Red Nara

I was glad I'd thought to give Sakumo a couple of clone scrolls - besides the distance test, three fighters with kage-level chakra reserves and a tendency to suiton came in handy. In spite of the mission, Hatake was not only able to accomplish the original goal, but also did not abandon his captured partners, even though I had to rescue them with a copy of him.

Why does this situation seem so familiar? After some more thought, I sighed and had to admit defeat - I couldn't remember anything important on this topic. Unfortunately, not for the first time. My past life began to fade and fade in my memory under the pressure of new impressions, and small details were lost in the years that had passed. Well, if I don't remember, it's probably nothing important, so there's nothing to break my head over.

- Ma, I'm done with the salad! What else is there to do?

- Wash the fruit and put it in the vase," she said.

- Got it!

Rather than rake up the past, it is better to focus on the present - still on every day you celebrate thirty-five years of the woman who gave birth to you and raised you, although with the latter I managed and myself.

However, even despite such a solid age by local standards, she will always be young and beautiful for me, moreover, some promising research in this direction is already underway, using the oldest captives as test subjects. Naturally, with a lot of precautions to prevent a lethal outcome, and so far no such case has happened, but the research itself is much less dangerous than those for which shinobi are used.

After all, the main goal is not to prolong life for dozens of years (although we can think about that later), but to slow down the appearance of signs of aging and completely remove the consequences of active combat life. No matter what preventive measures I take, the health of veterans will always be worse than that of their peers who didn't receive a huge number of wounds throughout their lives.

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- Ryo? - A familiar face peeked through the open office door.

- Taro? What are you doing here? - I raised an eyebrow, recognizing my partner.

- I'm here to see you," he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

- Is something bothering you? Then why did you wait in line at the hospital instead of coming straight home? - I frowned worriedly. - Did my arm really start to bother me? You didn't seem to have any other serious wounds.

- No, no, I'm fine. I'm not the one who needs to be examined," Rotaro waved his hands and beckoned to someone outside.

- Not you? - I raised an eyebrow and watched with growing suspicion as he dragged a kunoichi I knew well into the office.

- So, let me guess - you want to check her for pregnancy, right? - I sighed.

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