[Uchiha Hotaru]

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"Thank you again,” Hotaru said as he inspected the stitchings and listened to them give him more information about the capabilities of the jutsu. He hadn’t expected the abrupt end to his career as a shinobi. He was content with working behind the scenes with the mysterious letters of the Gattai back before it all happened. If he had known his future was coming sooner than he imagined he might have stowed away more medical ninjutsu scrolls. "This will be invaluable in allowing me to prioritize my time better, and every second counts.”

He gave practice to making the fibers more flexible for Ruto, and also made several more strands so that he was sure that he had the fundamentals of the technique more or less mastered. Once he had the hang of it, it wasn’t too bad, and it was a fun new way for him to practice his chakra control as well.

He would have the area cleaned and would allow his guest the hospitality he had offered earlier. He would ask Ruto for more help later, he was eager to learn anything that he could from them while they were still available.

Though it wasn’t a priority anymore, he thought about how it might help him to make use of broken bodies found in the field in conjunction with the dead soul technique. Usually it was too much of a hassle to fix a severed part in the field.

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