Light and Dark Illusory Techniques

After skillfully getting Sister Keiko to bare herself before him again, Shimura Kentei could not help but sigh. "Sister Keiko's Light Illusory Technique has improved again. It's definitely at C-Rank now!"

Then again, that made sense. Shimura Keiko was three years older than him and fifteen this year, right in the midst of rapid growth and development. It was only natural for her genjutsu cultivation to improve.

Suppressing the heat in his heart, Shimura Kentei began copying the bodily data of this fiancée of his.

The method for copying the data of a body or object was simple: he merely had to use the palm bearing the Black Cauldron mark to thoroughly stroke it from every angle.

It had to be thorough, or the process would fail. That was also the main reason he had drugged her first.

After an indescribable round of copying, Shimura Kentei began dressing his fiancée again. Only after making sure nothing had been missed did he nod in satisfaction, but his entire body froze the next instant.

Shimura Keiko's previously closed eyes suddenly opened, gleaming with a chilling light that made his sphincter tighten.

Just as he was about to offer an excuse, a spear blade pressed against his most vital appendage. The icy edge nearly made it retract into his abdomen.

"I thought you had the guts to lust after me. Turns out you only have this much courage?"

"I was only giving you a full-body massage, Sister Keiko. Relaxing your tendons and muscles so you could sleep better."

Shimura Kentei smiled calmly, indicating that he was a respectable man.

He had not expected this fiancée of his to resist the drug this time, and to even endure until he had finished copying her bodily data.

Were ninjas these days all this good at enduring?

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Shimura Keiko's face was cold, though she was actually rather disappointed inside.

She had noticed something was wrong long ago. Around this time every year, she would always fall into a deep sleep here with this little man. Today, she had deliberately held her breath and pretended to be unconscious to see what he intended to do. She had not expected him to be such a pervert.

Still, he was only a little brat with lustful thoughts but not enough nerve... no, a brat whose nerve was limited. He only dared touch her and did not dare use the real thing.

"So there's no room for negotiation?"

Shimura Kentei looked at his fiancée holding the Bright Silver Spear, then at himself, unarmed, and sighed. He truly did not want to unleash that ultimate weapon against older sisters.

"Use whatever tricks you have!"

With a cold sneer, Shimura Keiko wanted to see how much this little man had grown over the past few months.

"You forced me to do this!"

Riiip!

A fierce glint flashed through his starry eyes. Shimura Kentei manipulated Chakra Threads to wrap around various parts of his clothing, then pulled hard with both hands, displaying the natural ultimate weapon he possessed against older sisters.

"Shameless!"

Shimura Keiko instinctively raised a hand to cover her eyes. She had never expected this little man to use such a shameless move.

Then she felt her wrist tighten as a tremendous force twisted it behind her back. Powerful arms locked around her waist, her legs were pinned, and even her fingers and toes were bound by Chakra Threads, forcing her into a posture where it was extremely difficult to exert strength.

He had even connected her hair to Chakra Threads. If she tried to forcefully break free, all her hair would certainly be torn out, leaving her bald.

"Sister Keiko, do you yield?"

Smiling wickedly, Shimura Kentei knew this move would work. After all, Sister Keiko was still just a girl. Seeing him while bathing him as a child had been nothing, but now his body had developed rapidly and was close to that of an adult. His assets were even extraordinarily impressive, making them an ultimate weapon against older sisters.

"You win. I yield!"

She struggled hard but found herself unable to break free. Seeing the even more wicked smile on the little man's face, Shimura Keiko could only helplessly admit defeat to avoid suffering greater losses, silently cursing her own carelessness.

"That's more like it!"

Shimura Kentei smiled in satisfaction, stopping the enhanced circulation of the Super Strength Technique and Super Speed Technique before releasing his fiancée from his embrace.

"Bring me the newest versions of your Super Strength Technique, Super Speed Technique, Skin Tempering Technique, Bone Forging Technique, Muscle Tendon Changing Technique, Muscle Growth Technique, Marrow Cleansing Technique, Body Strengthening Technique, Meridian Nourishing Technique, Spirit Nurturing Technique, and that Tai Chi Fist!"

Shimura Keiko sat on the bed in irritation and told her little man to hand over the goods. She was furious now, the kind that would not be soothed without compensation, though she was also full of anticipation.

