In mid-spring, sunlight filtered through the clouds over Konohagakure, casting a warm glow across the courtyard of the Uchiha Clan.
Beneath the cherry blossom tree, Furin stood gazing at the falling petals. The tree had bloomed three times now, each season bringing the passage of years, and she seemed to be changing quietly alongside them.
Furin looked up at the height chart marked on a pillar, measured herself with her hand, and stared at the high line.
Chapter 83