At the Ninja Academy, the Medical Special Training Class was in full session.
The classroom carried a faint but persistent smell of medicinal herbs, mixed with the slightly unpleasant scent of raw fish—an unavoidable part of their training materials. Rows of students stood around their workstations, each focusing intently on the task before them.
Standing at the front of the room, Aosui addressed the class in a calm and steady tone.
"Today, everyone will continue practicing the Mystical Palm Technique. If you encounter any problems or have questions, come to me immediately."
His voice wasn't loud, yet it carried a quiet authority that made every student instinctively straighten their posture.
The Mystical Palm Technique, though classified as a D-rank Medical Ninjutsu, was significantly more complex than the basic E-rank Three Body Techniques taught in the regular curriculum. It required not only precise chakra control but also an understanding of the human body—something most academy students were only beginning to grasp.
Even for these carefully selected students, all of whom had passed strict evaluations to join the special class, mastering it was far from easy.
According to Aosui's estimation, if they worked diligently, it would still take most of them at least a month to achieve basic proficiency.
And that wasn't the end.
Beyond the Mystical Palm Technique lay the C-rank Hemostasis Technique—a much more advanced skill that required even finer chakra manipulation.
Ideally, by the end of the semester, all twenty-three students would become qualified Medical Ninjas.
But that was only the ideal outcome.
After giving his instructions, Aosui allowed the class to begin their practice.
Each student picked up a fish prepared in advance, its body deliberately cut to simulate injuries. With focused expressions, they began channeling chakra into their hands, attempting to close wounds and accelerate healing.
Some students succeeded in stabilizing the injuries, though their results were uneven. Others struggled, their chakra either too weak or too unstable, causing the wounds to worsen instead.
Aosui observed them for a moment before forming a hand seal.
A shadow clone appeared beside him.
Leaving the clone behind to supervise the main class, Aosui turned and gestured for three students to follow him.
Kurenai Yuhi, Rin Nohara, and Shizune.
The three of them exchanged quick glances before following him into a nearby classroom.
Once inside, Aosui closed the door and turned to face them.
"Today," he said, "I will teach you your second Medical Ninjutsu—the C-rank Hemostasis Technique."
The moment those words left his mouth, all three girls straightened, their expressions turning serious.
Aosui didn't waste time with lengthy explanations.
Instead, he demonstrated.
He picked up a fish with a deep bleeding wound and raised his hand, chakra gathering at his palm. A soft green glow enveloped his hand as he carefully pressed it against the injury.
Within moments, the bleeding slowed… then stopped entirely.
The wound stabilized, no longer spilling blood.
"This," Aosui explained, "is the Hemostasis Technique. Its primary function is to stop bleeding and stabilize injuries. It is one of the foundational techniques required for all Medical Ninjas."
He paused briefly, letting his words sink in.
"Once you can use this technique proficiently, you can be considered qualified Medical Ninjas."
Rin and Shizune's eyes lit up instantly.
Unlike Kurenai, who had joined the class more out of curiosity, the two of them had dreamed of becoming Medical Ninjas from the very beginning.
To hear that their goal was now within reach—it was impossible for them to remain calm.
Kurenai, though quieter, also felt a subtle stirring in her heart.
"Alright," Aosui continued, stepping aside. "Begin your practice. Remember—stay calm. Losing control of your emotions will disrupt your chakra, and failure will follow."
"Yes, sensei."
The three responded in unison before moving to their workstations.
They picked up their fish and began channeling chakra, attempting to replicate Aosui's demonstration.
However, reality quickly reminded them that this was no simple task.
The Hemostasis Technique, being a C-rank ninjutsu, was far more difficult than the Mystical Palm Technique.
Despite their exceptional talent—having mastered the Mystical Palm Technique within a single class—they struggled.
Their chakra control faltered.
The bleeding either continued or stopped only briefly before resuming.
Again and again, they failed.
By the time the class ended, none of them had successfully mastered the technique.
A trace of disappointment appeared on their faces.
Aosui, however, wasn't surprised.
"Don't rush," he said calmly. "Your progress is already far beyond that of your peers. Take your time."
He looked at them with a steady gaze.
"This is a C-rank Medical Ninjutsu. Its difficulty is several times higher than the D-rank Mystical Palm Technique. Struggling at first is completely normal."
His words were not empty reassurance.
When Aosui himself had first learned the Mystical Palm Technique, he had mastered it almost instantly—just by reading the scroll once.
His proficiency had rivaled that of experienced Medical Ninjas from the very beginning.
But even for him, the Hemostasis Technique had required effort.
Though he could perform it after reading the scroll once, his control had not been perfect. It had taken two or three attempts to reach true proficiency.
