“I wasn’t at Ino-chan’s house!” Sakura squealed, made reckless by her success. “I got an apprenticeship with Jiraiya-sama!”
Her mother went still. “No bee stings, then? Or bites?”
“No! No, I’m fine! And I’ve got an apprenticeship with Jiraiya-sama!”
“If you weren’t showing your frog to Ino-chan, where were you?” her mother asked as she
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