Guess

Standing on the riverbank, Chen watched the two little children with great interest.

He had no intention of helping, nor could he help. This was Genjutsu, after all, drawn from Himeji's memories.

Though Chen had an excellent memory—so good he could remember everything at a glance—his recollection of this scene was still hazy.

So even though the "future" Chen had seen Himeji many times at the Ninja Academy, had even fought her in their second year, and later become her teammate... he had never remembered that they had actually met before entering the Ninja Academy.

No wonder Himeji had come to find Chen on the night after the Sannin's tournament ended and brought up some strange topics about their clans.

Chen had always found it strange, but he had never said or asked anything. Now, though, he was seeing it within the Genjutsu.

Still, it was hardly surprising.

Back then, Chen had only been two or three years old. She had merely been a girl he occasionally encountered by the roadside. Who would keep dwelling on who she was?

At that time, Chen had been more concerned with improving his strength, surviving properly within the clan, and figuring out how to punch Kaguya and kick Lord Madara...

Most importantly...

Could that rock have given me a concussion? Chen could not help thinking.

It was not impossible. After all, he had been only two or three years old when a rock hit him in the head...

Poor thing!

So Chen became like a passerby, carefully watching this forgotten memory.

Although the girl had not yet entered the Ninja Academy, she had come from a major clan and received the most basic training at home.

Gathering up her skirt, she was about to jump in when she saw the boy