"Anyway, I don't have to take the final test tomorrow. Should I skip it and continue special training? It feels like I'll be able to use it proficiently after a while."
Under the continuous wiping, the sharp Ninja Sword gradually took on a sheen like autumn water. The bun-haired girl frowned slightly in thought, murmuring to herself.
"Sigh... but forget it. Rock Lee is going too tomorrow. I've been busy with special training this past month and haven't gone to see him much. I wonder how well he's recovered."
However, the girl quickly dismissed the idea.
During this time, Neji and she had both been undergoing special training. Although she did not know whether Neji had been given something for his training, it was true that she had not visited their severely injured teammate during this past month.
She had only heard that her teammate seemed to be recovering quite well, though making a full recovery would probably be very difficult.
And honestly, because of that, she felt that Neji and she should visit him less often. Otherwise, seeing them might only make him feel worse.
After all, they were both uninjured, and they were even receiving special training from the village's strongest. If those things were placed before their teammate, given his personality, their good intentions might not even be conveyed before dealing him a massive blow.
Though she did not think her teammate would suffer any mental trauma or become completely dispirited because of such a blow, she did not want to see that dejected expression on her badly injured teammate's face.
Perhaps the main reason she had not visited Rock Lee—or rather, had not gone ever since the special training was confirmed—was because she did not want to see her teammate looking so disappointed.
It always made