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TSSITWON Chapter 66: The Story of Shizune Part 2
🕑 Added 2024-10-23 12:54:05 +0000 UTCAoki, who seemed to sense my admiration, smiled faintly before saying goodbye and leaving me with Tsunade.
Tsunade then took me to the grave of Uncle Dan Kato, where she began to tell stories about a man I never had the chance to know. Every word that came from Tsunade's mouth felt like a tale from afar, yet close to my heart. Uncle Dan Kato, it turned out, was a man who was so kind and brave. As Tsunade spoke, she not only shared stories of her past love but also about how Uncle Dan Kato inspired many people around him.
At the end of her story, Tsunade said in a firm yet warm voice, "From now on, you will be my student." That sentence left me speechless. Earlier, Aoki had told me that Tsunade was one of the greatest ninjas in Konoha, so without hesitation, I immediately accepted the offer. I knew this was an incredible opportunity. Time passed quickly after that decision was made.
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Five years have passed since that day, and during that time I underwent very rigorous training. Although I was not as talented in the medical field as Miss Tsunade had hoped, I still tried my hardest. Every time I failed, I got back up again. However, the reality remained unchanged: I was not talented, and sometimes, it felt so painful.
But I did not give up. Miss Tsunade often said that perseverance is more important than talent, and I held on to her words. In these five years, I also often met Aoki. Every time we met, we shared stories.
I would talk about my struggles under Tsunade's guidance, about my frustrations, about my admiration for my teacher. Aoki listened attentively, as usual, and at the end of each story, Aoki would give a faint smile, nodding as if he understood everything I felt.
Aoki also talked about his own training. Aoki, like me, trained very hard. I could see the changes in Aoki—from the boy I knew five years ago, he had now become a tough young man. Every time I saw Aoki, I could feel the magnitude of his struggles, just like my own.
Time continued to pass, but one thing remained the same: Aoki and I kept moving forward, even though the path we took was full of obstacles.
In the past five years, I often tried to cook for Aoki. I wanted to show my care, to give Aoki something he could enjoy after his hard training. But, like everything else, cooking was not my skill either.
Every time I tried, the result was always a failure—dishes that were too salty, overcooked, or even inedible. It felt like I was not talented not only in the medical field but also in the kitchen.
However, like my medical training, I did not give up. I kept trying, learning from my mistakes, day by day. As time went by, I finally felt a little more confident in the kitchen. In the medical field, although I had not reached an expert level, I began to be able to do important things—treating open wounds, extracting non-lethal poisons, and helping care for injured patients. All my efforts began to bear fruit, albeit slowly.
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That day, I went to Aunt Nansa's grave, Aoki's aunt, to replace the wilted flowers. Aoki rarely came there, so I felt the need to do it to honor the aunt who had passed away. However, to my surprise, that day I met Aoki there. Aoki stood silently, gazing at his aunt's grave peacefully, unaware of my presence.
I decided to approach Aoki slowly, but before I could say anything, Aoki spoke. In that moment, Aoki said something that made the world around me feel like it was shattering in an instant.
