Chapter 120 Konohamaru's Thoughts

Naruto slowly explored the depths of Tsunade's heart. In that illusion, he saw Tsunade's past fear and pain, and the past scenes that made her afraid of blood. He carefully used his mental power, like a gentle guardian, gradually eliminating her fear of blood.

In the illusion, Naruto transformed into the two people she was obsessed with, and with his firm belief and warm power, he gradually dispelled the haze that shrouded Tsunade's heart. He was like a bright light, illuminating the darkest corner of Tsunade's heart. As time went by, the panic on Tsunade's face gradually faded, replaced by a kind of calmness and tranquility.

When Naruto came out of the illusion, Tsunade slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Naruto in front of her, her eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

She knew that it was the young man in front of her who saved her and untied the knot in her heart.

A few days later, Naruto and his party finally returned to Konoha. As the gate of Konoha came into view, Naruto felt a surge of emotion. After all, this was the village where he had lived for more than a decade. After only being away for a few days, his longing for it grew quietly like a vine.

Then, before Jiraiya and the others could react, Naruto ran away like an arrow from a bow, and in a flash he returned to his home. He fell deeply on his familiar bed, like a tired bird returning to its nest, his heart full of peace and tranquility.

Naruto slept soundly. When he woke up, it was already dark. He stood up and went to Sasuke's room, but found that Sasuke had not returned. He wondered if Sasuke had not been discharged from the hospital yet. But Itachi was really cruel, and he actually used Tsukuyomi on his beloved Oh Doudou.

Recalling the day he met Itachi, the two were almost equal in terms of boxing and kicking skills, but there was still a certain gap in their eye power. Naruto scratched his head, thinking hard about how to improve Sasuke's Sharingan. The original plot had changed. Itachi could not die, and Naruto would never let Itachi die. However, how could Sasuke's Sharingan evolve into a Mangekyō? He was lost in thought for a long time, but still had no clue.

Afterwards, Naruto went out and walked into the familiar Ichiraku Ramen restaurant, trying to find a little comfort in the steaming ramen.

After a hearty meal, Naruto walked out of the noodle shop contentedly. Then, he walked aimlessly in the village.

Suddenly, a small figure suddenly broke into his field of vision like an unexpected scenery. The small figure was squatting alone beside the steps, with its small body curled up, looking so helpless and lonely, as if it had been forgotten by the world in this corner.

Naruto stopped and stared at the familiar little figure quietly, and sighed in his heart: "Konohamaru, it seems that you haven't come out of the shadow yet." Naruto knew that after experiencing those things, everyone's heart was more or less left with some indelible marks. And Konohamaru, this child who has always been full of energy, was squatting by the steps so lonely at this moment, which made Naruto feel distressed.

Then, Naruto did not stay any longer, but sat down slowly next to him and asked softly, "Konohamaru, what are you doing here so late?"

The sudden voice startled Konohamaru, and he hurriedly wiped away the tears from his eyes. When he turned to look at the source of the voice and found that it was Naruto, the tears in his eyes were like a flood that broke through the dam, and he could no longer hold back and rushed out. Naruto looked at Konohamaru like this, and his heart was even more unbearable. He recalled the Konohamaru who was always full of energy, and then looked at the child with a sad face now, and his heart was full of pity. Naruto knew the pain of losing a loved one, and that feeling was like a piece of his heart was dug out, empty.

Then, Naruto gently put his arm around Konohamaru's shoulders and said, "You miss Grandpa Sandaime, right?"

Konohamaru trembled slightly, tears falling like beads from a broken string, he nodded with a sob.

Naruto patted Konohamaru's back gently, his voice gentle but firm: "I know how you feel, Konohamaru. Grandpa Sandai was a great Hokage. He has always protected us and Konoha. Although he is gone, his spirit will always remain in our hearts."

Konohamaru sobbed, his voice hoarse: "Naruto brother, I miss grandpa so much. I always feel that he is still here, but every time I wake up, I find that he is gone."

Naruto gently wiped away the tears in Konohamaru's eyes, then hugged Konohamaru tightly: "The third grandfather is watching us, he must hope that we can live on strongly, become stronger, and protect Konoha. Konohamaru, the third grandfather sacrificed his life to protect the village, and he also sacrificed his life to protect us. What we have to do now is not just to cry, but to work hard for what the third grandfather protected. We are ninjas, and we must fight for that inheritance. The third grandfather passed on the belief of protecting Konoha to us, and we can't live up to his expectations. We must be brave like him, and use our strength to protect everyone in the village, so that Konoha will always be full of vitality and vigor. Konohamaru, let us cheer together, for the third grandfather, for the beliefs in our hearts."

Konohamaru listened to Naruto's words, and the tears in his eyes gradually stopped, replaced by a determined light. He nodded vigorously and said, "Naruto brother, I understand. I will not just cry anymore. I will become stronger and become a ninja who can protect Konoha like grandpa and you."

Naruto smiled with satisfaction and gently tapped Konohamaru's forehead. Then, a memory of practicing the six styles and some ninjutsu practice seals flooded into Konohamaru's mind like a surging tide. Konohamaru looked at Naruto's methods in amazement, his eyes wide open, full of disbelief. He had never thought that brother Naruto had such a magical ability to directly transmit these precious practice methods into his mind. A strong feeling of emotion and excitement surged in his heart, as if he saw a brand new road unfolding in front of him.

"Naruto-nii-san... this... this is amazing." Konohamaru stammered, his voice filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Naruto looked at Konohamaru with a smile, his eyes full of expectation: "Konohamaru, practice these ninjutsu and taijutsu well, and become stronger, so that you can better protect Konoha. I may have to leave the village for a while, so I won't have time to guide you in your practice. The specific training methods have been taught to you, don't let me down."

Konohamaru stared at Naruto in a daze, his heart filled with reluctance and determination. "Brother Naruto, don't worry, I will practice hard, and when you come back, I will become stronger." He clenched his fists tightly, as if making a vow to Naruto.

Naruto nodded slightly and patted Konohamaru on the shoulder. "I believe in you, Konohamaru. Remember, the training process may be hard, but as long as you persist, you will definitely gain something."

The night wind blew, and the two figures looked particularly firm in the moonlight.