When Ming Jing woke up, it was already the next morning. His head did not hurt as much, but the bitter taste in his mouth was still unbearable.
Ming Jing struggled to his feet, pressed one hand to his temple, and walked out of the room. "Qing Yan, did you feed me some coptis soup while I was asleep?"
"I did not." Qing Yan was indeed practicing horse stance outside the room. When he saw Ming Jing staggering out, he immediately stopped training and helped him into a chair. Konan had arranged the room. They were still outside Amegakure, in a house on the outskirts that Akatsuki used as a stopover when carrying out missions.
"Ugh... can I have some water?..." Ming Jing asked with a frown. Qing Yan took the water flask from his waist and handed it to his Young Master. Ming Jing swished the water around in his mouth several times, then spat it out. He felt much better afterward.
"You're awake." Konan walked in just then. Seeing that some color had returned to Ming Jing's face, she smiled.
"Yeah, thank you for yesterday." Ming Jing nodded. Looking at the bundle in Konan's hands, he smiled and asked, "Don't tell me that's breakfast for us?"
"Mm, though it's not as tasty as the food in the Land of Fire." As she spoke, Konan placed the bundle on the table and opened it. Inside were several flatbreads and some dried fish. Ming Jing picked up a flatbread and took a bite. It tasted a little like the baked flatbread he had once eaten in China.
He nodded in satisfaction. "Mm, it's pretty good!"
"Mm, hurry up and finish. Then I'll go with you to find the place marked on Orochimaru's map!" Konan nodded and began nibbling on a