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TSSITWON Chapter 78: The One Who is Loved
🕑 Added 2024-10-31 12:08:30 +0000 UTCTsunade paused for a moment, then looked at Shizune with a firm gaze. "Shizune, if you just stay silent like this, you will never be able to be by Aoki's side. Instead of constantly worrying, it's better for you to focus on becoming stronger. Get some sleep, and tomorrow we will start training harder again. Only through real effort will you be able to be by Aoki's side, not by continuously worrying about Aoki's condition like this."
Shizune was taken aback by Tsunade's words, but Tsunade's words ignited a spirit within her heart. Then Shizune looked at Tsunade with determination. "Thank you, Miss Tsunade. I will do as you suggest. I will train harder so that I can be by Aoki's side… to protect Aoki, if necessary. Good night, Miss Tsunade."
Tsunade smiled slightly at Shizune's determination. As the girl returned to her room, Tsunade sighed and gazed at the night sky. "And your niece is truly amazing," Tsunade whispered, "even though Shizune doesn't have a natural talent in medicine, she is a hard worker. Shizune is ready to fight for the one she loves." Tsunade clenched her fist, making a promise in her heart. "I will train Shizune well, ensuring she becomes stronger… and that she does not die in vain."
With a melancholic gaze, Tsunade looked at the vast sky, thinking of hopes, struggles, and the figures that meant so much to her.
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(The Forest Where Aoki Is)
In the quiet midnight, as the clock struck one, Aoki woke up from his sleep after two hours of slumber. Yawning widely, Aoki stretched his body, feeling the stiffness in his muscles from sleeping on a not-so-comfortable tree branch.
After carefully descending the tree branches, Aoki set his feet on the damp ground covered with leaves. That night, the forest felt mysterious, with the sound of rustling wind weaving through the branches.
"Alright, let's get started," Aoki murmured, looking puzzled. "But what Breathing Technique should I use...?"
Furrowing his brow, Aoki recalled everything he had learned. Suddenly, a light of hope appeared in Aoki's eyes. "Ah, mist! The Breathing Technique that comes from the element of mist." A wide smile spread across Aoki's face.
"Considering mist is water vapor, or it could even be said to be related to clouds, this shouldn't be too difficult. It's still related to Mizu no Kokyu," Aoki thought, looking more serious and determined.
"Now, what technique should I create first?" Aoki tried to remember his initial goal. "Ah, right! I want to create a clone. Let's create the Clone Technique!"
With renewed enthusiasm, Aoki began to concentrate. He took a deep breath, trying to summon the mist element he wanted to create. He imagined a fine mist enveloping him, and slowly, Aoki began to gather energy within his body.
However, after two hours of effort, only a little mist appeared. When it finally emerged, the mist lasted only one second before disappearing.
"That's okay," Aoki reassured himself. "As the wise say, failure is just success delayed." Although those words contained truth, Aoki's spirit began to wane.
After three hours of struggling without results, frustration overwhelmed Aoki. His attempts to conjure the mist always ended in failure. Relentlessly, Aoki felt despair gnawing at his hopes, as if every breath he took only erased all the progress he wanted to achieve.
With a deep sense of hopelessness, Aoki gazed at the night sky, hoping to find inspiration. Aoki knew that the journey to master this Breathing Technique was not over, and he had to find a way to rekindle his fighting spirit.
"Damn it! Why does this always fail? Didn't I manage to produce a thin mist that could last for one second before?" Aoki grumbled, his expression a mix of frustration and confusion.
