thefictionvixens Chapter 409 Son gives his father a lesson?
Chapter 409 Son gives his father a lesson?
Chapter 409 Son gives his father a lesson?
Faced with Boruto's undisguised contemptuous gaze, Jiraiya chuckled and waved his hand dismissively, skillfully shifting the topic away from his less-than-honorable act of "passing the buck."
"Oh dear, don't worry about such a small thing." He put away his carefree smile, and his eyes became a little more serious.
"More important than that is the enemy named Otsutsuki Urashiki who appeared in the Land of Waves last time. He has been missing for half a month now."
Boruto and young Sasuke's expressions immediately turned serious when Urashiki Otsutsuki was mentioned.
Since the battle in the Land of Waves, when Urashiki was defeated by a boy named Menma in a "Wedge" form they had never seen before, he has completely disappeared.
Logically speaking, given Urashiki's keen observation of the Nine-Tails' chakra within Naruto, he shouldn't have remained silent for so long.
But now that half a month has passed, this unusual calm is making people even more uneasy.
Young Sasuke frowned slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his left eye, which was the only part of his body visible: "Ura-shiki's injuries aren't serious, yet he hasn't made another move. He's probably plotting something."
He paused, then looked at Jiraiya: "When exactly will the third round of the Chunin Exams be held? The audience will be huge, a real mixed bag—I'm worried Urashiki might choose that time to launch his attack."
Boruto's expression changed upon hearing this, as he recalled the Chunin Exams from his own timeline.
The sudden arrival of Momoshiki Otsutsuki and Kaneji Otsutsuki caused catastrophic chaos and countless casualties.
If it were the more cunning and unpredictable Urashiki who made his move in the heart of Konoha—the consequences would be unimaginable!
"If that's the case, it will cause many innocent people to be injured or killed!" Boruto said urgently.
Jiraiya crossed his arms and leaned against a telephone pole, his mind flashing back to the brief exchange between Urashiki and Menma that he had observed in the Land of Waves.
That kind of bizarre ability is impossible to defend against, and even I suffered from it.
If such a monster were to suddenly unleash its power during the third Konoha Exams, the destructive force it would cause would likely be even more terrifying than the Nine-Tails' rampage. Moreover, the visitors this time include not only nobles and daimyo from the Land of Fire, but also nobles from other countries. If not handled properly, it could severely damage Konoha's prestige.
"Yes, your concerns are not unfounded," Jiraiya said in a deep voice. "I will immediately report to the old man and suggest that he significantly increase the security level at the third exam venue, deploy more Anbu and Barrier Team personnel, and conduct more rigorous screening of all personnel entering the venue. As for Naruto—"
He changed the subject and looked at Boruto.
"Hey kid, interested in some special training together?"
"Me?" Boruto pointed to his own nose, stunned.
Doing special training with your dad when you were a child?
"That's right, it's you." Jiraiya nodded firmly.
"There are still a few days to prepare for the third exam. In order to give Naruto a better chance of self-defense in the event of a crisis, and to prepare for any powerful enemies that may appear in the future, I plan to give him intensive training in the next few days. I remember—"
He deliberately dragged out his words: "You seem to have mastered the Rasengan, right? And you're using it quite well?"
But that idiot Naruto still only knows how to use Shadow Clone Jutsu; he can't even achieve a stable form.
Jiraiya's words instantly stirred up Boruto's competitive and smug nature.
How could he surpass his father in his youth when it came to the Rasengan, a "family secret technique"?
Will there be another opportunity to personally "guide" him?
Son—giving his dad a lesson?!
Boruto's eyes lit up instantly, his previous resentment vanishing completely. He nodded vigorously, his voice filled with excitement: "Alright! I want to try too! I'm going to make—Naruto—show him the real Rasengan!"
Seeing Boruto's eager expression, Jiraiya's smile deepened.
His gaze briefly met that of the silent young man Sasuke beside him.
Young Sasuke knew that Jiraiya had most likely guessed his and Boruto's origins.