If even someone with his level of talent needed practice, then it was only natural that others would struggle.
Hearing this, the three girls felt their disappointment ease.
At the same time, the subtle arrogance that had begun to grow within them was quietly suppressed.
They refocused themselves.
Another week passed.
During that time, the three dedicated themselves fully to their training.
Failure after failure eventually turned into progress.
And finally—
In their next session, all three succeeded.
The bleeding stopped.
Their chakra stabilized.
The technique held.
They had mastered the Hemostasis Technique.
Aosui nodded, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Congratulations. According to the regulations of Konoha Hospital, the three of you can now be considered qualified Medical Ninjas."
The words carried weight.
This meant that they had officially reached the minimum standard required.
They had crossed the threshold.
"The three of you can truly be called geniuses," Aosui added.
After all, while they had already mastered a C-rank technique, the remaining twenty students were still struggling with the Mystical Palm Technique.
They hadn't even begun learning Hemostasis yet.
Hearing his praise, all three girls smiled.
Years of hard work had finally paid off.
Rin and Shizune, unable to hold back their excitement, asked eagerly:
"Does that mean we can graduate and become real Medical Ninjas?"
Aosui shook his head.
"Not yet."
Their smiles faltered slightly.
"Although you meet the technical requirements, you lack real medical experience," he explained. "Therefore, you must undergo an internship period. Only after passing that will you be officially recognized."
It was similar to graduating from the Ninja Academy.
Even after becoming genin, one still needed approval from their squad leader to be considered a true ninja.
"This brings us to your next decision," Aosui continued.
"You can choose to graduate early and join the Intern Medical Ninja Squad… or continue your regular studies at the academy and graduate as standard ninja."
Rin and Shizune didn't hesitate.
"We choose to graduate early!"
Their answers were immediate and firm.
But Kurenai hesitated.
She lowered her gaze slightly, deep in thought.
Unlike the other two, she had never been fully committed to becoming a Medical Ninja.
She had joined out of interest.
Her true path—at least originally—was to follow in her father's footsteps as a genjutsu specialist.
She possessed talent in both fields.
But she couldn't pursue both to their fullest extent.
She had to choose.
Aosui noticed her silence.
"Kurenai," he said gently, "you don't need to decide right away. Go home and discuss it with your father."
Kurenai nodded.
That evening, she returned home and sought out her father, Shinku Yuhi.
"Dad… I need your advice."
Seeing the seriousness in her expression, Shinku set aside what he was doing.
"What is it?"
Kurenai explained everything—the training, the opportunity, and the decision she had to make.
Finally, she asked:
"Do you think I should join the Intern Medical Ninja Squad?"
Shinku fell silent.
His expression grew complicated.
As a father, he naturally hoped his daughter would inherit his genjutsu and walk the path he understood best.
But he also understood something else.
Kurenai's hesitation already revealed her heart.
She wanted this.
After a long pause, he spoke.
"Kurenai… this is a rare opportunity. You should take it."
He sighed softly.
"As someone without a bloodline limit, becoming a top-tier genjutsu ninja is extremely difficult."
He knew this better than anyone.
Against the Uchiha clan's Sharingan, ordinary genjutsu felt almost insignificant.
The gap was overwhelming.
But Medical Ninjutsu was different.
It relied more on skill and control than innate bloodline advantages.
And more importantly—
"It's safer," Shinku added quietly.
"Medical Ninjas usually remain in the rear. Even in war, they stay with the support units. They don't fight on the front lines."
As a father, his wish was simple.
He wanted his daughter to live.
To grow up safely.
Kurenai looked at him, her hesitation slowly fading.
"Thank you, Dad," she said softly.
"I know what to choose now."
The next day, she found Aosui.
"I've made my decision," she said firmly. "I want to join the Intern Medical Ninja Squad."
And just like that—
Kurenai Yuhi, Rin Nohara, and Shizune all graduated early.
Under Aosui's guidance, they arrived at Konoha Hospital to begin their internship.
The atmosphere there was entirely different from the academy.
The air was tense.
Busy.
Everywhere, medical ninjas moved quickly, treating patients, preparing equipment, and coordinating care.
"This is where your real training begins," Aosui said.
"The work during your internship is simple."
He glanced at them.
"You will assist me during medical procedures and surgeries."
The three nodded, their expressions serious.
"Gradually, under my guidance, you will begin performing minor procedures yourselves."
"And once you are officially promoted…" Aosui continued, his voice steady,
"You will be able to perform surgeries independently."
This was the true path of a Medical Ninja.
And for the three young girls—
It was only the beginning.
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