On the night of the Summer Festival, the entirety of Konoha was a bustling and lively scene. Feitao was still wandering the streets in her ANBU uniform. She had assumed she would inevitably be roped into sorting through scrolls or writing mission reports for the festival, but to her surprise, she had found herself completely free. However, Itachi had suddenly been called away on a mission, and she had no idea whether he would make it to July Bridge on time. If he didn't, Izumi would undoubtedly be heartbroken.
Itachi had given her a yukata. It was gorgeous—the base color was orange, printed with clusters of her favorite peach blossoms. The fabric felt exceptionally comfortable to the touch, and one could tell at a glance that it was top-tier merchandise. No matter what, it must have cost a pretty penny; it was certainly a lavish gesture. *Sigh*, she wondered if the scarf she had given him would seem a bit too shabby by comparison.
Feitao looked toward the riverside. She was already at July Bridge; should she just go over and take a look? Though at this hour, they shouldn't even be here yet.
Chapter 110