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Sentaro couldn’t help but notice the sudden appreciation and encouragement in the eyes of a Hyuga woman as he spoke about his dream to become a great leader someday. Her supportive cheer was contagious, and soon enough, the other shinobi around him, including the Hokage himself, began cheering...

“Ehh! Well, y’know…” Sentaro began, scratching the back of his head awkwardly, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him—especially when Tentai brought up the part about the girls. He’d tried talking to a few of them, but he lacked the charm to keep them interested. Most times, they’d either...

Sentaro's ears perked up when Tentai called his name, drawing his attention away from the snacks. Turning to face his sensei, he listened carefully as Tentai asked for his thoughts on the energy in the room. Sentaro's expression shifted into a puzzled look, unsure of what Tentai was getting at...

Sentaro's head jolted forward as Tentai smacked him upside the head, knocking some sense into him for reading the dirty magazine. Rubbing the back of his head, Sentaro clenched his teeth and shot a squinted glare at his sensei, half annoyed, half acknowledging that Tentai was right. He knew...

Sentaro raised an eyebrow when he heard Tentai talk about never underestimating someone weaker, especially when they have someone to protect. The concept seemed a bit foreign to him; he had never been in a real life-or-death situation where he had to defend someone he truly cared about. The...

"...I’m not going to be offered up as a sacrifice, am I?" Sentaro thought nervously, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. Despite his usual bravado, the thought of being used as a bargaining chip made him uneasy. More than that, though, he was deeply embarrassed by being carried around...

Suddenly, Sentaro felt a firm grip on the back of his shirt, yanking him up from his seat, where he was munching on some good wings. “Huh? Hey, let me go!” he exclaimed, already recognizing the familiar presence behind him. As he was lifted into the air, he turned to see none other than Tentai...

A while back… With a swift, fluid motion, Sentaro flash-steps onto the rooftop of one of Uzushiogakure's towering structures, his feet barely making a sound as he lands. His body moves with the grace and speed of a seasoned shinobi, his red hair streaming behind him like a comet’s tail. He...