Jiraiya understood that this guy had probably already seen through his guesses about the two's identities.
But neither of them brought it up.
This is a tacit understanding, based on vigilance against a common threat and protection for Naruto.
Young Sasuke nodded slightly, tacitly agreeing to Jiraiya's arrangement.
He trusted Jiraiya's judgment and abilities. He also remembered that at this point in time, the young Jiraiya had gone to Kakashi for special training with Chidori, while Naruto had been training with Jiraiya.
"Then it's settled." Jiraiya stretched out a big yawn, his bones cracking softly.
"I'll go to the police department first and get that idiot out. We'll meet at the Seventh Training Ground downstream of the Namga River in an hour. Remember to bring some food; special training is very physically demanding."
After saying that, without waiting for their response, he vanished from the spot in a flash.
"Great!" Boruto excitedly pumped his fist, already imagining the surprised look on Naruto's face when he saw him skillfully use the Rasengan.
Young Sasuke reached out and gently placed his hand on Boruto's shoulder, saying calmly, "Go to Naka River and wait for them. I still have some things to confirm."
Boruto, though curious, always trusted his master's decisions and nodded, saying, "Okay! Master, see you at the inn tonight!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran quickly towards the direction of Nanhe River, full of anticipation.
Young Sasuke stood alone in the gradually darkening alley, his gaze fixed on the center of Konoha Village, where the Hokage Rock stood, the epicenter of the undercurrents.
He needed to confirm some things, about the "anomaly" in this spacetime, and about the movements of the Uchiha clan.
On the other side, Menma and his group watched Naruto's exaggerated screams and the figure being escorted by a group of angry women disappear around the street corner, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.
Choji stuffed a potato chip into his mouth and asked indistinctly, "Hey, Menma, Shikamaru, is Naruto really alright? He's not really locked up, is he?"
Although he was usually oblivious, he could tell that the group of women were genuinely furious.
With his hands behind his head and his usual relaxed smile on his face, Mianmajang seemed to think that the person who had just been dragged away wasn't his teammate, but just an insignificant unlucky guy.
"Don't worry, Choji. That kid used to play pranks and smear the Hokage Rock all over the place, and nothing ever happened to him. This time, he's a real victim. The police aren't stupid."
His teasing tone lightened the atmosphere considerably.
Nara Shikamaru had his hands in his pockets, but his brows were slightly furrowed as he pondered the identity of the white-haired man from earlier.
"That white-haired guy looks familiar...where have I seen him before?" he muttered to himself.
As the heir of the Nara clan, he was exposed to all aspects of Konoha by his father from a young age, and he had an impression of the portraits or characteristics of some famous figures.
Ino Yamanaka leaned closer and asked curiously, "Hinata, you seemed to know that person just now? Who is he?"
"Looking so slovenly, yet she still framed Naruto!"
Hinata Hyuga blushed and explained softly, "That's Jiraiya-senpai, he's—he's Naruto—"
teacher."
When she said "teacher," her voice lowered, as if she felt that the word contrasted with the old man who had shirked responsibility and fled.
"Jiraiya?! Teacher?" Shikamaru suddenly realized.
"No wonder! It was that lord!"
Jiraiya, one of the Legendary Sannin, is a legendary figure in Konoha and the entire ninja world. Although his reputation is somewhat ambiguous in some aspects, his formidable strength and status are beyond doubt.
Shikamaru was completely relieved, and all that remained was deep sympathy for Naruto having such a teacher.
The minor incident seemed to have subsided, and since everyone was still exhausted from the days of exams, they decided to go home and rest.
The Ino-Shika-Cho trio waved goodbye to Menma and Hinata at the next intersection.
"See you at the exam hall in five days! Menma, Hinata, good luck! If we run into each other, we won't hold back!" Ino waved energetically.
"Yes, you too," Hinata replied gently.
Choji was still eating potato chips in big gulps, as if he wanted to make up for all the calories he had burned during the survival exams these past few days.
Shikamaru waved his hand weakly, wanting nothing more than to go home and lie down.
