While Shigenen and the others were seeing Hidenaga off, Hanzo, who had just returned home, was pulled by Hitomi to go door-to-door, comforting and visiting the relatives of the fallen clansmen.
As for Genji, he was temporarily entrusted to the care of other clansmen.
Although the Shimada Clan suffered minimal losses in both battles, there were still a few unlucky individuals of average strength who unfortunately died.
Regardless of their status or strength in life, simply because they died for the clan, Hitomi and Hanzo had to represent the Clan Head to visit these widows and orphans.
Even if it was just a show, it had to be done beautifully.
Along the way, although the clan had achieved a great victory, the clansmen who had lost loved ones still could not hide their sorrow.
Hanzo came back to his senses; before him, a very young-looking woman was holding the hand of a child about Hanzo's age, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.
Hanzo sighed almost imperceptibly. This woman, named Huiying, clearly had deep feelings for her husband.
Their child wasn't very old either, so they probably hadn't been married for many years when such an event occurred. For Huiying, who was just an ordinary person, this was truly a bolt from the blue.
The child was only about four years old. Although he was also sobbing, a hint of hatred occasionally flashed in his eyes.
This hatred was naturally not directed at Hanzo and Hitomi, but at the Uchiha Clan and Hagoromo Clan, who were their enemies.
Hitomi clearly felt a great deal of pity for the mother and son, but she was helpless and could only comfort them repeatedly.
Suddenly, Huiying forced back her tears and choked out, "Madam, I have an impolite request, and I hope you will grant it."
Hitomi was a little confused but still said, "Speak."
The woman pushed her child forward and said, "Zhihe has already sacrificed himself. Motohisa is his child and will surely become a Ninja in the future. I want Motohisa to become the Young Clan Head's guard, so he can avenge his father in the future."
After speaking, she knelt directly on the ground, performing a kneeling bow.
The child named Motohisa was startled for a moment, but his reaction was quick. He simply knelt on one knee before Hanzo and said, "I beg the Young Clan Head to take me in."
Hitomi and Hanzo were also startled and quickly helped the mother and son up.
Both were Ninja, so they easily pulled Huiying up.
However, regarding their request, Hitomi did not immediately agree; instead, she turned to look at Hanzo.
After the previous message, Hitomi already knew that although her eldest son was young, he had his own thoughts and insights.
Therefore, on matters concerning him, Hitomi respected Hanzo's opinion.
Hanzo naturally understood his mother's meaning. Looking at Motohisa's burning gaze, he hesitated.
He certainly knew that Huiying's request had a purpose.
It had to be admitted that Hanzo, personally taught by Shimada Shigenen, enjoyed resources far superior to those children who were uniformly trained in large training grounds.
Aside from anything else, the fact that he was personally taught by a powerful individual surpassing a Jonin was the greatest benefit.
And once Shimada Motohisa became Hanzo's guard, he would naturally enjoy some benefits. For Motohisa, whose father was of average strength and left no legacy, this was clearly the best opportunity.
But even so, it was only natural for a woman who had lost her husband to plan for her only child. Hanzo didn't feel any displeasure, just a little emotional.
Looking at the mother and son, Hanzo's heart softened.
"Madam Huiying, I agree."
Seeing Hanzo agree, Hitomi also nodded.
Tears once again flowed from Huiying's eyes, but this time, they were tears of excitement.
Ever since her husband's death, she had more than once unconsciously thought of the scene where Motohisa would also die in war in the future.
The oppressive scene almost drove her mad.
Now, she finally saw a glimmer of hope.
After bidding farewell to Huiying and her son, Hitomi and Hanzo finally concluded all their condolence visits.
Hitomi was fine, but Hanzo, doing this for the first time, was somewhat silent.
Imagining something in his mind and truly facing it were, after all, different.
This was only an indirect experience of death.
"If I were truly on the battlefield, with wails and corpses everywhere, could I really stay calm?" Hanzo couldn't help but question himself.
For the first time, he developed an boundless aversion to war. For the first time, he yearned intensely to live in a peaceful and stable society.
"I can save one Shimada Motohisa, but there are countless 'Motohisas' in the clan waiting to be saved, and there are thousands upon thousands of 'Motohisas' in the entire world, but I am powerless."
At this moment, Hanzo completely understood the pursuit of peace by the heroes of the naruto world. At the same time, he also developed a great desire for peace.
"Ninja don't know how to create a stable world, but I do! Ninja have no experience, but I do!" Hanzo suddenly felt a sense of mission.
Perhaps, this was the greatest role his unique experience, so different from any other Ninja, could play.
"First, I still need strength."
Hanzo muttered to himself.
Whether it was the Goddess of Rabbit (Ōtsutsuki Kaguya), the Six Paths Sage, the God of Ninja, or even the Seventh Hokage.
Great strength might only bring temporary peace, but without great strength, not even temporary peace could be achieved, let alone working towards permanent peace.
"Perhaps I should first set a small goal: beat Madara (Grandpa Madara) to a pulp." This quote, similar to that of a certain richest man, suddenly popped into his mind, and Hanzo couldn't help but smile.
Hitomi, who had been somewhat worried about her son's emotions, relaxed when she saw this and dismissed the idea of going back to find the person who had made this decision to cause trouble.
Shigenen, who had just personally seen Hidenaga home, suddenly shivered unconsciously. He looked around at the dense vegetation with some surprise.
"That's strange, it's so hot..."
Back home, Hanzo hadn't had time to tell Shigenen about his worries when he heard his father announce the news that the clan was about to relocate.
Hanzo immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The clan had finally not been blinded by victory.
Being low-key after showing off is the way to go.
After all, showing off might feel good for a moment, but continually showing off is unlikely to always feel good, and is more likely to backfire.
From Shigenen's words, the clan clearly had no immediate plans to cause trouble.
What Hanzo lacked most now was time. The talent of this body was beyond doubt. As long as he grew up, Hanzo was confident that the clan would avoid the disaster of extermination, and he would then have the capital to change the history of the Ninja World... The next day, the clansmen packed up all their belongings, big and small, and began their relocation.
The so-called relocation was naturally not all clansmen, including affiliated families, walking with big and small bags.
It should be known that there was a considerable number of ordinary clansmen in the settlement, including the old, weak, sick, disabled, and pregnant. If they all went together, wouldn't their tracks be thoroughly investigated by other Ninja Clan?
That wouldn't be relocation; that would be seeking death.
True relocation meant the entire clan breaking up into smaller units, with individual Ninja squads protecting some ordinary clansmen, taking some supplies, disguising themselves as inconspicuous characters like traveling merchants, minor nobles, etc., taking different routes, and finally gathering at the destination.
Along the way, they would even deliberately detour to prevent the destination from being exposed, which could lead to enemies setting traps there.
As the Young Clan Head and one of only two clansmen with innate Black Dragon Mark, Hanzo and Genji naturally followed the strongest team—the team personally led by Shigenen.
Motohisa, who had already become Hanzo's guard, was naturally also in this team.
Motohisa's mother, Huiying, was assigned to another team led by the current Second Elder, who was originally the Third Elder.
"I hope there won't be any accidents during this relocation..." Shigenen said with some worry.
Historically, it was not uncommon for one or two teams to be missing when the relocating groups gathered. Hanzo was helpless and could only silently pray for his clansmen in his heart...