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1st August 1616
↬"𝑊𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑆𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑜. 𝑈𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦, 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢... 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑. 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑙𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢..." 𝐻𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑎𝑠 ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑆𝑎𝑘𝑢𝑟𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑎. "𝐼 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒..." 𝐻𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑘.↫

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1st July 1616

"𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍..." I whispered under my breath as I looked to the front. Her face was so pure, innocent, and devoid of any darkness. She had such a confident aura around her. Her analytical eyes saw through almost everyone. I noticed her glancing at a card. I couldn't see what was on the card. She was looking at it so intently yet she was in a daze. Her appearance was nothing like I'd seen before. It felt as if she was warming my heart with just her presence. I felt something when I looked at her. My cheeks felt as if they were burning. My heart was beating quickly.

𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕞𝕪. 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕖𝕣...

The demon inside me whispered with a murderous intent. For a second, I felt as if the demon was not there. It was like she made my demon disappear. How could she do that? How did she do that when she hadn't even looked at me once? Did she use a trick? Does she know about Shukaku?

𝔻𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕞𝕪 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕠 𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪! 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕒 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕓𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕞𝕖!
You're a racoon demon who whispers useless threats in my head and doesn't let me sleep. Why should I do the favor of fearing you?
𝔻𝕒𝕞𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥!
You're the one throwing tantrums when I don't kill people when you get hungry.
𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕦𝕡!
It's my brain. Just leave.
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There she is. She is bending down in her desk to fix her ninja boots. She solved the exam on her own. Was she that smart or was she a spy sent by the proctor? She is using a chakra string to communicate with her loud teammate while pretending to be bored. She looks so peaceful. Her hair reminds me of the Cherey Blossom trees in paintings and the print on kimonos. Her name was Sakura Haruno, her hair matched her name. Why was she pulling me in without even looking at me? What's her secret?

𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕥...
You know why I feel like this?

𝕆𝕗𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨! 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕠𝕗 𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕛𝕒𝕤.
Wow, thats old.

...𝕊𝕙𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕥! 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕠𝕨𝕟.
Tell me now or else... no more sweets for you.

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