Menma and Hinata walked side by side down the street as dusk fell.
The setting sun cast long shadows of the two, and the air was filled with the aroma of families preparing dinner, creating a peaceful and warm atmosphere.
Hinata seemed preoccupied, slowing her pace slightly and glancing at the shops along the street from time to time.
"Menma-kun—" As the two passed a ninja tool shop with the three large characters "Tententen" written on its sign, Hinata gently tugged at Menma's sleeve.
"Hmm?" Menma stopped and turned to look at her. "What's wrong, Hinata?"
Hinata lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her voice barely audible: "Um—I want to go in and buy some new ninja tools and scrolls. I used up quite a bit during the second exam, so I need to replenish them to prepare for the third."
Mianma nodded knowingly, reached out and ruffled her hair in a natural and affectionate gesture: "Hmm, that's fine too."
I've used up quite a few explosive tags and special kunai, so I might as well replenish them.
While the "Shadow Clone Technique" combined with explosive tags is highly effective, its consumption is also extremely high, making it a "pay-to-win" strategy that ordinary genin simply cannot afford.
The two pushed open the glass door of the ninja tool shop, and the bell on the door rang out with a clear, tinkling sound.
The shop's interior was much more spacious than it appeared from the outside. The walls were covered with all sorts of kunai, shuriken, senbon, and kusarigama. On the counter, different levels of explosive tags, smoke bombs, flashbangs, and sealing scrolls were neatly stacked. The air was filled with the unique mixed smells of metal, ink, and leather.
However, the atmosphere inside the store was not as usual.
Behind the counter, a girl wearing a pink leotard and with her hair in two buns sat on a chair.
She was looking down, sobbing softly, her shoulders trembling slightly, and her left calf was bandaged with white bandages and a simple splint, clearly indicating a serious injury.
Her parents, a kind and simple-looking middle-aged couple, were speaking to two other teenagers standing in front of the counter with expressions of heartache and gratitude.
One of them was wearing a green bodysuit, had a watermelon-shaped haircut, and thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He was clenching his fists, his eyes filled with tears, but he still tried to straighten his back, attempting to convey positive energy.
The other person was a girl wearing a light purple kimono, with a gentle and delicate temperament, long brown hair reaching her shoulders, and a somewhat pale complexion.
It was Li and Yakumo Kurama.
"—This time, we really owe a debt to Li and Yakumo, otherwise, this child Tenten—" Tenten's mother wiped her eyes and said to Li and Yakumo.
"I'm sorry for causing you all trouble, and for making you fail your exams—"
Kurama Yakumo quickly waved her hand, her voice soft yet firm: "Auntie, please don't say that. It was our lack of strength that dragged Tenten down. If it weren't for Tenten's experience, we might have been—besides, Tenten was injured protecting me."
Her eyes were full of guilt as she looked at Tian Tian.
"That's right!" Xiao Li wiped his eyes abruptly, gave Tian Tian, who was still sobbing, a thumbs up, revealed his shiny teeth, and said loudly in his enthusiastic tone.
"Tian Tian! Don't cry! The road of youth is always full of thorns and failures! This setback is just so that we can shine even brighter next year!"
"I've made up my mind! Starting today, I'm going to undergo even more rigorous training! Today, I'll start by walking home handstand, then do three hundred push-ups! If I don't finish, I'll punish myself with five hundred sit-ups! This is the vow of youth!"
This astonishing declaration of training volume left Tian Tian's parents stunned, their sadness lessened, leaving them only with a wry smile.
Hearing the bell ring, Tenten looked up, wiped her red eyes with the back of her hand, and saw Menma and Hinata standing at the door.
She sniffed, trying to make her voice sound normal: "Xiao Li, Yakumo, thank you for bringing me back—I'm fine, just a little resentful. You've both been working hard for days, go back and get some rest."
Seeing this, Yakumo Kurama knew that Tenten needed some time alone, and he also noticed the new guest.
She bowed slightly to Tian Tian's parents gently, saying, "Uncle and Aunt, we'll take our leave now. Tian Tian, take good care of yourself and I'll come see you again tomorrow."
