As it turns out, even ninjas aren't immune to the dreaded hangover.
"Got any hangover soup?" Tsunade mumbled, her head almost glued to the table. Takuya couldn't help but smirk.
"No hangover soup, but I do have a redy. Wanna try?"
"Is it real?" Tsunade asked, lifting her head slightly.
"Of course. The redy is more alcohol!" Takuya said with a grin.
Obviously, using alcohol to cure a hangover was a joke. Takuya eventually prepared so honey water for Tsunade. After drinking it and resting for a bit, she finally began to recover. In the language of online gas, she was now back to full health!
After breakfast, Tsunade pulled out two scrolls and placed them on the table.
"These are from the old man," she said, referring to the Third Hokage. "You can divide them however you like, or just learn them both. I've got so things to take care of."
She paused before adding, "Oh, and they were exchanged for Jiraiya's battle rits, so don't even think about refusing."
Damn, so this is what it's like to have connections, Takuya thought as he watched her leave. Getting a jutsu from the Scroll of Seals just like that? For most ninjas, it would take years of accumulating rits and passing the Hokage's evaluation to even get a chance.
Opening the scrolls, Takuya saw they contained the Flying Thunder God Technique and the Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu.
"I wonder if I can learn the Flying Thunder God," Takuya mused. Back in his gaming days, no one really chose this technique because most gas were turn-based. The back-and-forth chanics made it more of a hassle than it was worth.
Plus, it wasn't exactly a "signature skill" type of technique in the gas he played. He had never bothered with it before, and now, he wasn't entirely sure if he could master it in real life. The requirents were steep: an enormous amount of chakra, proficiency in sealing techniques, and a reflex speed far beyond the norm.
Without these, trying to use the Flying Thunder God would only result in slamming headfirst into sothing and getting yourself killed.
Minato's reflexes were on a level Takuya could only admire. For now, he decided to set the Flying Thunder God aside and focus on the Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu.
With his enormous chakra reserves, not learning this technique would be a waste.
anwhile, in the distant Rain Country, Jiraiya was blissfully unaware that Tsunade had used his battle rits to score an extra jutsu.
At that mont, he was preoccupied with trying to answer Minato's deep, philosophical questions about life. Each one left him more baffled than the last.
Jiraiya couldn't understand what had happened to Minato on the battlefield to make him this way. The once-warm "Little Sun" had turned into soone who was now adept at delivering verbal jabs that left Jiraiya reeling.
The most infuriating mont ca when Minato asked, "Jiraiya-sensei, if soone else also chose to do research and ended up peeping at the woman you like, what would you do?"
"Of course, I'd bash his head in!" Jiraiya shouted, outraged at the thought of soone peeping at his beloved.
Wait... sothing didn't add up.
Sure enough, Minato stared at him with a deadpan expression. "Then what about all those tis you peeked at other people's families? How do you think they feel?"
Jiraiya was left speechless.
It wasn't just Jiraiya who was left questioning his life choices-Orochimaru, too, was puzzled.
The once-naive Nawaki, who would struggle for hours with even the simplest questions, had turned into soone who constantly bombarded Orochimaru with bizarre and unexpected queries.
The usually erudite "Snake Master" was having a hard ti keeping up.
And the one responsible for leading both Minato and Nawaki astray? He was currently in Konoha, busy mastering the Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu.
For Takuya, mastering the Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu was easier than expected. However, the Flying Thunder God Technique was giving him a headache.
The vast amount of chakra required was just one issue, albeit a minor one.
Takuya had chakra reserves in abundance-compared to him, Minato was just a small fry.
In fact, only Kushina could match him in terms of chakra. Even with the Nine-Tails on her side, Takuya wasn't worried. After all, he had Snowy. Worst-case scenario, they could just duke it out.
But chakra was just the beginning. He also needed to master several sealing techniques as a foundation.
That part was doable, considering how powerful the Flying Thunder God Technique was.
The real problem was that even with all the prerequisites, if you didn't have the natural talent for space-ti ninjutsu, you'd get nowhere.
Not to ntion, fully mastering the technique required exceptional sensory abilities and reflexes on par with Minato's.
Learning this jutsu was no small feat.
Whether or not Takuya would succeed ultimately ca down to luck. He wasn't even sure if he
had the talent for space-ti ninjutsu.
Without that, even eting all the other requirents would be pointless.
That's why, despite its potential, the Flying Thunder God Technique had only ever been mastered by two people in history: Tobirama Senju and Minato Namikaze.
It wasn't that Konoha didn't want to spread the technique-it was just that countless attempts had ended in failure.
And as for those three losers in the future who needed to team up just to teleport with the Flying Thunder God? They didn't count.
"This is our second official eting, isn't it?" Takuya's eyes narrowed as he smiled at the approaching figure of Fugaku Uchiha. "Who would've thought I'd run into you while grocery shopping? Has the Uchiha Clan fallen so low that the Young Master has to buy groceries himself?"
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Fugaku had co prepared with a carefully crafted speech, intending to persuade Takuya. But with just one sentence, Takuya had him on the back foot.
The Young Master of the Uchiha Clan, out grocery shopping? What a joke! Was Takuya mocking the Uchiha?
"It's not like that," Fugaku finally said, calming himself. "I'm here to talk to you."
Reminding himself not to get angry, not to lower himself to a kid's level, Fugaku glanced around. "Shouldn't we find a more private place to talk?"
"Don't bother," Takuya said, raising a hand. "I think here is just fine. Say what you need to say, but I'll tell you now-I don't want to get involved with the Uchiha's troubles."
Go sowhere private to talk? Yeah, right.
Only an idiot would agree to that. While the higher-ups hadn't shown any signs of targeting him yet, getting too close to the Uchiha could change that.
Especially with soone like Fugaku Uchiha.
Takuya only interacted with Mikoto Uchiha and her mother-nothing that would raise any
flags.
But if he started talking to Fugaku, that would be a whole different story.
It would send a clear signal that Takuya Yagami was planning to return to the Uchiha Clan.
Takuya wasn't stupid. There was no way he was falling into the trap Fugaku was setting.
"So we can't even sit down for a calm discussion?" Fugaku asked, frustration seeping into his
voice.
"No, we can't," Takuya replied bluntly, giving Fugaku no room to maneuver. "You're the Young Master of the Uchiha Clan; that makes things complicated."
"I..."
"Let be clear," Takuya interrupted. "Returning to the Uchiha Clan was my mother's wish, but I don't intend to fulfill it. I hope you understand that."
"I'm not interested in revisiting old grievances because my mother was always worried about clashing with the Uchiha. Now that she's gone, I don't want to cross that line. So I'd appreciate it if you all stopped stepping over it."
"I'm not going back to the Uchiha Clan. So please, don't co looking for again."
Cutting Fugaku off before he could respond, Takuya laid it all out. So people and so situations needed to be dealt with directly.
"But you carry the Uchiha blood in your veins! You should take pride in that and uphold the responsibilities that co with it!" Fugaku retorted.
"Say that again?" Takuya's eyes flashed red as the three tomoe of his Sharingan spun into
view. He stared coldly at Fugaku, who was now spewing rhetoric.
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