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The night air was cool, with a crisp breeze that sent a welcome shiver down my spine as I made my way to Aiko's house. It was late—well past the time I'd usually bother someone with a visit—but this wasn't something I could delay. These past few days had been a whirlwind, stirring emotions I hadn't felt since I was an active jōnin, fighting my way through S-rank missions.
Shock. Awe. Even envy—though I'd sooner swallow kunai than admit it out loud.
Envious of a four-yea ...
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