"Rounds! Everyone lie down!"
Nonō seemed like a different person here. The little girl clapped her hands, and her presence instantly overwhelmed the entire room.
"All right! You all keep chatting, leave this place to me!"
The little girl skillfully changed into a white coat and began her rounds. The patients could not be bothered to pay attention to Dai and Satoru anymore.
"...Saved."
Satoru and the others wiped away their sweat and deeply thanked Nonō before turning their attention back to Dai.
"Tsk... I was originally going to have Nonō take a look at you, Big Brother Dai, but it seems you've already been treated?"
Satoru patted Dai's heavily bandaged leg, making him grimace and suck in a sharp breath.
"Brother Satoru! That hurts, hurts..."
"The doctor said Big Brother Dai's muscle and bone injuries have already been set. He just needs to wait for them to heal.
"It's wartime, and there are only so many Medical Ninjas. They prioritize life-threatening injuries. Injuries like Big Brother Dai's will be sent back to the village for recovery."
Shikaku weighed a box of ointment in his hand. "Our Nara Clan's special medicine is quite effective. I believe Big Brother Dai will recover before long."
"Satoru~~ I finally get to see you! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Stock up more bread for me!"
Just as Satoru was about to speak, Choza, with bandages around his head and left hand, dragged him away.
"It's terrible! Absolutely terrible, you know?" Choza patted his stomach with his uninjured right hand, where a large character for "food" was written—
The famous mark of the Akimichi Clan.
"I've eaten all the bread you left behind! I feel like I've gotten a whole lot fatter!"
"Well... being a little plumper is pretty cute. Don't fuss over that sort of thing..."