The man approaching was Uchiha Dan.
He wore no cloak, no straw hat.
So, Tsunade immediately noticed the purple pentagram birthmark below his left neck.
Yes, it was him.
At this moment, Tsunade finally confirmed that this man was the mysterious Uchiha she had encountered on Short Book Street.
She couldn't help but feel her heart race, instinctively feeling a wave of nervousness.
Hmm?
Dan noticed Tsunade's gaze.
So.
His gaze shifted from his nephew to the blond nobleman, his eyes locked onto the latter like a tiger stalking its prey.
Under Dan's aggressive gaze, Tsunade felt a jolt of surprise, and the chakra maintaining her transformation technique couldn't help but fluctuate momentarily.
"The gym owner, this is a customer who came to inquire about fitness." Samui introduced the blond nobleman to Dan when she noticed his attention.
"Hello."
Dan walked up to Tsunade and extended a large hand.
"...Hello." Tsunade forced herself to remain calm, also extending a hand to shake Dan's.
"Why are your hands sweating? You seem nervous." Dan asked.
"Do I?"
Tsunade shivered slightly, then forced a smile, "Maybe... it's just my constitution. I naturally sweat easily."
"I see."
Dan nodded, then asked, "Are you from the village? I don't think I've seen you around."
Upon hearing this, Tsunade gradually regained her composure and introduced her prepared identity: "Well, I'm a medical ninja traveling through various countries, hoping to broaden my horizons and hone my medical skills through travel. Oh, and my name is Dan."
Every time she transformed into this appearance, she would use the name of her late first love, Dan Kato.
As soon as she finished speaking.
"You're a medical ninja? Your name is Dan too? What a coincidence, it's the same as our gym owner's."
Samui was very surprised.
"Hehe, I heard about your gym owner's name and was very curious, so I came over on a whim."
Tsunade said with a smile, admiring her own wit in her heart.
Sharing the same name.
This was indeed a good excuse.
As she had hoped.
"It seems we're quite fated."
Dan also rarely showed a smile, his expression softened, seemingly having a good impression of this medical ninja who shared his name.
"Yes, yes." Tsunade also laughed and echoed, pretending to be very surprised.
At this point, Dan noticed that Itachi was still half-lying on the ground, not getting up.
He couldn't help but worry about his nephew: "Itachi, why are you lying on the ground? Be careful not to catch a cold, get up quickly."
Itachi: "..."
You have the nerve to ask me why I'm lying on the ground?
He looked resentful, struggling to get up with his hand on the ground, but failed. In the end, he could only helplessly tell Dan:
"Uncle, I think my leg is injured."
"How can you be so careless?"
Dan frowned, thinking that his nephew was really troublesome.
With no other choice, he had to squat down to check. After tearing open Itachi's pant leg, he found a large area of severe bruising below the latter's right knee.
Dan was good at beating people, but healing them was not his forte.
Fortunately, there happened to be a medical ninja here today.
So.
Dan looked up at Tsunade: "Could you take a look at my nephew? He's a genius of the Uchiha. If he becomes a cripple because of a leg injury, it would be a great loss for the Uchiha. Of course, the fee is not a problem."
Tsunade glanced at Itachi's knee. The bruise was not too bad, but there was a cut in the middle with fresh blood seeping out, which made her feel dizzy again.
However.
Not wanting to give herself away, Tsunade agreed despite her fear of blood: "Of course, I'd be happy to help."
After saying that, she squatted down to check Itachi's injury.
Then she rolled up her sleeves, ready to perform medical ninjutsu.
The others who were exercising nearby, including Inohi, Tetsuhi, and Hachidai, also gathered around, concerned about the injured Itachi, while casting doubtful glances at Tsunade.
They were a bit worried. This medical ninja, who shared the same name with the gym owner and suddenly appeared out of nowhere, could he really heal Itachi's injury?
What if he was a fake doctor?
If that was the case, she wouldn't be able to leave the gym today.
Under the gaze of Dan, Samui, Itachi, and a group of Uchihas.
Tsunade slowly raised her hands, approaching Itachi's knee.
Her gaze was focused, her hands steady, not shaking at all, showing her inner calm and confidence.
The next second.
Humming.
A gentle green light emitted from Tsunade's palm, seeping into Itachi's knee.
Like spring rain in the night, silently nourishing everything.
To everyone's surprise, the bruise on Itachi's knee disappeared at a visible speed, and the surrounding skin quickly returned to normal.
Moreover, the wound on the bruise also healed quickly, forming a scab.
It took less than a minute in total.
The injury on Itachi's knee was healed, reducing the original severe pain to a slight ache.
This is... Mystical Palm Technique.
Samui's eyes narrowed, recognizing that "Dan" was using a fairly advanced medical ninjutsu.
As far as she knew.
