Arc XII Chapter 3
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Arc XII Chapter 3
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A new day dawned on the village of Konohagakure, a hive of constant motion and commotion. Life filled the bustling streets and alleys of Konoha. Ninjas walked the streets among crowds of chattering villagers, their forehead protectors proudly displayed. Merchants peddle their wares in colourful stalls, offering everything from the exotic weapons to ancient scrolls. The fragrances of herbs and spices, the irresistible aroma of Ichiraku's ramen permeated the air.Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com
This was Konoha. This was his village. This was his home. Two years had passed since he left. He had grown. He had seen and travelled the world. He had trained. He had honed his skills. Now their journey finally ended. Now they returned.
Two people passed through the gate to enter Konoha, a man and boy, a master and a student, a white haired eremite and yellow haired genin in his typical orange black jumpsuit. A grin flashed across Naruto's lips and a soft whisper escaped his mouth. “I am back.” And back he was.
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The gentle sound of bells dancing in the win echoed across the arid sand of the unforgiving desert. The scorching sun shone down upon the endless, golden dunes stretching as far as the eye could see, and beyond. Life had forsaken this place, and yet four lone figures traversed the hostile desert under the relentless heat. They moved with purpose. They were people with a mission. They were on their way to Sunagakure. The village was their destination.
Three of them stepped through the porous sand. One of them was slithering along, pushing his ponderous body across the ground. They all wore a distinctive black cloak adorned with red clouds and a straw hat.
“I see, ... so this is how we are going to deal with in this matter.” Deidara grinned, his distinctive spiky, blonde hair hidden by his hat and his left eye concealed by his optical scope. “I guess, that means that we will pay our spy a friendly visit soon, now that we know he has betrayed us and leaked information to Orochimaru, Master Sasori.”
“Oh, yes, three years ...” Deidara mused. “How time flies by, right, Master Sasori?”
“You youngsters and your time ...” Sasori merely grumbled.
Deidara chuckled, probably extensively used to his grumpy antics. “Whatever, as things stand now, you won't even need to lift a finger, Asami. Trust me, I will see to it.”
“Really?” Asami furrowed an eyebrow. “If you say so, although I was honestly prepared to extract you, if necessary.”
“Your sentiments are appreciated, Your Ladyship, but your services won't be required.” Deidara smirked, his hands already chewing on his beloved clay. “The Kazekage will fall.”
Asami neither agreed, nor disagreed. “We will see, Deidara, we will see.”
Day turned night, and the sun dawned on the vast desert. At the horizon, emerged from amidst the sand the walls of Sunagakure. They had arrived.
Desert of Sunagakure
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