The four kages were not the only ones who were headed to the land of iron. 

In the air, a single messenger bird was flying towards the snowy nation. The bird was carrying a letter addressed for the Taisho - general - of the land of iron, a man whom would probably know Yuuto as the arrogant young brash hothead who had the gall to challenge the leadership. 

[i] To my esteemed Lord General 

The last time we met, we met as adversaries. I was skilled by arrogant, failing to know humility. For that, I attempted to challenge your position and lost my place in my home. I have no right to beg for a pardon, nor do I intend to. I have come to accept my exile in disgrace. I only ask you to allow the kage to hear my words and for you all to contemplate on them.

When our great predecessor, Taisho Mifune, allowed the land of iron to join in shinobi affairs the world was threatened by a great evil. Even then, Lord Mifune allowed the shinobi to assemble in the land of iron for the purpose of unification, not division. We have long been taught to uphold peace and neutrality; is the republic's actions not going against those very teachings? 

To the kage who are no doubt assembling for the summit, I have only this to say. I know not whether or not the lord general will even allow these words to be heard: 

The last time the great shinobi met, all were united against a single threat. A great adversary was threatening to disrupt and destroy all that everyone held dear and cherished. Now, however, circumstances are different. Traditions were to end. Old feuds were meant to be cast aside without question. Those who believed the republic would come without resistance, that change would come without resistance, were foolish. As now only a humble ronin, I ask that you all reconsider your position on Konoha. 

時の連 (ときのれん)
(The turning of time,)
昔の戦(むかしのいくさ)
(The battles of the past)
明日になり(あすになり)
(become tomorrow).

- Your humble student even in exile, 
Narakai Yuuto. [/i]

XXXXX

Yuuto himself, meanwhile, continued wandering around Konoha, with one objective problem. 

He was lost. Undeniably so. He could have sworn he passed this little vendor five times already. Scratching his head and ignoring the suspicious glances, he kept trying to find his way either to the gate or to a place for a meal..