The Talent of Konoha

The wooden door in front of Jiraiya was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.

"Tsunate, why are you here?" Jiraiya sat cross-legged in his seat, with some wine bottles on the table in front of him.

Drinking early in the morning made Jiraiya's face show a blush.

"The old man's funeral is about to begin, let's go! Send him off for the last time!"

As soon as Tsunade came in, he smelled the smell of alcohol, frowned first, and then said to Jiraiya.

"Well, here we come!" Jiraiya got up, grabbed a dark coat from the side, and put it on his body.

Tsunade, on the other hand, also put on a black coat over normal clothes.

"Let's go! Go see him!"

Jiraiya walked up to Tsunade and patted her on the shoulder.

"Ok!"

The two walked side by side, and a white ribbon was tied on their left arms.

As disciples of three generations, this is their duty.

The backs of the two of them looked a little lonely, even Zilai's broad shoulders became a little loose, and a kind of unconcealable sadness emerged in his heart.

……

"Uncle Asma, why is Grandpa sleeping all the time!"

Konoha Maru was wearing a black outfit, with a white ribbon on his arm, and a puzzled face.

He is young, and under the protection of three generations, he has never seen the cruelty of the world, so he can't understand the word "death".

Since a few days ago, his grandpa has been lying there without opening his eyes, not talking to him, which makes him a little uncomfortable and unhappy.

"Because grandpa went to a place, it will take a long time to wake up."

Asma put her hands on Konohamaru's head, with a sad face.

"Oh!" Konohamaru seemed to understand, nodded, and at the same time saw grandma standing aside.

Sarutobi Bibako's eyes were a little red and swollen, she told Konoha Maru that the wind in the village has been a bit strong recently, so she lost her eyes.

Konoha Maru didn't understand this very well, but he still gave his own goggles to his grandmother, which was a birthday present his grandfather bought him before.

"Lord Hokage!"

Asma patted Konohamaru and asked him to go to Lake Biba, while he came to the water gate.

"Asuma, sorry!" Minato nodded, with sadness in her eyes.

"understand!"

"Let's go there first, others will come in a while!"

Minato said to Asma, as the fourth Hokage, he presided over the funeral of the third generation, so he had to arrive earlier than the others.

"Okay!" Asma nodded slightly, looked over the water gate, and saw the ninjas from Konoha Village who came one after another.

……

Soon, another period of time passed, the people who were supposed to come had already arrived, and the burial ceremonies for the three generations began one after another.

Minato stood in front of Sandai's coffin, looking around.

Hyuga Hinza from the Hyuga family, Uchiha Fugaku from the Uchiha family, Shikahisa, Haiichi, and Choza from the Ikacho family, Aburame Shimi from the Ayurome family, Inuzuka jaw from the Inuzuka family, and others big and small Representative of the ninja family...

Of course, there are also many civilian-born ninjas, as well as ordinary Konoha residents.

They all came here to remember three generations. An old man who has dedicated his whole life to the village, even if there is any fault, is an ancestor they will always admire.

All of them were dressed in dark black, with sad faces, and some were even in tears...

"Today we all gather here..."

Minato started the speech, which was a necessary form and an opportunity to unite the strength of the village.

Time passed, Minato's speech was over, and it was time to present flowers to the three generations.

Asma was the first to present flowers. As the son of the third generation and the person closest to the blood of the third generation, he had the qualification to be the first to present.

Next, there is the water gate.

The coffin has been sunk into the ground, and a huge tombstone has been erected, which records the achievements of three generations in this lifetime.

There is a photo posted on it, black and white, and the three generations in the photo are still smiling, looking very energetic, that kind of smile, with relief and pride, seems to be very proud to see the prosperity of this village.

"My lord, the village will be guarded by me, please rest in peace! As for Uchiha Saitama and Akatsuki, I will also destroy them, and prevent them from destroying the rare peace of the village!"

Minato's tone was heavy, as if he was taking an oath, and seemed to be making some important decision.

After speaking, he put the white flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, and Minato turned and left.

This accident made him understand something and gave him the motivation to make up his mind.

Immediately behind him were Jiraiya and Tsunade.

"Old man, I didn't expect the parting to be so sudden. Don't worry, I will be here next, and I will give you an explanation!"