Dawn broke over the Land of Whirlpools.
Of course, it was not just because no one had died, but because the Land of Whirlpools' sun had arrived.
Even the most insecure Uzumaki would proudly lift their head upon learning that Tsunade had led them to victory against two great nations working together.
Then they would go bully a small nation.
Even if they could not beat the great nations, surely they could beat you!
They had repelled a joint offensive from two ninja villages without losing a single person from Konoha.
Once this record reached the Hokage's office, it would shut the Advisory Council up for at least six months.
She folded the list, tucked it into her ninja tool pouch, and turned toward the others cleaning up the battlefield.
The Konoha ninja quickly dispersed, each attending to their duties.
Tsunade jumped down from the high ground and walked over to the reef.
Amamiya Maki was sitting there. The bandage on his left shoulder had been replaced, and the emerald chakra of the Mystical Palm Technique still covered his wound.
A stack of ninja tools recovered from the battlefield lay beside him.
On the return journey, Tsunade grew curious.
"Your results this time were second only to the three of us. But I don't want numbers. I want to know how you chose your targets while operating alone behind enemy lines."
"Anyone alone, wounded, bandaging themselves, dragging wounded comrades, or reaching into their ninja tool pouch for a Soldier Pill. Anyone worse off than me was a target."
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"You certainly weren't picky. Those achievements are enough for a direct promotion to Chunin."
"But advancing too quickly might not be good for you. You're only six,