I originally thought that they would never fall in love with each other.
For many reasons, it is simply impossible and impossible.
Wind is an invisible force.
Finally, our world is dyed red.
I violated my original intention, but I can use my blood to sacrifice my way to follow you.
If we say that there is always an invisible force that separates us, it is like the wind that separates trees and fallen leaves in autumn, and it is like the sky that separates two white clouds that are connected by threads.
Then, I long for the more violent storm to come, tear down your tree trunk, and let us return to the soil together. The so-called Konoha will never be separated.
Then, I decided to let the summer thunderstorm roar endlessly until our bodies fell from the sky and turned into thousands of raindrops, leaving the sky cloudless from now on.