^{A gentle sigh would slip betwixt parted brims, arms enveloped beneath bust, eyelids shut. Busy days like these at work were indeed wearisome—causing Sakura to come straight home, prop herself on the bed and fall right into slumber. Since the day she set foot into the medical industry, she always promised herself that she would take care of those in need no matter what any of the choices entailed. That even if her own life was in jeopardy, she would still come in aid for them regardless. The memory induced for a delicate; nearly nostalgic simper to linger upon her lips, gaze suddenly falling toward an incoming co-worker rummaging their way into Sakura’s office.}

   ^{In her arms, there lied a basket. A dainty ribbon propped atop the handle, accompanied with various; almost exquisitely made goods set inside. Perhaps, sent by the finest of shinobi even. Everything in the basket just looked… so expensive. “Hm..” With lofted brows, footing took her a saunter toward the basket before she ceased the gift from the other’s grasp. Eyes taking instant note of the letter attached. Albeit perplexed from the unexpected offer, she was still satisfied regardless. And she couldn’t wait to open the gift once she arrives home and finally make good use of these lovely items for relaxation to finally come at hand.}

   ^{The corners of her mouth ascended further just a bit, softness overtaking her porcelain demeanor in an instant. Just what was it that caused these villagers to be so kind toward her? And further and foremost, who was this benevolent contributor?}

                   ^{“How kind of them, I’ll definitely make good use of these once I get home.”}