A peaceful, tranquil life was always so wonderful that it made one lose track of time.
Just like that, a month passed. Not long ago, a Konoha delegation led by Asuma and Hayama Shirakumo—two jonin, two Special Jonin, and sixteen chunin in total—had departed from Konoha for the Hidden Cloud.
Now, Sunagakure's jonin Baki had arrived in Konoha with a Sunagakure ninja squad. They stood in the top-floor office of the Konoha Ninja Association, before Senya.
That was right. Half a month ago, Senya had officially resigned from his position as deputy director of the Konoha Police Force, with Itachi taking over the post.
Now, he only needed to come to the Ninja Association office whenever there was a major commission. The rest of his time was spent combining the cultivation experience from his first life with this world's Shinobi World to develop senjutsu that humans alone could use.
After a month of exploration, Senya had finally found some direction.
Previously, Senya could only rely on his eyes to automatically absorb the Shinobi World's Natural Chakra. Now, he could absorb it actively and even draw upon a small portion of Natural Chakra while using ninjutsu. Though it was still a minuscule amount, every beginning was difficult.
Humans had never explored a path of senjutsu that belonged to themselves. Instead, the three great summoning holy lands—Mount Myōboku, Ryūchi Cave, and Shikkotsu Forest, territories ruled by animals—had developed their own senjutsu.
Jiraiya's senjutsu was imperfect, causing parts of his body to take on frog-like traits. Yet even Naruto, who had perfectly mastered Mount Myōboku's senjutsu in the original work, developed frog eyes. Kabuto had snake pupils and grew horns, while only Hashirama's Shikkotsu Forest senjutsu lacked any major traits, though it still produced Sage markings on his face.
Those were all signs