Naruto Grown Up Novels & Stories

His leg, locked in a metal brace after hours of surgery, looked fragile. For the first time, Nitta looked his age. Not the feared third son of the Morunaga family, but a twenty-year-old who had been dragged through hell and barely crawled back. "Should you even be out here?" I frowned. "How much pain medication did they give you?" Nitta waved a dismissive hand like my concern was nothing more than an inconvenience. "Eh, who cares?" He grinned, and something about that smile made my stomach tighten. "Siblings, huh?"