It had been more than two years since they last met, and Shisui, that little kid back then, had grown a lot.
Though only nine years old, he carried a composure and maturity that seemed far beyond his years.
Ever since graduating early from the Ninja Academy, Shisui had worn a dark, high-collared short-sleeved shirt with triangular armor guards on his upper body, matching trousers, and white bandages wrapped around his calves.
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