Everyone outside thought this little man of hers was useless. Even she herself had initially believed that. Yet three years ago, she had truly come to understand his monstrous talent and comprehension.

She had also attended the Ninja Academy graduation ceremony yesterday, though she had hidden in the shadows and watched the entire scene of this little man brutally slamming that Anbu ninja.

That seal-less D-Rank Super Strength Technique had been developed by this little man himself. Furthermore, he had received no outside assistance and had not crippled himself in the process.

Such talent and comprehension were truly astonishing. It was precisely because she had discovered this secret that she had accepted this little fiancé of hers.

As for him having just touched every inch of her body...

She was going to marry this little man sooner or later, so being touched ahead of time was no big deal. Besides, when she had bathed him as a child, she had touched and flicked him plenty of times too.

Did that count as karmic retribution?

"Wait here!"

After replying, Shimura Kentei walked to the corner of the room, lifted the floorboards, and revealed a large chest.

He dragged out the chest, which was one and a half meters wide, placed it beside the bed, and used Chakra to undo the Fuinjutsu inscribed upon it.

"These are all...?"

Shimura Keiko stared at the chest full of enormous scrolls, somewhat dazed.

None of those scrolls were small. They were all oversized scrolls over a meter long and more than thirty centimeters in diameter.

If they truly all contained the cultivation methods for those techniques, simply reading through them would take a long time, let alone practicing them.

"Of course they aren't all!"

Shimura Kentei shook his head slightly, saying there were other things inside. That eased Shimura Keiko's mind somewhat.

Good. At least they were not all techniques, or this would have been a real trap.

However, Shimura Kentei's next words nearly made her throw a little punch at him. He picked up the topmost scroll, which was only three centimeters in diameter, and said, "This is the blueprint for my battle suit. The rest are the cultivation methods for the techniques."

Shimura Keiko looked at the scroll in her little man's hand, only three centimeters in diameter, then at the ten giant scrolls in the chest, each thirty centimeters across. Her vision darkened.

"Even S-Rank ninjutsu scrolls aren't this large. Did you really have to make these D-Rank techniques so huge?"

She picked up one of the giant scrolls and unrolled it. Seeing that it was filled with characters the size of mung beans, she cast him a resentful look.

The E-Rank set she had received three years ago had not been small either, but it had been nowhere near this insane. This one scroll alone contained at least a million words.

"The human body is an extremely precise system. A slight mistake can lead to irreversible consequences, so I had to write everything in detail. Besides, these are only first drafts. You can sort and organize them while reading. There are blank scrolls, brushes, and ink in the cabinet."

Shimura Kentei grinned proudly at those achievements.

They were the results of his efforts over several years. To develop techniques capable of improving physical fitness, he had no idea how many times his duplicate within the Black Cauldron Space had died. Every word was soaked in his blood, sweat, and nest feathers.

That was another use for the duplicate in the Black Cauldron Space. Although he only had one duplicate and could not create multiple copies like Shadow Clones, it possessed a body identical to the original in every way.

As long as a ninjutsu had been developed using the duplicate, he, the original body, could practice it directly. At the same time, the duplicate feared neither injury nor death and could recklessly experiment to its heart's content.

Although cultivating the body had little future in Naruto, far inferior to the One Piece world next door, he could not let his constitution become a weakness. He did not need to become a humanoid monster like those in One Piece, but he should at least reach the level of Six Paths Madara, who could withstand Night Guy head-on!

Shimura Keiko gave him another resentful glance but said nothing. She rolled the scroll in her hands back to the beginning and started reading from the first line.

Meanwhile, Shimura Kentei thoughtfully took out a huge blank scroll from the cabinet and placed it beside his fiancée. He himself took some blank sheets of paper and began copying... no, creating and writing.

The novel Ninpō Sōkyū, starring Sarutobi Hi no En, was nearly complete. If he worked overtime today, he could finish it.

That was right. He was copying books—at least ninety percent of them. He only needed to alter some of the settings to fit the ninja world's concepts, then add a few short stories he had seen on obscure websites to give them a little color.

In his previous life, Japanese culture had always been invading. There was nothing to be done about Japanese action films and art films, since they were indeed scarce, but everything else had been deeply frustrating. Japanese anime was the worst of it, especially the three hottest brothers: Bleach, Naruto, One Piece.

This time, it was his turn to spread Chinese culture through this other world, letting these otherworldly friends living comfortable little lives see what Chinese culture was and what true breadth and depth meant.

