Shaoyu's life in Kirigakure Hospital was as low-key and regular as he planned.
Wearing an inconspicuous gray apprentice robe, he is always the first to arrive at the chore area he is responsible for and the last to leave.
He was meticulous when cleaning the equipment, his steps were steady when carrying the medicinal materials, and his expression remained calm when handling the blood and dirt.
He didn't talk much, answered questions concisely and respectfully, and his eyes were focused when he was studying and observing. He quickly left an impression on the official doctors and nurses of the hospital that he was down-to-earth, diligent, a little introverted, but with good understanding.
However, there was one thing that no matter how deliberately he kept a low profile or even fine-tuned his disguise to make his face appear more ordinary, he could not completely hide it.
That's why his body itself is so superior.
Five years of Lightning Release Nintaijutsu's extreme training gave him not exaggerated muscle tension, but a streamlined, perfect physique full of explosive power and endurance.
The height of 1.86 meters is already conspicuous among Kirigakure Ninja, who is generally not particularly tall, not to mention the slender figure that can be called the golden ratio formed through rigorous training.
Especially those legs, when the hem of the apprentice's robe is occasionally lifted, one can vaguely see their straight lines with a sense of power.
His skin appears fair after working indoors for a long time and deliberately reducing sunlight. However, this whiteness is not pathological, but like fine jade, showing a healthy luster.
Even though the facial contour has been fine-tuned through disguise, weakening Uchiha's exquisite sharpness, the straight bridge of the nose, the beautifully shaped thin lips, and the clear jawline still form an extremely outstanding face.
At first, this kind of prominence only caused some older doctors or nurses to look at him twice and talk to him privately.
"Mizunazuki Clan, that illegitimate son, looks quite upright, but it's a pity...".
But soon, things began to develop in a direction Shaoyu had not expected.
I don't know which day started, but in the corridors, waiting areas, and even courtyards of the hospital, there were gradually more and more young women who were not here to see a doctor.
They either "happened" to pass by or came "accompanying friends", and their eyes always drifted involuntarily to the tall figure in gray robe who was working silently in the cleaning area or quietly sorting medicinal materials in the pharmacy.
"Look, it's the new medical apprentice..."
"I heard that he is the illegitimate son of the Yuki Clan clan leader? He looks really good... not as bad as the rumors say."
"She's so tall, her legs are so long... and she looks good when she's working."
"The skin is so white, and the profile of the face is so good..."
"I heard that he doesn't like to talk much? His cold demeanor makes him even more..."
It was another afternoon with thick fog and a faint smell of disinfectant filling the air.
Kirigakure The hospital was as busy and depressing as ever, with the groans of the wounded, the calm instructions of the doctors and the crisp sounds of the collision of instruments intertwined together.
In the corridor outside the relatively quiet medicine sorting area of the hospital, two young female ninja figures were walking towards this side.
The female ninja walking in front has neat short hair, a pretty face, and lively eyes. Her name is Aoba. She is Mei Terumi's friend and colleague since childhood.
She was excitedly dragging the female ninja behind her, who was walking a little lazily, had long brown hair, and a charming face with a hint of impatience.
It is the genius who has emerged among the younger generation and has double Kekkei Genkai, Mei Terumi.
"Ming, just believe me once! Really! I promise not to lie to you!"
Aoba lowered his voice, but could not hide the excitement in his tone.
"That new medical apprentice is definitely your type! He is completely different from those guys who only know how to fight and kill all day long or are gloomy! He has a very clean temperament and looks... oh, you will know it when you see him!"
Mei Terumi was dragged by his friend. He sighed helplessly and rubbed his eyebrows.
"Aoba, I have said it many times, I am not interested in the man Kirigakure now."
"Kirigakure This place is either a lunatic or a conspirator, or a fool who only has a mission in his mind. What's there to see? Besides, this is a hospital, and we are here for business."
"Just taking a look won't delay the business!"
Aoba is unwilling to give up.
"It's right in front, outside the medicinal material sorting room, where he often sorts out the dried herbs! Just take a look! We'll leave as soon as we see it, I promise!"
Mei Terumi couldn't resist the pestering of my friends, and it did arouse some curiosity.
What kind of person is it that Aoba, who has always had a high level of vision, can admire him so much that he even describes him as "your favorite type"?
In her impression, the apprentices in the hospital were either fearful rookies or guys with bitter and hateful expressions on their faces.
"Okay, just one glance."
Mei Terumi reluctantly agreed, letting Aoba pull her, walking lightly, and quietly approached the covered open-air drying area outside the medicinal materials sorting room.
In the drying area, a tall figure wearing a gray apprentice robe was facing away from them, bending slightly and carefully putting certain hemostatic herbs dried in a dustpan into different medicine bags.
Just a back view is enough to make people look at him.
With his broad and straight shoulders, narrow waist, slender and straight legs, and the simple gray robe he wears, he actually has a strange, clean and neat aesthetic.
As if sensing the sight behind him, or perhaps just finishing the task at hand, the figure straightened up and turned around.
Time seemed to be stretched and stagnant at that moment.
Mei Terumi's originally lazy and casual gaze, with a hint of scrutiny, froze without any warning when it touched that face.
Underneath the jet-black hair is an almost perfect face with fair complexion and chiseled contours.
He stood there with a half-full medicine bag in his hand. His figure was as tall as a pine tree, and his whole body seemed to have a cool and calm aura, which was completely different from the gloomy, violent or depressive feeling prevalent in Kirigakure.
Just like... in the thick fog that has shrouded Land of Water all year round, a clear and bright sunlight suddenly shines through. It is not burning, but makes people unable to take their eyes away.
"Fuck..."
Mei Terumi whispered...
"Look! It's him! Mizunotsuki Uha!"
Aoba whispered excitedly into Mei Terumi's ear, but her voice seemed far away.
Mei Terumi did not respond.
She felt like her breathing was inexplicably stagnant, and her heart seemed to skip a beat.
She has met many men, strong men, wise men, ambitious men, even the aloof and formidable Third Mizukage.
But none of them could bring such a strong visual impact to her at first sight like the young man in front of her who was just a medical apprentice.
So handsome.
The illegitimate son of Mizunotsuki Uha...Yuki Clan? The rumored being who has no talent and is marginalized by the family?