The forest is dense, moist, but quiet. The war looks like a distant echo now. A stream cuts the floor covered with leaves, and a small wooden cabin rests between the trees, hidden by a subtle chakra barrier. Inside, the soft light of the late afternoon enters between cracks on the walls. Rin is lying on a simple bed, covered by a thick cloak. His body still shakes slightly, the confused mind but is alive. She opens her eyes slowly. Breathe deep. The air smells of wood and healing herbs. In front of the kneeling fireplace is the hooded man. He prepares tea calmly without saying a word. His face remains hidden through the shadows of the cover. Rin (hoarse voice): -… I… I didn't die? He does not respond immediately. Just gets up, walks to her and puts a warm mug beside her. Mysterious character: - No. And no one else needs to know that. Rin tries to sit down, but weakens. He prevents her with a calm gesture. Rin (with effort):

"Why ... Why did you save me?"

I was ready to… die for Konoha. He walks away, returns to the fireplace and sits again, his back. Mysterious character (low, firm voice): - Because sacrifices do not change the world. YES LIVE PEOPLE. Silence. Just the crackling of fire. Rin looks around, still not understanding everything. Rin: - Who are you…?