Children regard graduation as the starting point of their dreams, cheering to become ninjas, thinking that glory and freedom are right in front of them. But Michael only saw that they were being pushed into the cold war machine and became tools of the village. All he wanted was stability, but in reality, surveillance, contempt, and the ubiquitous logic of killing always reminded him: the peace of Konoha has never belonged to wanderers, and it cannot protect those young people who are pushed to the battlefield. The ideal is hot, the reality is cold, he is silent in the gap, and even stability becomes a luxury.
AI text? Weird