Chapter 21: People who feel the same confusion because of the same problem are also gay!
Knowing that the old man had no hope at all and was left in despair, Takasugi did not say a word, but quietly sat aside and listened to the old man's story about his life.
From when I was a child, until I turned my enemies into friends with my friend named Senju Hashirama, and together we established the Konoha Village of my childhood dreams.
Then when he turned against his opponent and rebelled against the village because of the infinite Tsukuyomi on the stone tablet, he used everything he could for the sake of the infinite Tsukuyomi.
Only today did I realize that everything was just a dream.
"...Hashirama's dream continues, and I..."
Seeing his voice gradually disappearing and his eyes becoming moist, Takasugi looked forward and spoke very calmly.
"Madara, a fool as confused as you, there is one here. What is the right thing to do, what is the wrong thing to do, how can there be an answer to such a question. In this case, let me destroy it, destroy this ninja-filled
world."
"Do you want to wipe out all ninjas from this world? What a naive kid, that is useless. Before the birth of ninjas, human beings were still in constant disputes..."
Takasugi did not answer, but stood up.
"Madara, do you want to go up there and take a look? You haven't seen the scenery on the ground for many years, right?"
…
Today is a rare sunny day, and the sky is not gloomy at all, as if it is also announcing that the war that has enveloped this country is over.
Sitting in a simple wheelchair, Madara just looked at the devastated land quietly. There was nothing he could not let go of even when a person was about to die.
The wish came true...no, the wish is dead.
The sun that I hadn't seen in countless years, the endless blue sky, the white clouds, and the breeze that caressed my old face from time to time all soothed Madara's dead heart.
In the distance, some farmers were cultivating the land that had been damaged by the war, and a few dirty and dirty children were holding paper pinwheels and chasing each other on the barren land. They looked so happy.
Looking at those young children, the corners of Madara's mouth turned up unconsciously, and he couldn't help but think of a time like this when he was a child.
"Human beings are a race that keeps repeating mistakes again and again. There is no doubt about this. However, even if it is only a little, they will also grow from making mistakes again and again."
Madara didn't reply, still staring closely at the few little devils who were chasing and playing with laughter.
Suddenly, a child who looked to be only three years old wiped away tears and started crying because he fell suddenly.
"If you fall, you have to stand up on your own. How many times have your parents told you?"
The older little girl also stopped helplessly and complained when she saw the little boy who couldn't stop crying.
But it didn't work. The little boy still couldn't stop crying and didn't listen to anything he said. It wasn't until the little girl left the little boy and walked away for a long time, maybe because she felt a little angry, that the little boy stopped crying through his fingers.
He looked in the direction of the little girl.
After seeing that the other party ignored him and ran further and further away, he quickly wiped his tears, patted his butt, got up and hurriedly chased after him.
After a while, the laughter of several little ghosts came again.
"That kid actually stood up by himself, hahaha..."
A Fei's laughter was stopped by a look from Takasugi. He scratched his head angrily and then lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake and did not dare to speak.
"Let's go somewhere else."
As soon as Madara spoke, A Fei responded quickly, pushed Madara and started racing wildly!
…
After "wandering" in this country that had said goodbye to the war for nearly a year until dusk, Madara said, "Let's go back."
Without the nutritional supply of the golem, he could only persist until this point. The reason why he could persist for so long was because Fei often secretly drank Jinsuke's Yakult.
Looking at the small bottle of Yakult with a straw inserted from Takasugi, Madara also closed his eyes and coughed lightly, his old face turning red.
When did Jinsuke know that he actually drank it?
"Well...I am indeed a little thirsty."
…
The few people did not go back to the cave, but found an ordinary village nearby and settled in a farm restaurant.
Looking at the menu he saw for the first time, Ah Fei was extremely excited and threatened to eat all the dishes on the menu!
"Do you need to eat?"
Bai Jue complained.
"You can still taste it. It's like Jinsuke's Yakult. It's sour and sweet. Madara-sama also likes it!"
"Ahem!"
Madara once again put his hands behind his hands and coughed twice. This Ah Fei didn't have a clue, so how could he say such a thing?
"There's nothing good to eat, so just make do with it."
The person who served the food was the proprietress of this restaurant, and the owner's part-time chef was busy in the kitchen.
Seeing the bright red hair, Madara instantly recognized the other person's identity - an immigrant from the Country of Whirlpool who had fled.
Somewhat unexpectedly, they didn't show the expressions that Madara imagined since they had even lost their village.
Originally, it was difficult for people who fled like this to be accepted by other villages, and even if they were accepted, it would be difficult to be trusted.
Is it because Caoyin Village was destroyed by Jinsuke?
Madara thought this way.
"Hero, eat quickly."
The peasant woman greeted Takasugi, but Takasugi just shook his head and replied calmly: "There are no heroes, and even if there are, they will become ordinary people after the war is over."
"Jinzhu, you always talk in convoluted ways, and it's hard for others to understand you!"
Ah Fei, who was standing on a wooden stool, held wooden chopsticks and spoke earnestly, only to receive a kick from Bai Jue.
…
At night, several people still did not go back to the cave, but came to the open field to watch the stars. Madara had only one breath left. Takasugi wanted him to take a last look at some of the beautiful scenery in this world.
Listening and looking at Madara who started to breathe quickly, Takasugi said softly:
"Don't worry, at least now our starting point is the same, and we have similar confusions. We don't necessarily have to be certain about what we inherit. So why is this confusion not true?
The people in this world who are confused because they want to cut off the chains of hatred in this world but don’t know how to do it, they are all your inheritors and they are also your comrades.
There are thousands of people like this... no, there are thousands of people like this in every era.
So, Madara, you don’t have to feel lonely and at a loss, and you don’t have to blame yourself and feel heartbroken because you can’t do it.”
"That's it...it turns out that I still have so many "comrades"...It would be great if I knew earlier...I could discuss with them their own troubles and explore what is going on in this world..."
Having said this, Madara stopped and took one last look at Takasugi, who was quietly looking at the starry sky. He was silent for a moment again and then lowered his head and closed his eyes while smiling softly.