"Arigatou Gozaimasu~" Benihime said of her father's appreciation of her technique, and her declaration of adulthood, which came likely much later than it usually did. That being said, there was much to be said for late blooming flowers. She got to take a small bit of pride in the fact, that if her father thought that this single jutsu proved she was many times better than before, knowing what she actually was, would likely cause the man to swoon a bit. But she'd keep that a bit longer, holding on to something just in case there was another layer to this she didn't realize.
Up next, it was Hakudoshi's turn, and Benihime was mostly prepared for something extreme. The young boy had learned a couple of hers and Aiko's jutsu already, which likely meant he could learn a couple of things. She hadn't really thought about the fact that he didn't seem to know any fire jutsu, but figured he'd simply take one of the less complicated ones from her mind. Boy was she wrong about this. As the boy used a jutsu she'd never seen before, she got to see surprise on the face of her father, and her mother looked like she'd faint. They were encompassed in flames which seemed to start at Hakudoshi himself as the starting point. She couldn't help but feel an extreme mark of pride, as her son protected them all from the flames but showed that he was perfectly capable.
Benitsubaki had wide eyes she simply couldn't help it. This child was smaller than he should be, and even now doing such amazing feats. "Impossible." she said, though Benihime didn't recognize that jutsu, her mother did. And it was one used by her husband through is sword on very rare occasions. "That... is..." she looked at the small boy and realized she couldn't argue with his adulthood. By their own standards, he was very much an adult. "Sou ka. It is my honor to declare you an adult among us." she said to the small boy offering him a bow. "Otou-sama, he stole your jutsu, yeah? Don't feel bad, he did the same thing to me the other day~" the younger redhead woman said to her father. Benihime looked at her son, and offered the small boy a high five. "Nice job, Little One~" she said, then she'd remember something very important. "Seventeen..." she looked at the boy and the only thought in her mind, was that she'd been seventeen before she could use a secondary nature release. And it was only at Machi's constant coaching that she actually made anything of it. She rubbed her hand over her face at her own failure, only her son could make her feel so proud and yet so useless while he was in place.