The twelfth year of Konoha, December 30th.

The next day was the New Year's Day, but the entire Konoha was shrouded in a sad atmosphere, and even the sky was gloomy.

Because of this day, Konoha Village held the funeral of the first Naruto Hashimara.

The funeral arrangement was not complicated. On the open space of Konoha Cemetery, there were a row of tables, with some white flowers and a few white cloths on the table. A black and white photo of Hashima was hung behind the table, making the environment look a bit muted.

Masahiko was dressed in black and stood among the villagers and ninjas who came to pay their respects. There were no four elders like Mito or Konoha standing in the front row.

In front of him, Tobirama personally presided over Hashima's funeral, reciting Hashima's life introduction.

There were sobs coming from beside him. Masahiko looked carefully and found that they were two girls who discussed how many years Hashirama could protect Konoha during the wedding.

The content of the discussion at that time was still vivid in my mind, and sighed, "I disappointed you, Hashirama still couldn't live before me..."

The crowd around began to surge. Masahiko came back to her senses in confusion and found that Tobirama's speech ahead had ended. The crowd lined up and moved forward little by little to give Hashirama a white flower.

Masahiko shook her head and walked to Tobirama.

"Toemama, did you cry secretly?"

Tobirama was silent for a moment and shook her head.

Masahiko sighed, "Your brother is right, you are really not good at lying."

After saying this, Masahiko also took a white flower and walked under Hashima's black and white photo. She scratched her head, "Why didn't I find out where there are cameras in this world... It would be better if there were cameras. I really want to record them and show you later. My funeral must be very funny..."

The one who was on the side was Jing Tong. Looking at Masahiko, his eyes were red.

"Teacher, are you... going to leave us too?"

Masahiko suddenly reacted and turned dark, "I didn't say I wanted to take it down and show it to him..." After thinking about it, I couldn't explain clearly, so I turned around and left.

After taking two steps, he turned around and looked at Yi Hitomi, "After today, I will go out for a while, take a good look at this ninja world, and tell Nanako and Iko not to miss me..."

After saying this, he found that Jing Tong's eyes were redder and were about to burst out. Masahiko sighed and never dared to stay again.

Walking back, among the people who were queuing up, I found the familiar six-person group, Hashimara and Tomoema's six disciples.

"These six people are already 21 years old... They will be their era in the future." Masahiko murmured. "I remember in the original work, after the Chunin exam, Hiruzen also had such a funeral... But now, I'm afraid you won't have this opportunity. I wonder if you are happy or regretful."

When he came to Mito and looked at Mito with a sad face, Masahiko didn't know how to comfort him.

The girl's face, which has not changed for 30 years, brought Masahiko's thoughts back to the Mito-Mi-Tong-Mi-Tong-Mi-Tong-Mi-Tong-Mi-Tong-Shi-Tong-Shi-Tong-Shi-Shi-Tong-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-Shi-

"Grandpa II, let's go..." Tobirama's voice interrupted Masahiko's thoughts. He realized that more than an hour had passed since his memory, the funeral had ended and the crowd had dispersed.

"I'm old, I have so many memories..."

Looking around, only Tomoma and Mito stayed at the scene. As for Kenji, he was already holding Otsunobu who was tired of crying, and then went back.

Masahiko was silent for a while and shook her head slowly, "I won't go back."

Tomoma and Mito showed doubts, and Masahiko continued to explain, "I will be 81 years old tomorrow. I have lived for so many years and have only been to Fengzhi Kingdom for half a month. I feel that I am too failed..."

"I'm going to hide my name and go to other countries to enjoy the whole picture of the ninja world."

Before Tomoma could speak, Mito took the initiative to answer, "Grandpa II, then you go and come back early... I hope I can see you in my lifetime."

Masahiko widened her eyes, "In my lifetime? Mito, do you think Grandpa II would be willing to leave for so long?"

"Don't worry, the ninja world is not calm now. I'll go out and check the information. If there is any disturbance, I will come back in time."

Tobirama was silent for a moment and said, "That second grandpa, you must be careful..."

Masahiko shook her head, "Harama and Madara are gone, no one can threaten me. What we need to worry about now is other countries... and do you think I will suffer a loss in Grandpa II?"

When it comes to Hashirama, the two of them stopped talking.

Masahiko quickly changed the topic, "I am in the ninja world with a pseudonym. Maybe when will I meet you? I hope you will recognize me at that time." As he said that, he looked at Tobirama, "Maybe I will suddenly appear in front of you as another person, scaring you..."

Tobirama nodded, and then looked puzzled, "Actually, I have always wanted to ask what your age is... If it is inconvenient for you, you can not say it."

Masahiko was silent for a moment, just as she was about to find a reason to fool her, Mito spoke first and said to Tobirama: "Grandpa II can live for 500 years for some reason. As for the specific reason, I don't know much about it."

Masahiko showed doubts on her face, "Five hundred years? When did I tell you that I could live for five hundred years?"

Mito also showed a look of surprise, "Didn't you sing like that back then?"

"I sang it?" Masahiko was confused at first, and then thought about it. On the way to send Mito to Chishou, she sang an adapted version of "Borrowing For Heaven for another five hundred years"...

"So, do you think so in the past few years?" Masahiko scratched her head and murmured.

"Haha..." Masahiko smiled awkwardly, "Yes, but it may not be five hundred years, maybe four hundred years, maybe three hundred years... maybe tomorrow?"

The two obviously don't believe it...

"Okay, I can live for five hundred years, so you should think that I have cultivated a special technique..." This is better than eternal life. Masahiko exclaimed and said to herself, "Why didn't I borrowed another two hundred years, and I'm still closer to normal people."

Masahiko sighed, waved her hand, returned to the whirlpool station on her own, and simply packed her luggage. In fact, she just brought some money and several important seal scrolls. She did not say goodbye to more people and walked out of Konoha.

A dozen miles away from Konoha, Masahiko took a deep breath and shouted: "The world is so big, I want to go and see it!"

"Uh, the Naruto world doesn't seem to be big, so it won't take long to fly a circle?"

A drop of water dripped on Masahito's face. Masahito looked up and it was raining...
Chapter completed!