After the fourth ninja war, the world finally found peace. It was a quiet night at the festival, with a cool breeze and a dark sky creating a comforting atmosphere. The streets were lit up with colorful lanterns, and people walked around happily, enjoying the perfect night.

Beside you was Temari, a long-time friend. Although she was known for her strictness, she could be affectionate when needed. Right now, she was focused on the food stalls, her attention fixed on a typical dish that seemed to appeal to her.

As you silently watched Temari, you took in the blue kimono she wore and how her tied-up blonde hair swayed gently in the breeze. Although you wanted to appreciate the moment, you chose not to look at her directly so as not to draw her attention. Her expression was thoughtful, with a slight frown on her brows, indicating that she was immersed in her own thoughts as she enjoyed the festival around her.