Even among the medical ninja of the Hidden Cloud Village, there were only a few who could master this A-rank medical ninjutsu.
From this, it seemed.
This medical ninja, also named Dan, was indeed not an ordinary person.
"Thank you... Dr. Dan."
Itachi thanked Tsunade, although her name made him feel a bit awkward.
Under everyone's gaze, he tried to stand up again and did so easily.
"Amazing!"
Seeing this, Inohi, Tetsuhi, and Hachidai and the others couldn't help but applaud, giving "Dr. Dan" a thumbs up.
The Uchiha might be proud, but they always respected and praised those who truly had skills.
"Itachi, you can go now."
Dan signaled his nephew to leave.
So far, as an uncle, he had beaten Itachi three times. Dan estimated that a few more times, and Itachi's personality should be changed.
Hmm, that's good.
Then, Dan invited Tsunade to the reception room with a smile, paid the medical fee.
After confirming that her medical skills were not problematic.
Dan finally revealed his true intention: "I'm looking for someone to perform a surgery, I wonder if you'd be interested in helping. As I said before, the fee is not a problem."
"May I ask... what kind of surgery? I may not be able to handle it."
Tsunade was very modest, probing for information.
Dan said straightforwardly:
"Don't worry, it's not a major surgery, just an eye transplant for a friend of mine. If you think you can do it, name your price."
The friend he was referring to was naturally Kakashi.
Regarding the matter of retrieving Kakashi's Sharingan, Dan originally wanted to ask his brother-in-law to find someone within the Uchiha who was both capable of performing the surgery and trustworthy.
Such a person was hard to find.
But now, with a top-notch medical ninja coming to him, it saved him a lot of trouble.
Upon hearing this, Tsunade was somewhat tempted.
As long as she agreed to Dan's request, she could naturally get close to him and investigate his background. Maybe she could even find an opportunity to retrieve her necklace.
More importantly.
Tsunade was really short of money right now, she could barely afford the inn and had to squeeze into a standard room with Shizune.
When was she not short of money?
In any case.
Accepting this job seemed to be a win-win situation for Tsunade.
But on the surface, she pretended to be reserved, feigning hesitation in her reply to Dan: "Can I think about it?"
"Of course, as long as you give me an answer within three days."
Dan readily agreed and instructed Samui to escort Tsunade to the door.
Watching Tsunade's retreating figure.
Dan's Sharingan quietly activated.
Under the scrutiny of these eyes, Tsunade's figure became blurry for a moment, then...
A pair of golden pigtails appeared in Dan's vision. Further down was a slender waist and voluptuous hips, definitely not a man's figure.
Dan's Sharingan, although also a three-tomoe, was much stronger than the average three-tomoe, second only to the Mangekyou.
Plus, Tsunade had given herself away when they first met, so he saw through her identity.
That's right, it was Tsunade.
This woman had actually returned to the village.
And, judging by Tsunade's behavior just now, she had clearly recognized Dan.
But so what?
Dan was still indifferent.
He watched Tsunade leave the gym, then turned and went back to his room to rest.
A night passed without incident.
The crescent moon set in the west, and the sun rose in the east.
The first ray of morning light shone through the window of the inn, causing Tsunade, who was lying in bed, to stir, but she didn't open her eyes.
She was a bit off.
At this moment, Tsunade was curled up on her side, her brows furrowed in her sleep, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She had a terrible dream.
In the dream.
Tsunade slowly opened her eyes and found herself in a dense forest. As she was wondering, a familiar voice came from behind her.
"Sis!"
Tsunade was startled, turned around in surprise, and saw a cute boy with brown hair and big eyes, smiling brightly at her.
It was her beloved younger brother, Nawaki.
Nawaki walked towards Tsunade, arms wide open, wanting to give his sister a big hug.
But the next second.
Tsunade's gaze moved down from Nawaki's face, only to see...
Her brother's entire chest had been opened, his internal organs completely hollowed out. Further down, his legs had been blown off by explosive tags, and he was floating in mid-air.
"Ah!"
Tsunade screamed, terrified, and backed away, her hands on the ground.
Just then.
"Tsunade..."
Another voice came from the side. It was a young man with gray-blue hair and emerald eyes, looking at Tsunade with a face full of love, softly calling her name.
It was Dan Kato.
Only, this Dan Kato was no better than Nawaki, with a large hole in his abdomen, his kidneys completely shattered, a sight too gruesome to behold.
"Ah!"
Tsunade screamed again, got up from the ground, and ran away without looking back.
But Nawaki and Dan Kato, like maggots attached to bones, kept haunting her, whispering in her ear.
"Sis, save me..."
"Tsunade, don't leave us..."
Tsunade's will finally collapsed.
In the inn room.
Whoosh.
Tsunade sat up, waking up from the nightmare in a cold sweat. She was panting heavily, her chest heaving, her eyes full of bloodshot veins.