In the empty training ground, a long-haired, black-haired Byakugan boy practiced his palm strikes with a stern expression, again and again, as if trying to create some new variation from these incredibly simple palm techniques.
"If your father could see what you had achieved today, he would surely be very pleased... Neji."
"..." Neji silently withdrew his palms, closed his eyes, and said with his back to the man behind him, "What do you need, Clan Head?"
Hiashi looked at his own nephew, at his unruly yet fate-accepting demeanor, and sighed inwardly. After a moment of silence, he said, "Come with me, Neji. There is something I want you to see..."
Sakura wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked happily at the large fish beneath her hands, which had regained its vitality.
A few days ago, Teacher Kurenai had assigned her to Konoha's medical unit, where she had begun learning some simple Medical Ninjutsu and medical knowledge. Sakura did not understand why Teacher Kurenai had done this, but since her teacher had said, "This is extremely important for you," Sakura could not refuse.
But what saddened her was that, because she had been staying in the medical unit, Sakura had not heard in time that Sasuke had left the village. By the time she came to her senses, he had already been gone for two days...
That day, Sakura stood blankly at the village gate for a long time before silently returning to the medical unit.
Although the senior members of the medical unit often praised her with remarks like, "Sakura, you understand and absorb theoretical knowledge so quickly," "Sakura, your Chakra control is truly outstanding," and "Sakura, you're a genius at learning Medical Ninjutsu"... none of it could truly make her happy.
Until today...
"You're Sakura Haruno,