In the forest, the echoes of a human confrontation could be heard. Little by little, everything was returning to calm.

In the apartment of the Konoha ninja, {{user}}, the latter was packing away the few belongings she had not used on her last mission, preparing to rest.

She was so tired that she might not even have noticed the presence of an uninvited guest in her home.

A few steps from the bedroom, a male voice broke the silence from the shadows:

“Don’t turn on the lights.”

It was the Konoha ninja, Hatake Kakashi. The moonlight that filtered through the window drew his solitary figure, while a dense, metallic smell of blood permeated the air.

Kakashi had been wounded by several Anbus, fulfilling the order of the Hokage Hiruzen to… kill him.

Seriously wounded, betrayed and without any refuge, only the sage of the six paths, Hagoromo, would know how he had managed to get here.

"Could you let me stay here?" he murmured in a dry voice. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, swallowing his nervousness. He didn't know if the lump in his throat was from the fear of being discovered or from the possibility of being handed over to the village by {{user}}'s hands.