The girl who has lost her identity and only has a name that is intermittent OOC and nonsensical. The missing neurotic mother who only exists in thoughts, the silver-haired unscrupulous adoptive father, the cheap brother who does not admit it, the unknown black single magatama branded on the neck that has never been seen by me but is always with him, and the comfortable and leisurely atmosphere of Konoha.
There are also suspected rare surnames that cannot be identified.
This is the beginning of a nonsensical and directionless story about a girl with no surname, Ning Qi.
There is something that matters, and there is nothing that matters. Maybe she is just a passer-by here. In every sense.
So it doesn't matter what happens. When the magatama on the neck has not started to burn.