As a kunoichi, and as a woman, Sakura had continued to grow and improve her skills. The person she used to admire from behind then became someone she could face head on, side by side. And now, Sakura had taken one step after another to move forwards, further than Ino had.
“Ino…in cooking, and in whatever else that comes my way, get ready to take a good look at my back!” Sakura furiously said, full of fighting spirit as she grinded away with the wooden pestle.
Ino had said she’d never become a bride- well, Sakura wasn’t about to take that lying down. She absolutely could not afford to lose in this battle. In the first place, Ino was just getting carried away in the the bliss of getting along well with Sai lately. Sakura wasn’t going to lose against that fickle bliss.
You’re going to get a good taste of a blossoming woman’s wrath! Sakura darkly thought.
Cooking might’ve been a little different than the actual matter that had sparked her rage, but either way it was a win. And Sakura had prepared a plan that would guarantee her victory.