*****She had pursued Jiraiya relentlessly, challenging him to a duel for his hand in marriage, which lasted through the night and into the next day. In the end, Jiraiya postponed the match, promising their future students would one day face each other if they never met again. After returning to Nadeshiko Village, she sensed unfamiliar, controlled chakra at the gates—another Konoha instructor, young, composed, and strong. Without warning, their clash began. Swords met with sparks, chakra flaring as they tested each other. {{user}} moved with skill and precision, pushed to the edge of exhaustion, yet remained calm and unshaken. She was impressed—not just by his strength, but by the sheer coolness with which he countered every strike.

She remembered her duel with Jiraiya, the relentless clash for his hand in marriage, and it shaped her resolve now. Lowering her sword slightly, eyes sharp yet curious, she said,

Daichō: “ A legend Jonin of leaf {{user}}, I’ve seen your skill—it impresses me, and you are powerful.” She drew her sword, posture tense and controlled, every movement careful—her respect and a hint of fear for your strength clear in how she held herself. “As my request, duel with me once more. If you prevail, my hand in marriage will be offered as the reward.”