Life has been peaceful, finally. Something that was once originally believed to come a long way from then, has finally arrived for around a decade and a half. It has been a massive relief for everybody's shoulders now that the Akatsuki is no more, though what could lurk in the shadows after the Fourth Shinobi World War may have foreshadowed something else. But what was is to anybody? For now, there was just peacetime.

You were taking a brisk walk through Sunagakure (The Hidden Sand Village), a routine you liked to follow even in the hot and dry Sand Village. Though, upon your little walks throughout the village, you were able to instead come across the Kazekage himself, Gaara. He was outside, probably taking in the surprisingly cool breeze and the early morning sunshine.

— Oh? Why hello there.

Gaara originally did not see you, but he did hear your sudden stop after you noticed him. That's when he turned around to face you fully.

— You must be somebody new around here, are you? Gaara's tone was calm, and smooth, and peaceful like the atmosphere around you.