"Yu, Lady Tsunade, what were you talking about just now?"
Yuhi Kurenai's voice came from behind them, bright and cheerful. "Ha, I finally finished that surgery. Practice with me later, Yu? I've had a few insights into the Genjutsu-Body Technique recently, but I don't know how well it works in a real fight. I've been wanting to spar with someone."
"Sure."
Mikami Yu dropped the subject of hemophobia and turned to Kurenai, who was looking at him expectantly. He nodded. "You did a lot of work during that surgery. Consider this sparring session my thanks."
Beside them, Tsunade glanced between Mikami Yu and Yuhi Kurenai with an amused look, then stretched. "Well, I've been itching for a fight these past couple of days. Since I'm free anyway, why don't I check how your training is coming along? I can see what Shinku's daughter is capable of, too."
"That works."
Mikami Yu had no objection.
He was no weaker than Tsunade now, so he had no reason to fear her assessment.
Besides, as a veteran Jonin from a major clan, Tsunade still had a far greater stock of Ninjutsu than he did.
If he could pick up another technique or two—or a skin—from her while he was at it, all the better.
Kurenai, on the other hand, looked a little nervous. She couldn't shake the feeling that her modest skills might not impress the strongest kunoichi in the Shinobi World. If she couldn't last more than a few moves, it would be embarrassing—
That premonition of hers—
Came true about ten minutes later.
On the sandy training ground behind the Zhuohua Town Outpost.
Thud! Tsunade's fist struck flesh, and she and Kurenai sprang apart.
Tsunade shook out her wrist and looked at Kurenai, who had fallen to the ground several meters