Shino's Fighting Spirit: The Aburame Clan Would Not Lose to the Same Opponent Twice!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The approaching sound of wind immediately put Konoha's already tense group on alert.

Not only did the Anbu elite discreetly conceal their tracks within the dense forest, intending to deal with any enemy that might arrive...

"I am a failure. I hardly ever notice whether the sun is shining or not, because I have no time.

"My parents could not support me, and I was not well educated. Alone in the city, I searched for my future.

"I looked for many jobs, but none would hire me. Perhaps no one liked someone who was bad at speaking, unwilling to socialize, and unable to demonstrate sufficient ability.

"I went three whole days with only two loaves of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could remain in that dark basement instead of facing the unnaturally cold winter winds outside.

"At last, I found a job: night watchman at a hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The hospital was even colder at night than I had imagined. The corridor wall lamps were unlit, and everything was dim. I could only rely on the faint light leaking out from the rooms to see where I was stepping.

"It smelled awful there. From time to time, the dead were delivered stuffed into body bags, and we worked together to carry them into the morgue.

"It was not a good job, but at least I could afford bread. I could also use the free time at night to study. After all, hardly anyone was willing to come to the morgue unless a body needed to be delivered or taken away for cremation. Of course, I did not have enough money to buy books yet, nor could I see any hope of saving up