Naruto, my father's name is Uchiha Madara.

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"Nawaki...Nawaki! Open your eyes and look at your sister! Nawaki!"

Her desperate cries echoed across the empty battlefield, but no one answered.

Only the cold blood clung to her fingertips, like a red-hot branding iron...

Tsunade let out a suppressed groan, her face instantly turning even paler, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

The green light in his hands fluctuated violently, almost dissipating.

"Sister!" Rope Tree called out anxiously.

Dan also stepped forward with concern: "Tsunade!"

Tsunade suddenly opened her eyes, forcefully dispelling the terrifying illusions.

Looking at the real wound on Naruto's arm, feeling the faint but still present pulse of life, her eyes regained their resolve.

"Sorry……"

She spoke softly, her voice choked with emotion, yet incredibly clear.

He was speaking not only to the unconscious Naruto, but also to the two haunting figures in his mind: "I'm sorry... Dan, Nawaki... I'm such a... hopeless idiot..."

The emerald green chakra light stabilized once again.

And it is more solid and more vibrant than before.

Like countless tiny tendrils of life, they gently yet firmly probed into the depths of Naruto's arm wound.

“Back then… when Orochimaru mentioned you… I… I actually… wavered for a moment…”

Tsunade's tears fell silently, dripping onto Naruto's clothes and onto the back of her own hand.

She focused intently on manipulating chakra to repair the microscopic tissues torn apart by the wind release.

While pouring out her deepest weakness and regret, she said, "I knew that agreeing to him would destroy Konoha, would destroy the dream that you all protected with your lives..."

"Knowing full well that this will disappoint you and shame Grandpa... but I..."

"But at that moment... I still... still wanted to see you all again... wanted to hear your voices again... wanted to... wanted to make up for my regrets and incompetence..."

Her voice was filled with painful self-blame.

Kato Dan's soul rippled slightly within his impure body.

He spoke gently, his voice carrying a comforting power: "It's alright, Tsunade. It's all over now."

"Your wavering stems from your love for us. That's not wrong."

"The important thing is that you ultimately made the right choice. You overcame your weakness, protected Konoha, and protected our beliefs. We are proud of you."

Rope Tree nodded vigorously and said loudly, "Sister! Let bygones be bygones!"

"Look, aren't you saving people right now? This is my sister! This is the strongest medical ninja who inherited Grandpa's will!"

"I can't become Hokage and inherit my grandfather's title, so I can only entrust this dream to you! Let's work hard together, for my part too!"

Tsunade listened to their words and felt the wound on Naruto's arm beneath her palm.

The violent wind-style chakra was gradually neutralized and soothed by her medical chakra, and she could feel the severed blood vessels being reconnected.

The shattered muscle fibers are regenerating, and the charred skin is shedding dead skin and growing new tissue...

An unprecedented warmth and strength surged from the depths of my heart, flowing through my limbs and bones.

She looked up at Duan and Shengshu, her face still streaked with tears.

But a smile blossomed on her face, radiant with unwavering determination, brimming with hope and strength.

That smile, like sunlight piercing through thick clouds, illuminated the entire gloomy valley.

Tsunade nodded vigorously, her voice clear and firm, filled with unwavering determination: "Leave it to my sister!"

"The dream of Nawaki, the unwavering belief, Grandpa's will, and the future of Konoha... I will use these hands to protect them all!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the emerald green light emanating from her hands suddenly became brighter and softer.

Like a blessing from the goddess of life, it completely enveloped Naruto's right arm.

The hideous and terrifying wound was treated with the combined effects of powerful medical ninjutsu and Naruto's own tailed beast chakra.

It accelerates healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The charred skin peeled away, revealing new, healthy pink skin.

The deep, bone-exposed cracks healed rapidly, and the muscle tissue regained its fullness and strength.

Naruto, who was unconscious, seemed to relax his furrowed brows a little, and his breathing became steady and long.

Sasuke stood to the side, his crimson Sharingan silently watching everything unfold.

He looked at Tsunade's straightened spine and focused profile.

Looking at the miraculous healing speed of Naruto's arm.

