After a night of wild battle, the three women only woke one after another on the following evening. Even Kushina, who had been knocked out in the first half of the night, woke at nearly the same time as the other two. Then she started crying, though no tears came out—she had cried herself dry long ago.
"Liars! You're all liars! Big liars!"
Uzumaki Kushina felt she had been deceived. Everyone had deceived her.
"From now on, let's sleep in the same room as Sister Tsunade."
Uzumaki Kousou weakly made the suggestion. They had truly hovered between life and death earlier, and the feeling was impossible to describe in words.
And that had been Hiroshi treating them gently. If he had been more vigorous, they would definitely have broken.
They had originally thought they could take turns in a relay battle, but Kushina had slept until now before waking, and the other two had been the same.
No wonder Sister Tsunade and the others had insisted on recruiting them. If they had not brought more people in, they really would have broken.
Hiroshi was not merely powerful. His combat skills had far surpassed their imagination. They had been on entirely different levels, and they had been crushed from the very beginning.
Just then, footsteps came from outside the door. Kushina, who had still been crying silently, instantly changed her expression and put on the air of a cold goddess.
She would never expose her weak side to that damned brat. Last night had simply been a mistake. She had not been prepared, and it had been her first time. It was only reasonable that her combat strength and willpower had been lacking. Next time, she would definitely reclaim her dignity.
"Get up and eat."
Tamura Hiroshi pushed a small cart