Nest Hidden Village, hot spring inn.
Steam rose slowly into the air as Sarada relaxed her entire body in the hot spring.
The pleasantly warm water washed over her fair skin. Her flat chest barely broke the surface, her hair was soaked through, and sometimes she relaxed so completely that her whole body sank beneath the water.
After a night of emotional turmoil, she had finally recovered her eyes. The moment her eyeballs returned to their sockets, her two-tomoe Sharingan quietly began to turn.
The White-Robed Man stared at her eyes with a look of disappointed frustration. After such dramatic swings between despair and salvation, she had only gained one tomoe.
Still, progress was progress. As long as she was not standing still, that was the best outcome. He could not set his expectations for her too high.
After all, her father was the kind of man who awakened a one-tomoe Sharingan only after his entire clan died!
Thus, after a busy night, the White-Robed Man was still humane enough to let her rest here for a day. In any case, he was not in that much of a hurry.
The hot springs were divided by gender. On the other side of the wall, the White-Robed Man soaked in the water with a pale face.
"Cough, cough... Cough, cough!"
He covered his mouth and coughed painfully. A pool of blood spilled out involuntarily, instantly staining part of the spring red.
Though there were other guests nearby, they seemed not to notice the White-Robed Man at all and continued bathing in the hot spring.
The White-Robed Man's breathing gradually grew heavier. If he stayed here any longer, it would likely hasten his death.
He could only leave the hot spring for the time being. Before leaving, he used Water Release to