A Friendly Spar

"I'm pretty sure Nagato and I are from the same clan. It's a feeling that comes from our bloodline, not just because of Shanks. I can sense Nagato's Chakra, which is as deep as the ocean. Throughout the Shinobi World, apart from the Senju and Uzumaki clans, no other clan can be born with such a vast amount of Chakra."

Yahiko remained silent, lost in thought. Even though he was not skilled in Sensory Ninjutsu, he had known about Nagato's seemingly inexhaustible Chakra over time and had long suspected that Nagato's background was not simple. This confirmed Katsuki's words.

"But don't worry, Yahiko. I'm not saying anything about taking Nagato back. It's just that there are only a few people left in the Uzumaki Clan, and they're practically on the verge of extinction."

Katsuki chuckled and waved her hand, reassuring Yahiko.

"Extermination of the entire clan? What happened?"

Yahiko paused for a moment, then pressed for an answer.

"It was a few years ago... two or three years ago, I can't quite remember, but it was definitely within the last two years Land of Whirlpools was conquered by the Land of Water, and our clan's village, Uzushio Village, was also destroyed by the Mist Ninja. My sister and I were rescued by Konoha Ninja who were in the village at the time, but the rest of our clansmen..."

Katsuki had intended to gloss over it, but when those buried memories surged up, his heart clenched uncontrollably, as if gripped tightly by a large hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He can still recall the faces of everyone in the village. It was a small village, and all the men, women, and children were closely related by blood. Thinking about this, a heavy burden fell on his back like a mountain, and his stomach started to hurt.

"Hey... hey! Katsuki..."

A sudden, immense force struck his shoulder, causing his vision to blur violently. He instantly regained consciousness and saw Yahiko's face almost touching his.

"So close!! So close!!! Yahiko, what the hell are you doing?"

Katsuki burst forth with her fastest speed, jerking back to avoid Yahiko's overly intimate face.

"I didn't do anything! You just suddenly spaced out and your face turned very pale..." Yahiko explained innocently.

"Stop, stop, stop, I know, I was just thinking about some things from the past, it's nothing serious." Katsuki wiped the cold sweat from her forehead; she had really been frightened.

"Really? I'm sorry, I reminded you of something unpleasant," Yahiko said apologetically.

The boy wore a sincere expression of apology. Although he jokingly called himself a fool, he was surprisingly quick-witted.

"This has nothing to do with you. This is my own problem. More important is taking care of Nagato. The Uzumaki Clan is dwindling in number right now. It's no exaggeration to say they're on the verge of extinction. The only confirmed survivors in the entire Uzushio Village are my sister and me. There probably aren't many clansmen like Nagato who are still living elsewhere."

Katsuki sighed softly, the topic had unknowingly become so heavy.

"You don't need to tell me, Nagato is like a younger brother to me." Yahiko pouted.

"Speaking of which, Katsuki, you were incredibly fast just now." Yahiko's eyes darted around, and he looked at Mizuki with a burning gaze. "Katsuki, how about a match? Come to think of it, I haven't witnessed your strength yet!"

Suddenly, Yahiko stared intently at Katsuki.

"Huh? Now? This is way too late..." Katsuki hesitated, not understanding how Yahiko's brain worked, why the topic jumped so suddenly.

"What does it matter? Let's have a friendly spar! Friendship first, victory second!" Yahiko said enthusiastically, sitting up abruptly. "I'll go Konan and Nagato."

Before Katsuki could refuse, Yahiko dashed into the house.

A minute passed, and the three of them were ready.

Looking at Yahiko, who was rubbing his hands together in anticipation, Konan, who had a look of anticipation on her face, and Nagato, whose face was obscured by his Nagato hair, Katsuki sighed helplessly. It seemed there was no way to refuse!

"Making a scene so late at night, thankfully there's no one else around, otherwise I would definitely get yelled at." Katsuki muttered to herself, but still followed Yahiko's footsteps and walked into a dark wilderness. As they got further away from the house, it became so dark that they couldn't see their own hands in front of their faces.

"It's so dark!! I didn't expect it to be this dark, I can't see anyone at all!"

"Isn't that obvious?"

Hearing Yahiko's mutterings, Katsuki's eyes twitched violently, and she suddenly felt a stomachache. It turned out that this guy hadn't considered these issues at all. She couldn't understand whether this guy was an idiot or not.

No wonder this guy died before achieving his ambitions. Although he had the qualities of a leader and his talents were not top-notch, they were not bad either. He was also quick-witted at crucial moments. However, no matter how many advantages he had, with his impulsive nature, you can't expect such a leader to live long. There are too many examples, no matter which world, that are the same.

"Excuse me, would you like to continue the sparring?"

Katsuki asked weakly.

"Of course we'll spar! I won't give up!" He shouted loudly, but in reality, Yahiko's eyes were wide open, yet he was still completely disoriented, only able to vaguely determine Katsuki and Konan's location by their voices.

"So, what should we do?"

Seeing Yahiko straining his eyes but still unable to see anything clearly, Yahiko Katsuki, moved his fingers, and a pure white laser gun appeared in his hand, its bright white light dispelling the surrounding darkness.

"Oh! Katsuki, what is this?"

Yahiko looked at the large 'flash stick' in Katsuki's hand with interest.

"Wow, amazing! Katsuki, how did you do that? Is that Lightning Release Technique? Is it possible to do that?" It wasn't just Yahiko who was curious; Konan also came over, looking Katsuki up and down.

So, this thing doesn't have a name yet? Katsuki stared at the lightning spear in his hand, pondering to himself. After mastering the technique of Lightning Release Materialization, he could control lightning to condense into various shapes. It would be exhausting to name them all, but it would also be quite boring if it didn't have a name.

After much deliberation, I still couldn't come up with a good idea.

"Um Yahiko, didn't you guys come here to spar?"

A faint voice suddenly rang out, and the hair on his forehead swayed slightly, revealing for a moment a pair of rippling eyes, which the darkness could not affect.

"Puff!"

The lightning guns were driven deep into the ground. Katsuki threw out twelve lightning guns in succession, which hovered in mid-air. Lightning itself has no concept of weight, so gravity has no effect on the lightning guns.

With these twelve large flashlights, the visibility around us increased significantly. Although it wasn't as bright as day, it was not much different from the scene at dusk, so there was no problem with sparring.

"Hey! This thing's pretty good, Katsuki, you've got some skills!"

Yahiko looked at it from left to right, clicking his tongue in admiration.