News that Chihane had woken up soon spread throughout the camp.
Some of the camp's Jonin came in groups to visit him. Everyone wanted to know when he would recover.
Shikaku Nara had barely left before Jonin Sasaki arrived. As soon as Jonin Sasaki left, another Jonin came.
For a while, the normally quiet Medical Tent became the camp's liveliest little marketplace.
"You bastards! Don't you know patients need rest? All of you, get out!"
But had anyone asked whether Boss Tsunade approved of all this commotion on her turf? Irritated by the noise, Tsunade walked into the tent with a dark expression and chased away everyone fussing over Chihane.
"Hahaha! I've been hospitalized for so long, and I never had this many visitors. Not bad, kid!"
Jiraiya, who could already move around a little, teased Chihane as he lay in bed, wrapped up like a little ball.
"Hmm, maybe it's because you lost, Uncle Jiraiya?"
Although he couldn't move his body, Chihane still had a nimble tongue, and he put it to slightly venomous use.
At Chihane's words, Jiraiya's grinning face instantly fell.
"I was just showing respect for my elders! Looks like you need me to take good care of you, brat!"
Jiraiya had been annoyed, but then he remembered that Chihane was stuck in bed, unable to move. Letting out a strange "geh-heh-heh" laugh, he reached his wicked hands toward Chihane!
"That's enough, Jiraiya!"
At the crucial moment, Chihane's big sister Tsunade came through for him, slamming an energetic fist down on Jiraiya's head.
"Ow, that hurts! Tsunade, I'm injured too!"
Jiraiya clutched his aching head and complained indignantly.
But when he saw Tsunade raise her fist again, he quietly shut his mouth and burrowed under his blanket.
"Big Sister Tsunade, I could actually recover in two