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"Heh. I think so too.” She started behind a soft chuckle. Three generations and they all seemed to enjoy the same things. It was just a shame that Kazui was never given the chance to actually meet her own mother. She liked to think that her mom’s will and spirit was that of her own, and that the two were one. It helped her get over the pain and turmoil of growing up without the woman. Nevertheless, she was doing fine without her. The young girl knew her mother would be proud of her, because her grandmother always told her so. Cherry blossoms had always been a thing between the three of them for whatever reason, Kazui herself enjoyed the vibrant color and the way they could beautifully light up a field.
"Ah! Really?!” The girl leaned forward as her eyes lit up with glee.
"I have cherry blossom pajamas and I love spring as well!” She said with laughter, a big smile curling on her face. The significance between the two facts didn’t seem like much to write home about but it was so weird that the girl shared so much in common with Kazuto’s mother, and honestly it made the girl feel good inside. She didn’t know why that information was so exciting to her, maybe it was because she was getting even more closer to Kazuto than she was before. Dark hues followed the Senju’s hand as he placed it over his chest, more specifically, his heart. That’s where his mother remained, inside the heart of her beloved son. But as the man began to weave hand signs, the girl would watch with anticipation as she summoned a cherry blossom from his hand. A tribute to his mother indeed.
"Woah.” Kazui said softly as she got closer to the flower.
"Senbonzakura, huh?” Whispering softly beneath her breath, she would reach out and grab a hold of the flower. As she gently poked the petal, the flower would leave a slight incision on her finger, warranting a squeak to escape her breath before she placed the cut in her mouth. Even with her small injury, the girl would still be in awe.
"That’s so cool.” She voiced. Part of her questioned why she was born into the Uchiha clan rather than the Senju clan. In her mind, the Senju clan’s techniques were much cooler than the Uchiha’s. Nevertheless, she would go on to ask about her gift in which Kazuto would tell her it was something that she would be able to wear.
A sigh escaped her lips as she sat back down and sunk into her chair.
"I figured you were going to be vague.” She said softly before a grin grew on her features.
"I’ll just see what it is after I kick some butt in these exams!” Her voice was filled with confidence as she spoke.
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