Spiral Blue Yam Ball Zero Style

There were still two days until the Chunin Ninja Exams.

At this time.

Quite a few ninja had returned, preparing for the upcoming Chunin Ninja Exams.

Especially Konoha's new generation. Most of those from Kakashi's class were quite talented, and their team leaders had submitted their names to participate in the upcoming Chunin Ninja Exams.

Even Kakashi, who had long since been promoted to Chunin, had been arranged through a bit of backstage maneuvering by the village higher-ups to participate in the Chunin Ninja Exams again, so Konoha could display the vitality and vigor of its new generation before the other ninja villages and the important figures attending as spectators.

As a result, there were quite a lot of people in the village these past few days. Not only had many ninja returned, but many ninja from other villages had arrived as well.

"Fuyou's business had really grown bigger and bigger!" Minato sighed as he looked at the advertising slogans everywhere. "They even hung them at the Chunin Ninja Exams venue. It was truly unbelievable."

How many times had Konoha held the Chunin Ninja Exams?

This was the first time!

When many ninja returned and saw it, their faces were filled with confusion and disbelief.

"How did you do it?"

"With love!" Uchiha Fuyou said righteously. "My deep love for Konoha's Will of Fire moved Lord Hokage, so Lord Hokage gave me this opportunity! Thank you, Lord Hokage!"

Really!

There had been absolutely no filthy money transactions involved.

"Hehe~" Minato chuckled awkwardly and did not pursue the subject further. Those who understood, understood.

As if recalling something, he immediately held out his hand, looking delighted and excited. "Right! I completed that ninjutsu of mine. It was all thanks to you letting me visit the kitchen last time!"

As soon as he spoke.

A surge of chakra flowed, and the surrounding air twisted. In the blink of an eye, a pale blue chakra construct resembling an exquisite crystal sphere appeared in Minato's hand.

"..."

Uchiha Fuyou watched in silence.

Last time, Minato had sought him out and asked to see how pearl balls and taro balls were made in the kitchen so he could perfect his ninjutsu. In the end, he seemed to have realized something from the rapidly spinning taro balls, thereby completing the Nenjutsu that would shock the ninja world in the future—the Rasengan, version 1.0.

With that kind of realization... when Naruto learned the Rasengan in the future, would he skip rubbing water balloons and start kneading taro balls instead?

Of course, how he had come to realize it was irrelevant. At this time, the spotlight belonged to Minato. Even Orochimaru, one of Konoha's Legendary Sannin, could not outshine him.

And he had not told Minato... that long, long ago, a young, handsome, wealthy man had already created this ninjutsu and spread it throughout the Land of Rain.

In any case, it was no big deal.

There were no useless ninjutsu, only useless ninja. The same ninjutsu was different in different hands.

For example: Obito.

He had heard that guy had been quite active lately.

The story behind it was filled with blood and filth. Every time Minato mentioned it, he would give an awkward chuckle.

While Fuyou was silent, Minato thought his ninjutsu had stunned him and sighed regretfully. "What a pity. Fuyou was no longer a ninja, otherwise he could have learned it too." He paused, seeming to recall something, anticipation and excitement in his voice. "Right, since this ninjutsu was inspired by taro balls, didn't it look like a giant blue taro ball? And Kushina liked eating taro balls too, so I named it Spiral Blue Yam Ball Zero Style. What did you think?"

"..."

Not good at all!

I named mine Digging Pill, and this guy skipped the three-character name entirely and came up with an eight-character one?

Uchiha Fuyou's mouth twitched, and he sighed. "You should change the name."

He simply could not imagine Minato shouting Spiral Blue Yam Ball Zero Style whenever he formed a Rasengan in the future.

It was too embarrassing!

"Did it not sound good?" Minato scratched his head, frowning. "I was quite confident in that name!"

"It was too long. Not good!"

"Was it long? Other people said the same thing, but I thought it was fine." Minato rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "Then how about just calling it Taro Ball? Or Pearl Ball? Kushina thought Bobo Ball sounded pretty good too."

"...What a great name!" Uchiha Fuyou sucked in a breath, not knowing what to say. His teeth hurt a little. "Rasengan! Call it Rasengan. A ninjutsu formed by rotating chakra."

If this naming continued...

Tai Chi Taro Ball?

Massive Taro Ball?

Wind Style Taro Ball?

The ninja world was beyond saving. It might as well be called Digging Pill!

As soon as he finished speaking.

Minato froze, then frowned again and pondered it. "Rasengan? That name really was good. It sounded extremely fitting~" For some reason, something stirred within him. Then he looked up with a smile. "Later, I'll ask Kushina and Jiraiya-sensei about it." As he said this, he sighed regretfully again. "But I really thought Spiral Blue Yam Ball Zero Style sounded very nice! It would be such a waste not to use it. Should I use it for my next ninjutsu?"

"A good name should be saved for last!" Uchiha Fuyou praised him, quickly changing the subject. "Right, what happened with Obito lately?"

He recalled that night a few days ago.

That bleak figure, those stubborn fists, those scarlet eyes open wide, like a dog.

Things seemed to have developed somewhat differently~

He awakened it already?!

At this rate... if Kakashi got to third base, wouldn't he awaken the Three Tomoe Sharingan? Get married, awaken the Mangekyo; have a child, awaken the Rinnegan?

Good heavens~

An Uchiha genius!

The rage of a spare tire?!

Madara would probably be utterly bewildered if he saw it.

As expected of the spokesperson he had chosen. His emotions were truly intense. To help Obito grow, Madara might even directly arrange for Kakashi and Rin to consummate their marriage!

"Obito?" Minato froze, frowned, and after thinking for a moment, shook his head. "Nothing really happened. When I saw him a few days ago, he did seem... much more mature."

Was it because of what he had said last time that Obito had chosen to abandon that ninjutsu and grown from it?

"What was wrong?"

"...Nothing~"

Mature?

That was an early symptom of a mental breakdown!

At this moment, Minato said helplessly, "I really didn't know who taught Obito that Taijutsu. What a good young man he had been~, and now he... Sigh, fortunately he turned back in time. Otherwise, he would definitely have been condemned by the ninja world."

"Yes! That guy was truly awful!" Uchiha Fuyou immediately put on a stern expression and said seriously, "Teaching children such messy ninjutsu! He should be properly taught a lesson!"

It had been taught by a certain Legendary Ninja of the Uchiha!

Really!

That was what Obito had said.

"Right, Obito..." He paused. "He participated in these Chunin Ninja Exams too?"

"...Yes." The corner of Minato's mouth twitched, but he still forced an appreciative smile onto his helpless face. "Obito and Rin were both excellent!"

It was just that, for some reason.

He always had a bad feeling in his heart.

Perhaps he was overthinking it. After all, Obito had already promised him that he would not use that ninjutsu during the Chunin Ninja Exams.

Minato took a deep breath and revealed a cheerful smile again. "I believe they will definitely make it in ti..."

Before he could finish.

"Something's wrong! Minato-sensei! Something's wrong!"

A panicked voice rang out.

The two of them turned their heads together and immediately saw Rin running toward them in a fluster, panic-stricken state.

"What happened?" Minato frowned and walked over in confusion. "Don't panic, Rin. Did something happen?"

Why did he have that bad feeling again?

As soon as he spoke.

Rin took a deep breath. Looking at Minato, panic still lingered in her eyes as she hurriedly said, "Obito and the others... Obito and the others... they got into a fight with ninja from Kumogakure."