Nawaki the Henchman

"What are you doing?"

Tied to a tree trunk, Senju Nawaki felt deeply uneasy. He had the constant feeling that this bastard was setting him up.

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

After binding Senju Nawaki's limbs with iron chains, Shimura Kentei smiled as he stuffed a piece of hardwood into his mouth, lest he bite off his tongue from the pain later.

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

Patting Nawaki on the shoulder, Shimura Kentei revealed a kindly smile. That smile only made Senju Nawaki even more uneasy, and he struggled with all his strength.

"Mm! Mm! Mm..."

Unfortunately, the chains were made of steel and wrapped around him countless times. There was no way he could break free.

"Big Sister, you can begin!"

Ignoring Nawaki's struggles, Shimura Kentei called out to Uzumaki Mito, who had been sitting to the side. The preparations were complete, and she could begin inscribing the seal.

"Nawaki, bear with it. This is for your own good!"

Walking over slowly, Uzumaki Mito forcibly suppressed the pity and reluctance in her heart. Hardening her resolve, she began inscribing the Chakra formula. Before long, pig-slaughtering screams rang out.

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

He was a child, after all. It did not take long before the pain knocked him unconscious. The prepared Shimura Kentei stepped forward considerately and pierced several acupoints in his body with Chakra Threads, stimulating him awake.

Then came another round of pig-slaughtering screams.

Then he passed out from the pain again, only to be awakened once more. The cycle repeated endlessly.

"Nawaki, hold on! You're the First Lord's grandson. You can do it!"

As Shimura Kentei continuously stimulated Nawaki awake from unconsciousness, he encouraged him at the same time.

As the First Lord's grandson, how could he possibly fall like this?

Uzumaki Mito's expression, meanwhile, was rather ugly. Nawaki had actually wet himself. Compared to Shimura Kentei's earlier performance, this boy was far too pathetic.

This made her agree even more with what her little brother had said before. Her grandson had indeed been spoiled rotten. He had to be put through harsh training and remade from the ground up, or he would truly become useless.

"Does Young Master have a grudge against that kid?"

Shimura Lu watched his young master's bizarre methods from the side, his expression growing increasingly strange. He wondered whether Senju Nawaki had somehow offended his young master.

After another half day of work, the Eight Trigrams Seal was finally perfectly integrated into Senju Nawaki's body. The poor Nawaki could no longer scream, his voice already hoarse and his body numb. He looked as though he had been thoroughly ruined by a hundred burly men.

"Did we overstimulate him? Did he turn stupid?"

After undoing the chains, Shimura Kentei looked at Nawaki's blank expression with a little concern.

The First Lord's grandson couldn't be this weak, could he?

"You bastard!"

At that moment, Senju Nawaki seemed to come back to life. He lunged forward, intending to bite this bastard Shimura Kentei to death.

It was this bastard who had repeatedly stimulated him awake, forcing him to endure that inhuman pain over and over, all while cheering him on from the side.

Am I someone who needs encouragement?

He desperately wanted to bite this bastard to death, but the gap in their strength was too great. Before he could get close, a Chakra Thread wrapped around him and hung him from the tree.

"What an enviable physique!"

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

If he had possessed such a good body, he would have probably broken Kakashi Hatake's record and become a jonin by now.

"My Chakra... where's my Chakra?"

Only then did Nawaki realize that the Chakra in his body was gone. No, more accurately, only a tiny bit remained.

What was going on?

Filled with confusion, Nawaki looked to his grandmother, hoping for an explanation.

"From now on, Kentei will teach you. Listen to all his arrangements."

Uzumaki Mito, who was drinking tea nearby, stated her position. From now on, Nawaki would be following little brother Kentei.

"He'll teach me? What can he teach me?"

Nawaki froze slightly, unable to understand his grandmother's arrangement. What could that bastard possibly teach him?

"Do you want a set of armor as handsome as mine?"

Shimura Kentei tapped his breastplate and tempted him.

"You can get me a set of armor like yours?"

His eyes shifted as Senju Nawaki thought about it. If he could really get a set of armor like this, letting that bastard teach him for a while would be no big deal. At worst, he could ask his big sister to make up for it afterward.

He knew how outrageously expensive such armor was. In any case, the Senju Clan could not afford it.

"As long as you obediently listen, I'll give you a full set of armor made from the same materials once you graduate. I can even give you an inner vest to wear right now."

As he withdrew the Chakra Threads binding Nawaki, Shimura Kentei made the promise. He did not care about such a small amount of money.

By the time this boy graduated, his restaurant plan would probably have spread throughout the Land of Fire. At that point, money would truly be nothing more than a number to him.

"Boss, please accept this little brother's bow!"

Having obtained Shimura Kentei's promise, Senju Nawaki decisively bowed and acknowledged him as his boss.

Since the other party had made such a promise in front of his grandmother, he definitely could not go back on it. Otherwise, the Shimura Family would not be able to withstand Grandmother's wrath.

Getting a set of insanely cool armor for practically nothing was an absolute steal!

With an expression that said the child could be taught, Shimura Kentei nodded slightly. He picked up a set of chainmail from beside him and tossed it over. "This is the chainmail layer beneath the holy armor. Put it on first."

Chainmail was made from countless tiny metal rings linked together. When forging his armor, he had had many such rings made. This smaller set of Chainmail had been assembled from the leftovers and was perfect for this boy to use first.

"Ah!"

Nawaki excitedly raised his hands to catch the chainmail, but immediately flung it away as though shocked. He looked at the chainmail on the ground, then at Shimura Kentei, giving him a resentful look.

