Morning light spilled across the entire training ground, filling the crisp air with the scent of dew. Furin came running from a distance, her arms laden with a thick pile of heavy Ninjutsu scrolls. Her face was wreathed in smiles, and a few beads of sweat hung on her forehead—it was clear that her hurried sprint all the way here had been no easy feat.
"Phew—finally made it!" Furin stopped in her tracks, panting as she gently laid the scrolls on the ground, where they formed a small, neat mound.
Furin dusted off her hands, pulled the top few scrolls aside to select a few carefully chosen ones, and turned to Sakura with a smile. "Here, here, Sister Sakura, these are the medical Ninjutsu scrolls I promised you!"
Chapter 82