Yakumo walked to the door and just happened to brush past Menma and Hinata as they pushed the door open and entered.
She paused slightly, her gaze lingering on Mianma's face for a moment.
In that instant, something deep within her pupils seemed to tremble slightly.
That boy —
The aura emanating from him—
Yakumo's fingers unconsciously tightened, gripping the edge of the easel.
That scent reminded her of someone.
No, it's not a person.
It is a monster named "Idu".
That monster that was born from the depths of her heart, the one that killed her parents!
But it was only for a moment.
Menma nodded to her as a greeting.
Yakumo snapped out of her daze, forced a smile, nodded, and then quickly walked out.
"Oh! This is youth! Saying goodbye is for an even more passionate reunion next time!" Xiao Li shouted again, and actually did a neat handstand in the shop, his hands firmly supporting him on the ground.
"Well then, Tenten, Uncle and Aunt, I'm leaving now! See you tomorrow!" Then, maintaining his upside-down posture, he "walked" out of the ninja tool shop with astonishing balance and speed, attracting the attention of passersby on the street.
As Tian Tian's parents watched the two young people, so different in personality yet equally sincere, leave, their faces showed a complex mix of gratitude for their daughter's teammates and regret for the exam results.
They then noticed Menma and Hinata, and quickly put on business-like smiles: "Ah, welcome. What would you like, gentlemen? Kunai, shuriken, or explosive tags? We recently received a new batch of special senbon with excellent chakra conduction properties—"
Mianma's gaze shifted from the shop entrance to Tiantian, who was standing behind the counter with red eyes and trying to look energetic.
Many years ago, when he had just regained some of his power, he "borrowed" various ninja tools from the Tenten family worth more than 15 million ryo. Although he later secretly returned the equivalent amount of money to the store's underground warehouse.
However, the quality of Tenten's ninja tools is indeed very good, and they are very easy to use, so I often come here to purchase ninja tools after graduation, and I can be considered a regular customer.
He glanced at Tian Tian's injured leg, and then thought of Xiao Li and Yakumo who had just left.
Rock Lee's physical skills are beyond question, and Yakumo Kurama's bloodline limit has terrifying potential, even capable of interfering with reality.
This team, which should be quite strong, was eliminated in the second round?
However, upon further reflection, this year's competition is filled with strong teams, and their team's original core member, Hyuga Neji, had already defected from Konoha with his father, Hyuga Hizashi, and gone to the Land of Stars.
Without that genius's glare and calm team leadership, Kurama Yakumo, who filled in, is powerful in illusion magic, but his weak body is a weakness, and there may be problems with team coordination and tactics.
In the complex environment of the Death Forest, it is not surprising to encounter powerful enemies or be countered, leading to defeat.
"Let's take a look ourselves first." Mianma smiled at Tiantian's parents, indicating that there was no need to rush.
He led Hinata slowly through the shelves, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the girl behind the counter.
Hinata also noticed Tenten's low spirits. As a fellow woman and a genin who had both experienced the brutal exam in the Forest of Death, she could understand the bitterness of trying one's best but still failing.
She quietly tugged at Mianma's sleeve, her eyes questioning, as if asking if she should comfort Tiantian.
Mianma shook his head slightly. They had no connection, and going back might only make Tiantian feel more awkward.
When Menma and Hinata finished buying the ninja tools and left Tenten's ninja tool shop, it was already dark.
A few streets away from Menma, in a courtyard used to entertain foreign guests, Uchiha Shisui was listening to reports from Kaoru, Gaara, and others about the second exam in his study.
"Alright, go and get some rest. No matter which team you're drawn against in the third exam, they'll all be formidable opponents," Shisui encouraged the group.
After watching the six young people leave, Shisui sighed and picked up the scroll on the table to read it.
After a while, Shisui put down the scroll in his hand and said softly, "They've all gone far away, come out."
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In the darkness, a figure gradually emerged; it was Sasuke, the one-armed youth.
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