He felt like he had been tricked.

The moment he touched the chainmail, the tiny amount of Chakra remaining in his body went berserk out of control. It crashed through his meridians with needle-like pain.

"Put it on. With your current meridian strength, you can withstand that little bit of rampaging Chakra. If you can't even endure this much pain, you aren't qualified to wear the full set of armor."

Shimura Kentei spoke coldly. He understood Senju Nawaki's body very well. Due to Senju Hashirama's Body, Nawaki's meridians were far stronger than those of ordinary people. Coupled with the tiny amount of Chakra remaining in his body, even if it went berserk, it would not cause any real damage. At most, it would hurt a little.

This was also one of the Senju Clan's greatest advantages. Without sufficiently powerful meridians, how could they carry the circulation and explosive release of such immense Chakra?

Just think about it. When Senju Hashirama used True Several Thousand Hands, he could instantly unleash Chakra equivalent to more than a thousand times Senju Tobirama's. The strength of his meridians was obvious.

Although Senju Nawaki was far inferior to the First Lord, he was still much stronger than ordinary Senju clan members.

Looking at Shimura Kentei's explosively handsome armor, Nawaki gritted his teeth, picked up the chainmail, and put it on. The out-of-control Chakra in his body immediately made him grimace in pain.

"Why is it so much bigger?"

Enduring the needle-like pain in his body, Senju Nawaki lowered his head and looked at the loose chainmail. It clearly did not fit him well.

"You're still growing. If it's a little big now, it won't need to be altered later."

Shimura Kentei casually replied. Looking at Senju Nawaki, who was not even one meter forty tall, he walked over to Big Sister and said, "Our family also has a secret technique that can promote rapid physical development. It can give Nawaki a tall, strong body within a month. Want to try it?"

"Are there any dangers or side effects?"

Uzumaki Mito became interested. She had seen the Shimura Clan's complete set of Body Strengthening Secret Techniques, and they were indeed quite good. If there was another secret technique that could make Nawaki grow taller and stronger, that would naturally be even better. Once he learned the Monster Strength Technique, he would possess even greater explosive power.

"There are indeed some risks. Ordinary people would basically die nine times out of ten while cultivating it. But Nawaki has powerful vitality and immense Chakra, so he can basically ignore the risks and side effects of that secret technique."

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

That secret technique had been an accidental product of his deductions of the Body Strengthening Secret Technique. Although its effects were remarkable, it was only suitable for people with powerful vitality and immense Chakra.

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

"Let me take a look first!"

Uzumaki Mito felt that this was not something to be handled carelessly. She had to inspect it herself first and make sure there were no life-threatening dangers or unknown hidden risks before allowing Nawaki to cultivate it.

"Uncle Lu, please go back and tell Sister Keiko to take the scroll marked with the Forbidden Word from beneath my bed and bring it here."

Seeing that Uzumaki Mito was interested, Shimura Kentei gestured for Shimura Lu to return and retrieve the secret technique scroll.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Shimura Lu bowed in acknowledgment and quickly left, operating the prosthetic limbs on his legs.

"Boss, how much taller can that secret technique make me?"

Senju Nawaki was interested as well. He naturally knew that his greatest weakness was his young age, which meant his body had not fully developed.

If he could grow up quickly, then leaving everything else aside, the increased vitality from a larger body alone would greatly increase his Chakra reserves, not to mention the growth in strength.

"That's hard to say. That secret technique can only accelerate your development. How tall you ultimately become varies from person to person and depends entirely on your own potential.

However, while height cannot be controlled, your physique and body shape can be controlled. It all depends on your personal preference."

Shimura Kentei did not give a definite answer because he did not know either.

After developing that secret technique, he had never practiced it himself. Nor did the Shimura Family have any little boys who met the requirements, so it had been collecting dust beneath his bed.

"It can be controlled?"

Senju Nawaki's eyes lit up. He was extremely satisfied with that. What he needed most right now was a sufficiently tall and strong body to increase his strength. This secret technique seemed tailor-made for Lord Nawaki.

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

Shimura Kentei suddenly turned toward the figure at the gate, surprised. This Fat Sheep had finally come out of seclusion.

"No, this is only one of my Shadow Clones. I came out early to take you to the Death Forest for training."

After nodding in greeting to her grandmother, who was sitting there drinking tea, Tsunade's Shadow Clone explained that she intended to fulfill her duties as a teacher.

She had already delayed for a month while cultivating the Yin Seal. If she delayed any longer, that girl from the Hyuga side would start having objections.

Of course, the most important thing was to take this little pervert away from Grandmother. Otherwise, who knew whether, by the time she came out of seclusion, she would be attending Grandmother's remarriage ceremony—or even gain another little uncle.

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

Uzumaki Mito suddenly spoke, keeping Nawaki behind.

Senju Nawaki was currently adapting to that chainmail and basically had no combat ability. Going along would be useless and would only make him a burden.

Besides, he still needed to cultivate little brother Kentei's secret technique next. It would not do for him to be distracted.

"Then that works out perfectly. Only ten students graduated this year, and that Uchiha girl is still alone. Clan Head Honoka asked me to help look after her before, so this time they can form a three-person team."

Tsunade did not object. This time, her main goal was to get that little pervert away from Grandmother. Whether she brought that foolish little brother along did not matter.

"Uchiha!"

Shimura Kentei narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to help recalling the young girl who had blasted a Great Fireball at him that day.

She was another girl who could provide him with generous sponsorship.