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TSSITWON Chapter 124: Kurisu's Past
🕑 Added 2024-12-11 12:04:30 +0000 UTC“It’s okay, Mira… it’s okay…” Kurisu said in a soft, trembling voice, patting Mira’s back. Mira’s gaze was filled with guilt, as if she bore the weight of every lost life.
Mira bit her lip, trying to hold back the tears that had welled up in her eyes.
After a moment, Mira spoke in a hoarse voice, “Out of eighteen people, including me… only eight are left.” Mira’s words trembled, filled with deep frustration and sorrow.
Kurisu fell silent. Those words hit her like a sword. Kurisu lowered her head, closed her eyes, and tried to quell the wave of emotions crashing over her.
They had succeeded—the bodies of the Senju Clan members were now in their hands. But the price they had to pay was too high. Sixteen lives lost for a mission that felt almost unworthy.
Kurisu’s heart felt like it was being squeezed. She bit her lip until it nearly bled, trying to hold back the tears and anger bubbling in her chest. But Kurisu knew, as the leader, she couldn’t let her emotions take control.
Slowly, Kurisu took a deep breath, calming herself. They had all agreed to this risk from the beginning. They knew death was a real possibility on this journey. But that fact didn’t erase the pain that now haunted them.
After a moment, Kurisu opened her eyes and gazed at the dark night sky. The starlight felt cold, as if adding to the gloom of the night.
‘What should I do now?’ Kurisu thought. Their direction was clear—they had to meet Aoki in Yugakure. But the road there was fraught with danger. The Bounty Hunter ninjas from the Black Market were relentlessly pursuing them.
Kurisu took another long breath and exhaled slowly. She then made a decision.
“We will hide for now,” Kurisu said firmly, breaking the silence between them. “We need a safe place to recover before continuing our journey to the border.”
Their small group moved in silence. Their bodies were tired, but no one complained. After several minutes, they found a small cave near the border of Konohagakure and Yugakure.
The place was dark and cramped, but enough to provide temporary shelter. They were still in Konoha territory, but they would soon cross the border.
However, before continuing their journey to Yugakure, Kurisu realized that her group needed time to rest and recover both physically and mentally. They wouldn’t survive if they pushed themselves in such a weakened state.
In the stillness of the night, Kurisu sat leaning against the cave wall. Her gaze was vacant, focused on the dark shadows dancing on the cave wall from the small fire flickering in the center of the room. Kurisu’s thoughts drifted to the past.
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Kurisu Namikaze. A name that carried weight, full of history and hope, but also haunted by disappointment.
Kurisu’s last name, Namikaze, came from a noble family on a distant island. In that place, those born with golden blonde hair were descendants of an esteemed family.
The Namikaze family was known for their intelligence and kindness. They were respected, loved, and adored by the people.
But for Kurisu, her family’s goodness was a great weakness. They were too naive, often exploited by those who only wanted to take advantage.
Kurisu did not want to be part of that tradition. She was sick of seeing her family played by false promises and betrayal.
Thus, Kurisu decided to leave, stepping away from the island and into a wider world.
Her journey brought Kurisu to the mainland, to a place called Yugakure. However, Kurisu’s hopes of starting a new life there soon faded.
