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"So they want you to be a shinobi, then?" Obaba asks a hard glint in her eyes.
Sakura hangs her head, wiping blood off her brow.
She remembered the Kazekage's instructions—"You owe us, girl." He'd said, "You owe us more than you know."—and nodded.
"Fucking bastards. You're four and a half."
"Foot soldier." Sakura says through a pronounced lisp. "I ain't no fool."
Obaba turns piercing dark eyes to her. The skin of her face is heavy with age, nearly falling off her bones.
"No." Obaba says quietly. "You ain't no fool, girl."
Sakura nodded. Then sat down on the step of the front door, a shy grin slipping onto her face.
"Mandarins?" She asks hopefully.
Obaba scoffs. "In the kitchen."
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