"Well, that depends on you."
Inoue even forgave what Mirai had said, then asked, "Do you have anything else to do tonight? If not, would you like to have dinner with me?"
Was this a date?
Mirai was a little confused and did not quite understand Ino's way of doing things, but naturally, he had no reason to refuse her invitation and gladly agreed.
Upon hearing Mirai's promise, Inoue blushed slightly and patted him on the shoulder. "Meet me here at seven tonight. Don't forget!"
After saying that, Ino jogged out of Mirai's sight.
Mirai was somewhat puzzled, but girls' minds were always full of wild ideas, so he did not dwell on it.
However, seeing Inoue reminded Mirai of another girl.
"I wonder how Ikeda is doing..."
On the day of hospitalization, in the training room.
There were only two people sparring with each other in the spacious training room.
"No, you should have cut at your opponent's left arm here... You should pay attention to defense when attacking... Your rhythm is far too messy. Is this how you train?!"
Hyuga Hiashi wore a long coat, his expression stern. He casually blocked the attack and pointed out the other person's flaws. As time passed, Hyuga Hiashi's expression grew increasingly unsightly.
When the attacker stepped forward stiffly and struck toward his torso, Hyuga Hiashi finally shook his head helplessly. One hand blocked the attack, while the other lightly reached out and tapped the attacker's left shoulder.
Thump...
Although Hyuga Hiashi had not infused his hand with chakra, its force was still not to be underestimated. The blow immediately sent the person flying with a dull impact.
"Ah..."
The person who had been struck let out a delicate cry and staggered onto the cold floor. She wanted to get up