"Yes..."
"Right here, Rin, a little gentler. Good, your technique is becoming quite delicate..."
Seisui softly guided Rin Nohara as she learned the Mystical Palm Technique. As an A-rank ninjutsu, this technique was still far too difficult for Ninja Academy students to learn.
After all, even most Jonin could not master this technique.
Yet Rin Nohara had not been defeated by the challenge. Though nervous enough that sweat beaded on the tip of her nose, she still did her utmost to follow Seisui's instructions.
After a long while, the somewhat exhausted Rin Nohara sighed. "I still can't do it, Seisui-kun."
Beside her, Shisui slowly nodded and encouraged her, "Rin, don't be discouraged. Geniuses like my brother are far too rare. You've already done wonderfully."
Seisui waved his hand dismissively. "How am I a genius? I'm only a few years older than you. When I was Rin's age, I couldn't even master the Three Body Technique..."
Shisui and Rin Nohara curled their lips in perfect unison. At Seisui's current level, no one would believe that he had truly once been a dead last.
"The Mystical Palm Technique has two main difficulties: synthesizing medical Chakra and controlling the intensity of Chakra."
A faint green glow lit up on Seisui's fingertip as he explained:
"Medical Chakra is Chakra broken down into tiny, gentle fragments to heal injuries. Non-elemental Chakra is a relatively balanced choice, while Yang Release Chakra, which stimulates the body's tissues, is the best possible option."
"So, when Medical Ninjutsu is cultivated to a sufficiently high level, it can be considered a special application of Yang-natured Chakra, much like the Secret Techniques of the Akimichi Clan."
"As for fine Chakra control, that takes steady effort over time. Rin, though, you're already very talented in that regard. If you practice day after day, you'll eventually achieve something."
Rin Nohara nodded nervously. "I'll work hard, Seisui-kun."
Rin Nohara had learned knowledge here that she could not hear at the Ninja Academy, even details that her instructors after graduation would be unable to explain to her. She greatly treasured and appreciated this opportunity.
Seisui studied Rin Nohara, an interesting idea surfacing in his mind.
If the Sharingan's "copying" and "hypnosis" abilities were combined, could they create something like playing on another person's behalf? Could a hypnotized ninja release ninjutsu they normally could not perform through someone else's control, thereby developing muscle memory?
The principle was a little like teaching a child to ride a bicycle.
At first, you needed to hold them steady as they rode. But when the adult quietly let go, the child could still ride quite well, mastering the skill with the help of psychological suggestion and muscle memory.
If Seisui's guess succeeded...
Then perfect—learn advanced ninjutsu quickly with Master Seisui! Not 998, just make sure your heart carries the Will of Fire belonging to Seisui...
"Tobirama, do you believe I can make Rin Nohara learn the Mystical Palm Technique today?"
Seisui applied to interact with Tobirama. After finishing the test about the Will of Fire, the Second Hokage, who had experienced a written exam for the first time, was still somewhat nervous. Over the past few days, he had been eagerly awaiting his score.
It was clear that Tobirama Senju was worried Seisui would score full marks while he himself only got ninety-nine.
"Brat, stop boasting. If you can make a seven-year-old child master an A-rank ninjutsu, then Monkey needn't keep being principal of the Ninja Academy. You'd be the most suitable person for the job."
Tobirama Senju waved his hand disdainfully. "Even if I taught this child myself, I couldn't guarantee she would get started within a week, let alone you, brat."
Seisui chuckled. "Same rules as before. If I lose, I'll agree to one thing you ask. If I win, you won't need to bow on your knees. Just give me occasional guidance in my training."
"If you want to take me as your master, you might as well say so directly, though I won't agree." Tobirama Senju laughed. To him, Seisui was simply trying every possible way to get him to teach him.
Strangely enough, Tobirama Senju did not feel any displeasure. He even felt a little pleased.
His mouth was still as stubborn as ever, though, as if he would never teach Seisui.
"Old man, you seem a little narcissistic. I suggest you reflect on your Will of Fire." After mercilessly criticizing Tobirama, Seisui turned to Rin Nohara and said with slight hesitation:
"Rin, I have a rather bold idea that might let you quickly get started with the Mystical Palm Technique."
"However, you'll need to trust me completely, and even I can't guarantee it will work. Do you want to try?"
Rin Nohara blinked. There was such a good thing?
"Please go ahead without worry, Seisui-kun. Even if there are risks, I don't mind..."
Seisui nodded. "In that case, let's head near the Hokage Office and wait for Guy and his father there."
"To truly master a technique, you need to use it in actual combat. This can also help Mr. Duy get rid of his chronic ailment."
"I once observed Mr. Duy from afar. His body is very strong, but he has too many old injuries. They may affect his career as a ninja."
Shisui's eyes lit up. "Could it be that my brother really is a genius who inherited the Will of Fire?"
Rin Nohara nodded repeatedly as well.
If everything went smoothly, this would be the first patient she saw in her ninja career. It would be deeply memorable.
"Father, I'm a genius—a hard-working genius acknowledged by Seisui-kun, who's even more of a genius than Kakashi!"
"This is youth! My youth is burning because of my friend's encouragement!"
Might Guy ran with boundless energy, as though he had strength he could never exhaust.
At seven years old, his mind was still far less resilient than it would be several years later. After suffering setbacks, he doubted himself. He also felt that Might Duy's outfit and his own were far too ridiculous.
But Seisui, who was currently faintly recognized as Konoha's number one genius, had told him without hesitation: You are a genius, and a genius who once encouraged Seisui.
The heart he had for training, which sometimes wavered, became incomparably strong under Seisui's praise.
Behind him, Might Duy watched the highly motivated Might Guy with gratification. He first loudly cheered for his son, but his footsteps gradually slowed.
"Guy, you've found a wonderful friend. I'm proud of you..."
Might Duy pressed a large hand against his lower back, where bone-deep pain was shooting through him.
Years of malnutrition and overloaded training had forced this man with an iron will to understand the suffering caused by injury and illness.
"Seisui-kun, are you training hard today too?!"
Not far away, Might Duy heard his son's excited voice, and his eyes lit up. Forcing down the pain in his waist, he flashed his signature gleaming teeth and ran forward.
Might Duy was going to thank Seisui, to thank this genius who had truly supported his son's youth!
There was no chance to slack off this morning... (the sigh of a corporate slave)
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