The day the Ninja Academy opened gradually arrived.
Over the past two days, Neji Hyuga had not taught Tenten any techniques for using Chakra. He had only taught her the precautions and limits for extracting Chakra, repeatedly reminding her that she was only six years old and could not extract too much Chakra, lest it affect her growth.
This was another bustling day in Konoha.
Early in the morning, impatient children had already asked their parents to prepare lunches for them, so that when they made friends at the Ninja Academy, everyone could eat together.
Tenten's family was no exception. However, Tenten had taken the initiative to start cooking early that morning. Naturally, it did not turn out well. Even under her mother's guidance, she made a complete mess of it—a lump of ugly, foul-smelling stuff. She was utterly dejected, and in the end, Tenten's mother still prepared her daughter's lunch for the Ninja Academy.
No matter what, Tenten's Father refused to let his daughter run off to the Ninja Academy alone for the entrance test like last time. He knew his daughter was independent and had her own mind, but he could not bear to give up such a wonderful memory as taking his daughter to school for the first time. He stubbornly dragged Tenten along, intending to escort her to school.
Unable to argue with him, Tenten brought her father to a crossroads to wait.
At first, Tenten's Father had thought his daughter had gotten up so early because she wanted to hurry to the Ninja Academy and happily play with the other children. Yet now she stood at the intersection, craning her neck toward the forest, as though searching for something.
"Tenten, what are you waiting for? Aren't you going to the Ninja Academy?" Tenten's Father, a