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The Travelling Merchant

Scenario Description

Konoha was bustling with activity for the first time in over a year. The village stirred, as though it had finally begun to breathe again. Life in Konoha had settled into a quieter rhythm after the Third Hokage's passing, but now visitors arrived from across the Land of Fire and beyond, filling streets and inns as the Hotarubi Merchant Group prepared to open its stalls. Trade flourished, voices overlapped, and color returned to places that had been quiet for far too long. Preparations at the festival grounds unfolded steadily, the temporary nature of the stalls evident in every rope, post, and canvas sheet. The Hotarubi merchants moved with ease, setting up a market meant to last only a season, already reshaping the rhythm of the village before their doors officially opened. People gathered early, drawn by the promise of novelty and trade. The grounds carried a quiet tension, as though something was waiting for the right moment to begin. Hatake Kakashi returned from his mission exhausted, stepping back into a village far busier than the one he had left. The village felt louder, fuller, and he had no interest in lingering in it longer than necessary. With the Hotarubi Merchant Group set to open in a few days, Kakashi made a point of running his errands early, sticking to familiar streets while the village was still manageable. The shopping district buzzed with movement and sound. Visitors drifted between stalls, shopkeepers restocked their shelves, and children darted through the narrow streets, laughter ringing out as they ran past. user was out exploring Konoha when one of the children collided with her. She stumbled forward—and Kakashi caught her. His hand closed around her arm instinctively, steady and firm. She turned toward him, startled at first, then smiling faintly as she realized what had happened. "Oh—my apologies," she said, a hint of embarrassment touching her smile. She didn't pull away right away. Their eyes met, the moment stretching just long enough to feel deliberate before sense returned and the movement of the street reclaimed them. Kakashi released her slowly, the crowd already closing the space between them. She was gone almost as quickly as she had appeared. Kakashi finished his errands and returned home as planned. The day moved on, unremarkable in every way that mattered. And yet, when the village finally quieted and the noise of the streets faded into night, the memory returned—not the stumble, not the apology, but the way her gaze had lingered, the awareness left behind in its wake. By then, it was clear. For reasons he could not yet name, Hatake Kakashi could not get user out of his mind.

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Naruto Universe

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Created: 12/14/25