Obviously, Rinjin could see it.
The Life Transfer Technique had once again shared part of his burden—the undying essence—with someone else.
Not much, just about one-tenth, but for Rinjin this was no different from lifting a million-pound burden from his shoulders.
He slightly opened the first Gate of Opening to test it.
Very good. The gate's closing speed was extremely slow, completely negligible.
This meant: The Eight Gates technique—his youth—after experiencing so many twists and hardships, could finally be completely liberated.
However, Rinjin wasn't in a hurry. Right now he wanted to enjoy Yabai's social death.
Obviously, Yabai didn't disappoint Rinjin.
The woman foolishly covered her chest, her beautiful eyes looking gently at Rinjin:
"Rinjin... you... you came with me?"
Hearing this, Rinjin standing before her immediately put on an affectionate expression, gazing deeply into her eyes:
"Silly woman, how could I bear to let you go alone~"
Hearing this, Yabai's mind, already confused from resurrection, instantly exploded.
Moved... So moved that tears wouldn't stop flowing...
Without thinking, Yabai immediately lunged forward, her lotus-white arms tightly hooking around Rinjin's neck.
Just as she was about to give him a passionate kiss, an inharmonious coughing sound rang out.
"Cough cough..."
Yabai was instantly startled, instinctively looking toward the source of the sound.
Nearby, her uncle's fierce old face appeared in her vision. Looking more carefully, the Third Raikage sat speechlessly on Kitsuchi's body.
You could tell he really wanted to roll his eyes, but was forcibly restraining this kick-them-while-they're-down behavior.
Seeing this, Yabai was dumbfounded.
She turned her head dumbly, looking at the surrounding environment. Hmm, familiar mountains, familiar water... Uh... why did this look so much like the scene before she died...
Suddenly turning back, her beautiful eyes instantly met Rinjin's teasing gaze.
The next second, an eardrum-piercing scream rang out.
Yabai immediately released Rinjin, backing away several steps as if she'd seen a ghost, slowly lowering her head to look at her trembling hands covered in blood.
"I... I... I didn't... didn't die???"
In front of her, Rinjin smiled maliciously: "How about it, my dear arranged-marriage girl? After dying once, do you feel your thoughts are a bit clearer?"
Hearing this, Yabai smiled bitterly and shook her head, speaking with a crying tone: "No... no, I died too briefly, I didn't have time to think..."
Great, died for nothing!
On the other side, the cat inside Rinjin's body was already rolling on the ground with laughter. She'd lived for who knows how many years, but had never seen such a hilarious scene.
So humans who died and came back to life became this adorably stupid~
For a moment, Rinjin's ears were filled with nothing but giggling laughter.
...
For three consecutive days, Rinjin stayed with the Third Raikage guarding Kumogakure's perimeter, until the ANBU trailing behind Iwagakure's retreating forces reported: Iwagakure's main force had fled the Land of Lightning.
Yawning, Rinjin slowly stood up and waved at the Raikage.
"Old bro, I'm heading back. Don't tough it out alone next time! Have someone use the Heavenly Transfer Technique to send a message! All previous Raikage had their pride, but don't forget—you have yours too!"
Saying this, he scooped up the soundly sleeping Yabai beside him and formed hand seals with one hand. The next second, they vanished instantly.
Watching the direction Rinjin disappeared, the Third Raikage smiled and shook his head, tossed Kitsuchi and the Iwagakure commander to the nearby ANBU, stretched, and stood up to walk toward the village.
What next time? This was already the final battle. Once my son returns, I'll retire!
...
With Iwagakure's ten thousand ninja surprise attack on Kumogakure ending in failure, the Third Shinobi World War came to a close.
In this war that lasted only two years but had terrifyingly intense battles, Konoha successively repelled Iwagakure, Kirigakure, and Kumogakure.
However, Konoha also paid an extremely tragic price. Large numbers of ninja died on the battlefield—even the memorial stone was more than half covered with names.
With the war's end, the scattered squads gradually returned to the village. Danzō also returned to the village.
Upon returning to Root, Danzō not only ignored Rinjin, but even turned a blind eye to Hiruzen Sarutobi's abandonment of seeking compensation from Ōnoki.
He was tired, weary, exhausted... Screw Hiruzen Sarutobi—I can't even be bothered with him anymore.
On the other side, to celebrate the war's victory and the return of ninja who had fought abroad, Konoha held a grand festival.
On the lively nighttime streets, crowds pressed shoulder to shoulder. Every household hung various colored lanterns in front of their doors, and food and entertainment stalls lined the streets. Children wore all kinds of masks, holding snacks in their hands, laughing and playing as they weaved through the streets and alleys.
What a lively scene!
At one end of the street, a group of handsome men and beautiful women in kimono walked down the street chatting and laughing. Looking closely, it was the Amegakure sightseeing group.
At the front of the group, Shisui held candied hawthorn, bouncing and skipping at the very front, occasionally pointing at street stalls wanting this and that.
Behind them, the well-behaved Itachi supported Uchiha Mikoto, whose belly was slightly swollen, with Uchiha Kagami's whole family close by their side.
Further back, Tsunade led Shizune and Rin, smiling as they followed the group ahead, her dangerous gaze occasionally sweeping toward the very back of the group.
Even further back, Riei, Teuchi, and Uchiha Fugaku walked arm in arm, laughing and bragging. Teuchi's daughter Ayame followed her father step by step, her gaze toward Riei's back full of wariness.
At the very back of the group, Rinjin, swollen like a pig's head, and Sakumo formed the dark-faced duo. As for Yabai, she supported the limping Rinjin, her face full of schadenfreude.
It looked harmonious on the surface, but underneath was full of various scheming and intrigue—absolutely fascinating.
In the center of the group, Riei brazenly put her arms around Fugaku and Teuchi, laughing wildly.
"Senior sister, what happened to sensei? Why is his head swollen like a pig's?" Fugaku, whose neck was being held by Riei, asked in high spirits in a low voice.
Hearing this, Riei immediately laughed even more happily.
"Hehe~ Let's discuss this quietly, hehe, my brother's backyard caught fire. You didn't see it! My sister-in-law gave him a thorough beating—she smashed the concrete floor of the market to pieces. The old men and women buying and selling vegetables nearly laughed themselves silly.
One old lady said our daimyo was really down-to-earth, but was immediately refuted by an old man nearby. Do you know what the old man said?"
"No idea." Teuchi and Fugaku shook their heads curiously.
Seeing this, Riei took a deep breath and laughed: "The old man said, 'This isn't down-to-earth, this is down-to-hell!'"
"Pfft~" Fugaku and Teuchi immediately burst out laughing, their wild laughter drawing sideways glances from surrounding passersby.
Just then, a sinister voice rang out from behind them.
"What are you laughing about?"
As soon as the words fell, the hair on the necks of the three arm-in-arm companions stood on end, and they turned their heads stiffly.
"Sensei."
"Bro."
The greetings rang out, but Rinjin remained unmoved, still speaking sinisterly: "Speak up, what were you laughing about? Tell me so I can laugh too!"
Hearing this, Riei's eyes spun rapidly, and without thinking she came up with an excuse: "(⊙o⊙)... I'm pregnant!"
Hearing this, a vein immediately bulged on Rinjin's head.
"What about you two? Fugaku, Teuchi, what were you laughing about?"
Hearing this, Fugaku and Teuchi hurriedly spoke like quails: "Sensei, I'm pregnant too!"
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