Balancing Space-Time Ninjutsu

Shamu emerged from Orochimaru's laboratory. What day was it today?

He closed his eyes and sensed Sasuke's location. Sure enough, he was still atop the Hokage Tower.

Flying Thunder God, activate.

The improvement in his spatial perception had also made Shamu faster at sensing Flying Thunder God marks.

The next moment, space shifted.

Shamu arrived on the roof of Konoha's Hokage Tower.

Sasuke was lying on a recliner, looking utterly lifeless.

It had really been seven days. Sasuke could neither refine Chakra nor train his taijutsu, and it had nearly driven him mad.

Having gone seven days without bathing, Sasuke was filthy as well.

The moment he saw Shamu arrive, Sasuke sprang to his feet.

"Master, you finally came. Why did you leave me here like this?"

Shamu looked him over. "That'll do."

Sasuke looked at his clothes, which faintly carried a sour smell. "What do you mean, that'll do, Master?"

Shamu smiled. "I had you stay here and do nothing this time so you could learn to pace yourself and relax."

"Though the results are a little lacking, it's better than nothing."

Sasuke was like a tightly wound gear. Every moment of every day, all he thought about was training and improving.

Especially after Naruto's strength had surpassed his by far, Sasuke had pushed himself even harder.

To what extent? From morning to night, he trained like a madman. Other than eating and sleeping, he left not a single moment for himself.

At times like this, it would instead be detrimental to the strengthening plan Shamu had prepared for Sasuke.

Sasuke was a smart child. After thinking it over briefly, he understood his master's intentions.

He let out a breath. "Master, you could have just told me."

Shamu lightly tapped Sasuke's forehead with two fingers.

"If telling you worked,