As for why he could still remember the novels he had read in his previous life so clearly, it was not because his brain was absurdly gifted, but because the duplicate in the Black Cauldron Space was powerful enough.

The duplicate in the Black Cauldron Space possessed all of the original body's memories. Even memories the original had long forgotten could be copied over, which was why he could remember everything from his previous life.

"Have you already trained yourself to use four minds at once?"

After reading the scroll for a while, Shimura Keiko was about to begin writing when she looked up and saw her little man's ostentatious writing method. She immediately felt sick.

Shimura Kentei was lying in a reclining chair, extending four Chakra Threads from his hands to coil around four pens, writing on four sheets of paper at once. The passages he wrote were all different as well.

She looked at her little man's comfortable writing style, then at herself gripping a pen. She felt terrible all over.

"This is nothing. Elder Chiyo of Sunagakure can use Chakra Threads to control ten puppets at once in battle!"

Shimura Kentei was quite dissatisfied with that accomplishment. Elder Chiyo could control the Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu simultaneously in battle, and her combat strength was not weak even at the True Kage Level.

And Chiyo's grandson, Sasori of the Red Sands, was even fiercer. He had directly performed the Hundred Puppet Performance, controlling hundreds of puppets in battle at the same time. That was truly incredible.

Compared to those two, his little achievement was far from enough.

"Do you want to become a puppeteer?"

Shimura Keiko fell into thought. Upon careful consideration, she found that being a puppeteer was indeed quite suitable for her little man.

She knew this little man's physical condition very well. Because he had been born prematurely, he had no talent for Chakra cultivation. After training for so many years, his Chakra reserves had not even reached the minimum standard for a Genin.

Moreover, his body's acupoints had not fully developed in the womb and had later undergone certain mutations, leaving him unable to form hand seals and cast ninjutsu. The orthodox ninja path was clearly unsuitable for him, so becoming a puppeteer would not be bad.

After all, puppeteers fought by controlling puppets. They did not need to cast ninjutsu, consumed little Chakra, and excelled at prolonged battles.

With their current wealth, they could certainly build up some powerful puppets and gain considerable strength.

"Puppeteers have no future!"

Shimura Kentei shook his head slightly. He had once considered becoming a puppeteer, but he had ultimately abandoned the idea.

The main reason was that puppeteers were too limited. The people with the highest attainments in Puppet Technique were Chiyo and Sasori of the Red Sands. Looking at their performances, they could at most reach the True Kage Level, and they were not even at the top of that level.

Unless he could build a Gundam. Unfortunately, while he had not been a poor student in his previous life, he was still hundreds of thousands of miles away from being a top student. He did not possess that capability.

At most, he could make a Gundam figurine!

Besides that, puppeteers had obvious flaws and could be severely countered. Most importantly, Konoha had no puppeteer inheritance.

"Still, some of the essence of puppeteers is worth learning from!"

Changing the subject, Shimura Kentei looked toward the scroll containing the blueprint for his battle suit. His heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Although Konoha had no puppeteer inheritance, it had collected many puppet remnants from Sunagakure during the First Ninja World War and researched some things from them.

He had obtained a piece of research material related to that, combined it with his physics knowledge from his previous life, and ultimately designed a magnificent battle suit.

As Shimura Kentei thought about that magnificent battle suit, he suddenly caught the scent of a woman's fragrance. Then his cheeks were pinched by two soft, tender hands.

"You aren't even a Genin yet, so stop aiming too high. You were such a cute little boy when you were young. How did you grow crooked like this?

"You look like you're begging to be beaten, understand?"

Pulling at the little man's cheeks, Shimura Keiko was very displeased by his pretentious attitude, as if he did not regard anyone in the world as worthy of his notice.

Too arrogant. Too embarrassing!

I admit that you're extremely talented, but your body is trash. Balance the two out, and you're merely mediocre. Whether you can even grow into a Jonin in the future is still unknown!

At the same time, Shimura Kentei once again fell under his fiancée's genjutsu. However, it was not the bright Light Illusory Technique from before, but the dark-themed Canyon Illusory Technique—the terrifying canyon that had buried countless summoners.

"Little pervert!"

Noticing someone's fixed gaze, Shimura Keiko finally realized what was happening. She hurriedly covered her collar and straightened up, shooting him a coquettish glare.

This brat's thoughts were far too mature!