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Under the blazing summer heat, Tsunade, dressed in a plain short-sleeved shirt, yawned boredly beneath the shade of a tree. This kind of weather was the most exhausting. With her personality, taking a nap was the finest enjoyment.
Eleven-year-old Tsunade had begun to grow up. Compared to her adorable little-girl state from back then, she could now barely be called a young lady, though her personality was still just as sly.
Ninjas of this era always matured earlier. At only eleven, Tsunade was already graceful and slim. Though she still lacked a touch of mature charm, she possessed the vitality unique to her age—a true beauty in the making.
Unfortunately, her later impressive twin peaks showed no signs of development yet. She was still like any other eleven-year-old girl, flat enough to be called an airfield.
Cicadas chirped tirelessly from the treetops, adding another trace of scorching heat to the midsummer day. Orochimaru, dressed in gray-white clothes, sat not far away, absorbed in a copy of Advanced Progression in Ninjutsu Deconstruction.
She curled her lips in boredom. She truly did not know how to evaluate this teammate and classmate of hers. Every time she saw him, she felt a chill run through her, as though he were a cold-blooded animal. He was usually uninterested in everything except ninjutsu. Moreover, he possessed an extraordinary obsession with ninjutsu. Most ninjas only needed to learn how to use a ninjutsu proficiently. But for him, he had to understand the principles behind it. That relentless drive to get to the bottom of things could sometimes seem utterly unreasonable. Even Teacher Hiruzen had been asked into angry embarrassment by him several times.
Then again, he even dared to ask where chakra came from. Wasn't that obvious? It was produced within the body through training.