The birth of Mai Shiranui, the younger sister, brought boundless vitality and joy to the Shiranui family, which was shrouded in the shadow of war.

Xuanma's steps became much lighter when he went home each day, and he always had a silly smile on his face.

Although Huizi needed to rest, her face radiated happiness as she looked at the two men, one big and one small, surrounding her daughter.

Genma's pace of life has thus undergone subtle changes.

He continued his rigorous training, but every day without fail, he would take time to go home, even if it was just to sit quietly by the cradle and watch his little sister sleeping soundly.

He would use his chakra senses to carefully examine Mai's young body, feeling her vibrant and pure life force, to ensure that she was well.

Sometimes when Mai wakes up, she opens her big, dark eyes, which are not yet fully focused, and curiously "looks" at the world. Genma will then tease her with his fingers or imitate some interesting sounds, which often makes Mai grin and giggle.

The laughter was like the most beautiful music in the world, washing away the fatigue and solemnity that Xuanjian had accumulated from cultivation and sensing the approaching war.

"Grow up quickly, Xiao Wu."

Genma gently rocked the cradle, whispering to himself, "I will protect you well and let you live freely in a peaceful world."

The responsibility of becoming an older brother made his belief in becoming stronger more concrete and urgent.

He not only has to protect Konoha and Shizune, but now he also has a tiny life that he must protect with all his might.

As autumn deepens, fallen leaves flutter down.

The atmosphere in Konoha Village is becoming increasingly tense. Border frictions have gradually escalated into small-scale local conflicts, the list of casualties is growing longer, and rumors are circulating that the graduation exams at the Ninja Academy will be held ahead of schedule.

On this day, Xuanjian finished his daily cultivation and, as usual, went to the hospital first.

Tsunade's return greatly improved the hospital's efficiency, but with a constant stream of injured people arriving, the atmosphere remained busy.

Shizune was helping to prepare the medicine when she saw Genji and gave him a gentle smile.

"Have you come to see Lady Tsunade?"

Silently asked.

She knew that Genma would occasionally come to ask her about some advanced medical ninjutsu. Although Tsunade wasn't known for her good temper, she had a great appreciation for this gifted, calm, and studious young man.

Genma nodded, about to speak, when he saw Tsunade come out from the inner room, her face showing a hint of fatigue, but her eyes were sharp.

Upon seeing Genji, she immediately said, "Kid, you've come at the right time. Come with me to treat a wounded soldier. There are strange toxins remaining in his wounds. Your chakra perception is quite special; perhaps you can be of help."

Genma immediately agreed, as observing Tsunade treat complex injuries up close would be a valuable learning opportunity for him.

In the ward, a severely injured ninja lay unconscious, with a blackened wound on his calf and the surrounding tissue slowly dying.

While skillfully cleaning the wound, Tsunade explained the characteristics of the toxin and how to counteract it.

Genma focused his senses and indeed detected a cold, lingering, foreign chakra deep within the wound.

"Can you feel it?"

Tsunade glanced at him. "This toxin erodes the chakra pathways, and it's difficult to eradicate using conventional methods. We need a more precise chakra scalpel, like this..."

She demonstrated how to condense chakra into extremely fine threads, penetrate deep into the wound, and precisely remove the toxins.

Genji watched intently, his understanding, enhanced by the completion of his soul, allowing him to quickly grasp the subtleties within.

At Tsunade's instruction, he also tried to gather chakra to assist in some of the surrounding toxin cleansing work.

His control made Tsunade nod slightly.

After treating the wounded, Tsunade washed her hands and asked casually, "I heard you had a little sister?"

"Yes, Lady Tsunade."

Genma replied, "Her name is Mai Shiranui!"

"Mai Shiranui! Where the leaves dance, the fire never dies; what a fitting name!"

Tsunade praised, gazing at the withered trees outside the window. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "New life is always worth protecting. Take good care of your family, boy. In this world, being able to protect what you want to protect is a remarkable skill."

Her tone carried a subtle hint of weariness and感慨.

Genma knew that she was reminded of Duan and Rope Tree.

He nodded solemnly: "I will."

……

In the New Year of Konoha Year 43, there were no celebrations, no laughter, only an increasingly heavy war gloom and the sound of air raid sirens that seemed ready to explode at any moment.

Ten-year-old Genma Shiranui stood in his family's small courtyard, gazing at the gray sky.

The younger sister, Mai, was babbling in her mother Keiko's arms. Her clear voice mingled with the increasingly rapid clanging of kunai coming from the training ground in the distance, creating a highly discordant wartime scene.

As intelligence indicates, the battlefield situation has changed dramatically.

The bloody battle between Sunagakure and Kumogakure finally came to a stop with both sides suffering heavy losses.

However, the illusion of peace lasted only a few months.

The newly appointed Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, unexpectedly turned against Konoha in order to consolidate his position and divert attention from the numerous internal factional conflicts. He joined forces with Iwagakure, who also coveted the rich lands of the Land of Fire, and formally declared war on Konoha.

This is no longer a minor skirmish, but a full-scale war.

The Grass Country and the Rain Country, located between the three kingdoms, instantly became a bloodbath.

The brief silence was replaced by the roar of yellow sand, boulders, and explosive tags, along with the cold glint of ninja tools.

Konoha Village is under immense pressure from both the northwest (Iwagakure) and southwest (Sunagakure), its forces are stretched thin, and the number of casualties is rising alarmingly every day.

The atmosphere at the ninja academy had reached its limit.

The playful banter of the past has completely disappeared, replaced by silent physical training, precise and demanding shuriken throwing, and repeated practice of team tactics.

Every student's face was etched with a seriousness beyond their years.

What was bound to happen has finally happened.

On a gloomy morning, the sound of an emergency assembly bell ripped through the silence above Konoha, shattering the students' last vestiges of naive fantasy.

All eligible students, regardless of grade, were summoned to the playground.

On the high platform, it was no longer Teacher Funano Daikoku, but the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, wearing the Hokage's robes and with a solemn expression. Beside him stood several Jonin with cold expressions.

Without a lengthy address, Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze swept across the still-young faces of the people below the stage, faces forced to confront a cruel fate prematurely, his voice heavy with sorrow yet leaving no room for argument:

"Children, Konoha has reached its most critical moment! Our enemies are attempting to engulf our homes in war and slaughter our loved ones! Peace must be defended with blood! The future of Konoha depends on your hands! I hereby announce that the 34th Ninja Academy class will begin its early graduation assessment immediately!"

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