Minion Nawaki

"What are you doing?"

Senju Nawaki, tied to the trunk of a tree, was very uneasy, always feeling like this bastard was setting him up.

"Here, bite down on this piece of wood!"

After binding Nawaki's limbs with iron chains, Shimura Kentei grinned and shoved a piece of hardwood into his mouth, to prevent him from biting off his tongue from the pain later.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon!"

Patting Nawaki's shoulder, Shimura Kentei showed a friendly smile, which only made Nawaki more uneasy, and he struggled with all his might.

"Mmmph..."

Unfortunately, these chains were made of steel and wrapped around him so many times that he couldn't break free at all.

"Miss, we can start!"

Ignoring Nawaki's struggles, Shimura Kentei called out to Uzumaki Mito, who had been sitting by the side, indicating that the preparations were complete and the seal could be carved.

"Nawaki, bear with it, this is all for your own good!"

Walking over slowly, Uzumaki Mito forced herself to suppress the pain and reluctance in her heart. With hardened resolve, she began to carve the chakra jutsu (technique). Soon, a pig-like scream could be heard.

However, with the wooden stick blocking his mouth, the scream sounded muffled.

He was just a child, and after a short while, he fainted from the pain. Shimura Kentei, who was prepared, stepped forward and, with great care, inserted chakra threads into several acupoints in his body, stimulating him awake, which then resulted in another pig-like scream.

He then fainted again, only to be woken up, and this cycle repeated endlessly.

"Nawaki, hold on, you are the First Hokage's grandson, you can do it!"

While stimulating Nawaki to wake up from his comas, Shimura Kentei cheered him on.

How could the First Hokage's grandson fall like this?

Uzumaki Mito's expression was quite grim because Nawaki had wet himself. Compared to Shimura Kentei's previous actions, this brat was too pathetic.

This phenomenon made her even more convinced of her little brother's previous words. Indeed, her grandson had been spoiled and ruined, and he needed to be severely disciplined to undergo a complete transformation, otherwise, he would truly be useless.

"Does young master have a grudge against that kid?"

Shimura Lu, standing beside him, looked at his young master's bizarre actions with an increasingly strange expression, wondering if Senju Nawaki had offended his young master.

After another half a day of work, the Eight Trigrams Seal was perfectly integrated into Senju Nawaki's body. The poor Nawaki could no longer shout, as his voice had become hoarse and even numb, looking like he had been thoroughly ravaged by a hundred big men.

"Did I overstimulate him and make him stupid?"

Untying the chains and looking at Nawaki's dazed appearance, Shimura Kentei felt a little worried.

Was the First Hokage's grandson really this weak?

"You bastard!"

Just then, Senju Nawaki seemed to come back to life and lunged forward, wanting to bite Shimura Kentei, the bastard, to death.

It was this bastard who had repeatedly stimulated him awake, making him endure that inhuman pain over and over again, and even cheered him on from the side.

Did I need cheering on?

He desperately wanted to bite this bastard to death, but the gap in their strength was too large. Before he could get close, he was caught by a chakra thread and hung on the tree.

"What enviable physical constitution!"

Seeing that Senju Nawaki had recovered so quickly, Shimura Kentei was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

If he had such a good physique, he would probably have broken Kakashi's record by now and become a Jonin.

"My chakra... where is my chakra?"

At this moment, Nawaki finally realized that his chakra was gone. No, to be precise, there was only a tiny bit left.

What was going on?

Confused, Nawaki looked at his grandmother, hoping for an explanation.

"Kentei will teach you from now on, and you will obey all his arrangements."

Uzumaki Mito, who was drinking tea nearby, spoke up, indicating that he would follow little brother Kentei from now on.

"Let him teach me? What can he teach me?"

Slightly stunned, Nawaki didn't understand his grandmother's arrangement at all. What could that bastard teach him?

"Do you want a cool battle suit like mine?"

Tapping his chest plate, Shimura Kentei said enticingly.

"Can you get me a similar battle suit?"

His eyes darted around, and Senju Nawaki felt that if he could really get such a battle suit, it wouldn't be so bad to let this bastard teach him for a while. At most, he would go to his older sister for extra lessons afterward.

Did he know how outrageously expensive such battle suits were? Anyway, their Senju Clan couldn't afford it.

"As long as you behave, I'll give you a full set of battle suits of the same material after you graduate, and I can even give you an inner armor to wear now."

While retracting the chakra threads that bound Nawaki, Shimura Kentei made a promise. He didn't care about this small amount of money.

If this brat really graduated, his catering plan would probably have spread throughout the Land of Fire, and by then, money would truly just be a number to him.

"Boss, please accept this bow from your little brother!"

After receiving Shimura Kentei's promise, Senju Nawaki decisively bowed and paid his respects to his older brother.

Since the other party made such a promise in front of his grandmother, he definitely wouldn't go back on his word. Otherwise, the Shimura Clan couldn't afford to face his grandmother's wrath.

To get such a cool battle suit for practically nothing was an absolute steal!

With a look of "a promising student," Shimura Kentei nodded slightly, picked up a set of chainmail from the side, and tossed it over. "This is the innermost layer of the battle suit, the chainmail. Put it on first."

The chainmail was made of countless small rings linked together. He had people forge many rings previously to create the battle suit, and this smaller set of chainmail was made from the remaining rings. It was just right for this kid to use first.

"Ah!"

Excitedly, Nawaki raised his hand to catch the chainmail, but instantly recoiled as if electrocuted. He looked at the chainmail on the ground, then back at Shimura Kentei, giving him a resentful glance, feeling like he had been tricked.

