Night, at the orphanage.
"Lately, the war has become increasingly severe... Konoha's wounded are becoming more and more numerous..."
Granny Kelly sighed.
Although helping Konoha brought in money and allowed the orphanage to continue operating during wartime,
it was ultimately not a good thing.
"Director, if this continues, I'm afraid something bad will happen..."
Kamp, whose hair had turned gray, adjusted his glasses.
Over the past few years, they had become too deeply entangled with Konoha.
Konoha's reliance on the orphanage also left Kamp feeling uneasy.
After all, that was the world of ninjas.
It was different from the world of ordinary people like them.
After discussing the matter for a while,
everyone went to rest.
They would have to get up early again tomorrow to treat the wounded.
"..."
Yakushi Nonō sat in a chair, staring straight ahead.
After a while, she also rose and prepared to go to bed.
When she entered the room...
she suddenly swung out her right hand.
A faint green glow ignited between the fingers of her tightly closed palm.
Danger.
When a ninja encountered danger, they would instinctively react this way.
Even though Yakushi Nonō was now a Medical Ninja who saved lives and healed the wounded,
it still could not change her true nature.
The A-Rank Mission Mystical Palm Technique could cut through muscle and even bone.
However, it had a fatal weakness in its attack range.
The Mystical Palm Technique could only envelop an area up to the wrist.
As long as one avoided that area, one could counterattack without suffering any injuries.
This point
had been witnessed by Hyuga Sho years ago, when Kitōmaru dealt with Yakushi Nonō.
Hyuga Sho, who was lurking in the darkness, deliberately allowed Yakushi Nonō to notice him.
Yakushi Nonō immediately swung out her other