Then he looked at the two Edo Tensei resurrected individuals standing to the side, their figures gradually becoming somewhat illusory, yet their faces bearing relieved smiles.

He silently put away his Sharingan and walked to a tree that had been partially knocked down by the battle.

He sat down with his back against the tree trunk.

My tense nerves can finally relax a little, and a wave of fatigue washes over me.

He closed his eyes, but his mind kept replaying Naruto's astonishing attack.

And that madness of wanting to end the enemy at all costs, even at the cost of self-destruction.

And... before that idiot finally fainted, he was weak but had a smug grin on his face.

"Idiot, bottom of the class..."

Sasuke muttered something under his breath, but the corners of his mouth once again involuntarily curved upwards into a barely perceptible arc.

Sunlight filtered through the sparse branches and leaves, falling on his tired but no longer cold face.

In the valley, only the vibrant buzzing of the medical ninjutsu and the embers of the flames remained.

As the smoke clears and the wounds heal, the departed find solace, and the living…

Carrying the blessings and expectations of the deceased, they embark on the path of protection once again.

Tsunade's eyes were brighter and more determined than ever before.

The green light in her palm was not only healing Naruto's wounds.

It also seemed to be healing her own long-dormant heart and illuminating the path to the future.

No way! 7.8?(°?°)?

Chapter 210 Jiraiya in a Coma

The wind in the valley, carrying the coolness of dissipated gunpowder smoke and the scent of ashes, gently swept by.

The emerald green chakra light slowly faded in Tsunade's palm.

Naruto's originally shocking right arm.

At this moment, faint traces of new pink skin still remain.

However, the deep lacerations and damage caused by the rampaging chakra are clearly visible.

It has been basically healed thanks to Tsunade's miraculous medical ninjutsu and Naruto's own Nine-Tails chakra's tenacious regenerative power.

His breathing was steady and long, but his face remained pale. Exhaustion of his chakra and mental fatigue caused him to fall into a deep sleep.

Sasuke leaned against a half-fallen tree trunk, closing his eyes to rest. His Sharingan was already retracted, but the fatigue in his body was still heavy.

The struggle with Kabuto Yakushi and the shockwave from the final devastating impact had taken a toll on him.

Tsunade slowly withdrew her hand, let out a long sigh of relief, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

This treatment is not just about repairing Naruto's injuries.

It's more like she's repairing her own heart, which has been sealed away for many years and is full of cracks.

She looked at Naruto's peaceful sleeping face, then raised her head, her gaze gentle yet firm as she looked into the distance.

There, Kato Dan and Nawaki stood quietly.

Their impure bodies were restored after Tsunade resolved her inner conflict and was no longer bound by her obsession with grief and fear.

It seems to have accomplished some kind of mission and has begun to become somewhat transparent.

Tiny scraps of paper drifted from the edges, like embers about to burn out in the wind.

"Tsunade……"

Duan's voice remained gentle, yet carried a hint of ethereal farewell: "It's so good to see you stand up again."

Rope Tree's face was beaming with the bright, carefree smile typical of young people.

She waved her increasingly ethereal arms with all her might: "Sister! Do your best! Become Hokage! Let everyone know that the princess of the Senju clan is the best!"

Tsunade stood up and walked step by step to them.

Her eyes welled up again, but this time, the tears were no longer a torrent of pain, but a clear spring of relief and blessing.

She opened her arms as if to embrace the two most important men in her life, even knowing they were now just phantoms.

"Broken... Rope Tree..."

Tsunade's voice was choked with emotion, yet filled with strength: "Thank you... thank you for always being there. I will, I will definitely live well for you all, protect Konoha, and protect the Will of Fire left by Grandpa!"

Duan's figure grew fainter and fainter. He smiled and gave Tsunade one last deep look.

It was as if they wanted to etch her strong and beautiful appearance at this moment into eternity.

Rope Tree laughed happily, its figure like a soap bubble in the sunlight, growing brighter and brighter, yet also becoming increasingly blurry.

Goodbye, sister! Be happy!

"Tsunade, take care..."

Their final words dissipated in the wind, and their impure bodies completely disintegrated.

They transformed into countless tiny, shimmering scraps of paper, like a swarm of golden fireflies.