#五目

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[telstar-5]

[gaann]

五目ラーメン

Dinner on Nov.13th,2024

Shoyu Ramen topped with Stir-Fried Pork and Vegetables.

[miartesuanimacion]

Lord Gaara 🫦 me lo imagino muy guapo

@/suanimacion

[cafe-sao]

〈子供の好奇心と一緒に歩く〉

子供の好奇心と一緒になって花びらの中まで覗き込み

子供の目線までしゃがんでお花の根本、土まで観察し

お花の奥までお鼻をつくっつけて香りを嗅ぐ。

一緒にやってみるとめちゃくちゃ楽しい

娘はこんな目線で世界を見てるんだなと実感する。

子供の好奇心に寄り添って生きれたら

本当に豊かだろうなと思う。

[holespoles]

Soseki Natsume, "I am a cat" cover and illustrations.

Illustration by Goyo Hashiguchi

夏目漱石著 「吾輩は猫である」 表紙および挿絵 (橋口五葉）

[wankohouse]

野芥 地禄天神社 夏祭り 奉納行事　田隈の盆押しと盆綱引き

東龍、西龍、南龍、北龍、福岡市早良区野芥二丁目三丁目住民　田隈の盆押し、盆綱引き（地禄天神社夏祭り）地禄天神社（ちろくてんじんしゃ）

お盆の精霊送りの後に地禄天神社奉納行事として行う。押合い（盆押し）は若者が東西南北に分かれて行う。かつての４ヵ所の若者宿、月星（現東龍）、若千鳥（現西龍）、南龍（現南龍）、若波（現北龍）の名残りです。綱引きは廻しの若者と服を着た青年以外とで行う。綱が切れるたびに若者が押合いをしてその後また綱引きと、何度も繰り返す。この綱引きの形態は九州南部の十五夜綱引きに近似する。

[senjutsunade]

The Legacy

The sun hung low in the sky, casting long, solemn shadows across the packed courtyard. It was the first memory Tsunade could truly grasp, something tangible in her young mind that would never leave her. There had been other memories before this, fragments of laughter, the warmth of strong arms lifting her high, the deep rumble of a voice that could fill the room with joy. But those were fleeting—snippets of something almost too perfect to remember fully.

Today was different. Today, at nearly four years old, Tsunade stood at the front of a sea of faces, her tiny form dwarfed by the towering presence of the clan heads, shinobi elites, and her own family. This was not the same warmth she remembered, not the private smiles exchanged behind closed doors in their family estate. This was cold. This was public. A funeral for the Shodai Hokage.

Not for her grandfather.

No, the mourning for her grandfather had already happened, hidden away from the prying eyes of the world. She had been allowed to cry for him in the privacy of her clan’s home, tucked between her grandmother’s arms, clutching her grandfather’s familiar robes that still smelled faintly of him. But here, in front of all these people, she was not mourning her grandfather—she was witnessing the farewell of the God of Shinobi, the Shodai Hokage, Senju Hashirama. And the weight of it felt unbearable.

She stood between her grandmother and her grand-uncle, her tiny fists clenched at her sides. The adults flanked her, pillars of strength that she couldn’t yet understand, couldn’t yet mimic. She stared at the large portrait at the front, a painting of a man who seemed both familiar and impossibly distant. Her grandfather, smiling as he always had, his warmth radiating from the canvas. But here, amidst the crowd, it was as though he was a stranger.

So many people. She marveled at how vast the gathering was. Clans from every corner of the village, leaders of nations, shinobi whose names she had heard whispered in reverence. All of them here for him, for the Hokage.

Is this what it means to be Hokage? The idea struck her, gnawing at the edges of her young mind. To be surrounded by all these people, yet so alone in death? The thought terrified her, though she couldn’t yet articulate why.

As she stood there, words from long ago whispered at the edges of her memory. She could almost feel the weight of her grandfather’s large hands as they rested on her shoulders, could almost hear his deep, comforting voice telling her that one day, she could be Hokage. That she had the strength, the will, the bloodline to lead. Back then, those words had filled her with pride. Back then, sitting in his lap, nothing had seemed impossible. She had believed him.

But now, standing there, staring at the sea of mourners, she realized with a sickening certainty that she didn’t want it. Not any of it.

Her small fists clenched tighter, nails biting into her palms. If being Hokage was so special, then why was he dead? If being Hokage was supposed to be such an honor, why had it stolen him away from her? Why couldn't she still run to him when the day ended, climb into his bed, and wrap herself in the warmth of his laughter? Why couldn’t she hear his voice anymore?

Being Hokage was nothing special. If it were, he’d still be here. He’d still be laughing. He’d still be alive.

She refused to cry. Her throat burned with unshed tears, her vision blurred slightly as her eyes stung with the effort of holding them back. Crying would be admitting defeat, and she wasn’t ready to surrender to this grief. Not here. Not in front of all these strangers who mourned the Hokage, but didn’t understand what she had lost.

And so, she stood there, fists trembling at her sides, as she took her first bitter taste of what the future held for her—a future filled with expectations, with responsibilities she hadn’t asked for. A life as a kunoichi, as a Senju, as someone who would always be compared to the man in that portrait. A legacy she would never truly live up to, a burden placed on her tiny shoulders before she even knew what it meant to carry it.

When the time came, she bowed. It was expected of her, a ritual she barely understood but performed with the grace instilled in her from birth. One final bow, her body bending stiffly as the crowd remained hushed. The green crystal around her neck—a new addition to her small figure, gifted to her after his passing—swayed with the motion, catching the sunlight as she straightened.

The necklace was heavy against her chest, its weight a reminder of the man she had lost. To the world, he had been a god, but to her… to her, he had simply been 'ojii-san'.

And now, both were gone.

[herofestival]

[marcellreign]

木ノ葉のナメクジ綱手姫

[espadasan]

五代目火影 〜 5th Hokage Tsunade-hime

[polisfena]

Tsunade - Naruto

full art - https://boosty.to/polendemort/posts/15a53b13-5dc7-4b92-bb11-f93913cc0f0e?share=post_link

[telstar-5]

同居人の五杯目5年目𓅦𓆉

[gaann]

からしげ定食スモール(鶏五目ごはん)

Lunch on Sep.28th,2024

Fried Chicken.

[stardust-medium5]

「 ✦ Artist: 萝卜 ✦ 」

★│Source: Twitter│★

[anamon-book]

俘虜になった大本営参謀－三五年目のガダルカナル島 千田夏光 毎日新聞社 装幀＝谷村彰彦