The moment he touched the chainmail, the little bit of chakra remaining in his body had gone berserk, impacting his meridians and causing a stinging pain, like being pricked by needles.

"Put it on. With your current meridian strength, you can withstand that bit of chakra going berserk. If you can't even endure this much pain, you're not qualified to wear the full battle suit."

Kentei spoke coldly, fully aware of Nawaki's body. Due to the Senju's Sage Body, his meridians were far stronger than ordinary people. Moreover, with only a little chakra left in his body, even if it went berserk, it wouldn't cause any substantial damage, just a bit of pain at most.

This was also a major advantage of the Senju Clan. Otherwise, without sufficiently strong meridians, how could they possibly handle the flow and burst of vast amounts of chakra?

Just think about it, when Senju Hashirama performed True Several Thousand Hands, he instantly unleashed an amount of chakra a thousand times greater than Senju Tobirama. The strength of his meridians was imaginable.

Although Senju Nawaki was far from the First Hokage, he was still much stronger than ordinary Senju clan members.

Looking at Shimura Kentei's incredibly cool battle suit, Nawaki gritted his teeth and put on the chainmail. He immediately grimaced from the needle-like pain caused by the out-of-control chakra within him.

"Why is it so big?"

Enduring the needle-like pain in his body, Senju Nawaki looked down at the loose chainmail, which seemed ill-fitting.

"You're in a growth spurt right now. It's bigger now so you won't have to alter it later."

Shimura Kentei replied casually, looking at Senju Nawaki, who was less than 1.4 meters tall. He then walked over to Mito and said, "We have a secret technique in our family that can promote rapid physical development, allowing Nawaki to have a tall and strong physique within a month. Would you like to try it?"

"Are there any dangers or side effects?"

Mito became interested. She had seen the entire set of Shimura Clan's body-strengthening secret techniques and they were indeed very good. If there was a secret technique that could make Nawaki grow taller and stronger, that would be even better, allowing him to have greater explosive power when he learned the Monster Strength Technique in the future.

"There are indeed some dangers. Most people would die if they tried to cultivate it, but Nawaki possesses a strong life force and a vast amount of chakra, so he can basically be immune to the risks and side effects of this technique."

Kentei did not hide anything. He felt that Nawaki was very suitable for cultivating this secret technique.

This secret technique was an accidental product of his research into body-strengthening secret techniques. Although the effect was significant, it was only suitable for those with strong life force and vast chakra.

Furthermore, it could only be cultivated before the age of ten. Among everyone he had seen so far who met these conditions, only Senju Nawaki fit the bill.

"Let me see it first!"

Mito felt that she couldn't be careless in this regard. She had to personally vet it to ensure there were no life-threatening dangers or unknown hidden risks before letting Nawaki cultivate it.

"Uncle Road, please go back and tell Sister Keiko to retrieve the scroll marked with the forbidden word from under my bed and bring it here."

Seeing Mito's interest, Shimura Kentei signaled Shimura Lu to go back and retrieve the secret technique scroll.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Shimura Lu bowed and accepted the order, controlling the prosthetics on his legs and quickly walking out.

"Boss, how much taller will your secret technique make me?"

Senju Nawaki was also interested. He naturally knew that his biggest disadvantage right now was his young age, which prevented his body from developing.

If he could grow up quickly, let alone anything else, the increased life force due to his larger size would cause his chakra reserves to surge, not to mention the increase in strength.

"It's hard to say. That secret technique can only accelerate your development. As for how tall you'll ultimately grow, it varies from person to person and depends entirely on your potential.

However, while height is uncontrollable, your physique and form are within control, depending entirely on your personal will."

He didn't give a definite answer because Shimura Kentei didn't know either.

He hadn't practiced the secret technique after developing it, and there were no young boys in the Shimura family who met the conditions, so it had been gathering dust under his bed.

"It can be self-controlled?"

Nawaki's eyes lit up. He was quite satisfied with this aspect. He desperately needed a tall and strong physique to improve his strength right now. This secret technique was practically tailor-made for him, Nawaki the great.

"Huh? Teacher Tsunade, you're out of seclusion?"

Suddenly turning his head towards a graceful figure at the entrance, Shimura Kentei was surprised. The fat sheep had finally come out of seclusion.

"No, this is just a shadow clone of me. I'm coming out early to take you to the Forest of Death for training."

After nodding and greeting his grandmother, who was sitting there drinking tea, Tsunade's shadow clone stated that she had to fulfill her responsibility as a teacher.

She had already delayed for a month due to cultivating the Yin Seal. If she delayed any longer, that girl from the Hyuga clan would have reason to complain.

Of course, the most important thing was to get this perverted kid away from his grandmother. Otherwise, who knew if he would directly attend his grandmother's remarriage ceremony after she came out of seclusion, or even gain a little uncle.

"Nawaki can't go with you for training for now!"

Uzumaki Mito suddenly spoke, keeping Nawaki behind.

Senju Nawaki was currently adapting to the chainmail and had minimal combat power. It would be useless to go with them and would only become a burden.

Moreover, he needed to cultivate Kentei's secret technique next, so he shouldn't be distracted.

"That's perfect. Only ten students graduated this year, and that Uchiha girl is still unattached. The Uchiha Clan Head asked me to help mentor her, so it's a good opportunity to form a three-person team."

Tsunade didn't refuse. Anyway, the main goal this time was to get that perverted brat away from her grandmother. It didn't matter whether she brought that foolish little brother or not.

"Uchiha!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, Shimura Kentei couldn't help but recall the girl who had blasted him with a Great Fireball that day.

She was also a girl who could generously sponsor him!

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