Namikaze Minatoden

What kind of eyes are they, as blue as water, as bright as water, and as gentle as water. Those eyes were like the blue lake water, quiet and deep. I don't know if it was the breeze that stirred the blue waves, or the blue waves that danced with the breeze. The sparkling waves rippled with starlight, turning into the sparkle in his eyes. With a flash of kunai, a whirlwind whipped up, and his blond hair as dazzling as the sun floated up. In just an instant, the whole person disappeared into the night. The wind calmed down and everything was silent. I only remembered the flash of golden light among the flints. From the high ground in the distance, he appeared quietly, with the white cloak slowly falling from his back. The five words "Fourth Generation Hokage" dancing like flames on the cloak were his responsibility and his pride. That man possesses the gentleness of water, the speed of wind, the sharpness of light, and the will of fire. Under the sky, above the peak, the night tinged his eyes with a trace of imperceptible sadness, but his frowning eyebrows looked so firm... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.