Might Duy: Feeling Completely Drained

Might Duy agreed, but he demanded that Orochimaru help him sell those Green Spandex outfits.

To show his sincerity, Orochimaru bought a set himself. Then, in the spirit of the Will of Fire—why enjoy it alone when everyone could enjoy it together—he made Minato, Mito Uzumaki, and several other subordinates each buy a set as well.

Minato, Mito Uzumaki, and the others: Thanks a lot!

Lord Orochimaru, he really... I'm crying!

To celebrate, Might Duy and Might Guy declared that for every additional set sold, they would do an extra thousand Push-ups.

Orochimaru said he had a hard time understanding the thought processes of these Hot-blooded Idiots.

You called this celebration?

It had to be said that the things Might Duy had compiled over twenty years really had substance to them.

His talent in taijutsu made Orochimaru feel ashamed of his own inferiority. They were worlds apart.

Orochimaru believed that if anyone in the Shinobi World could truly reconstruct the Six Powers of the Navy, it would definitely be a thick-browed Bowl Cut wearing Green Spandex!

To show his gratitude, Orochimaru planned to give Might Duy a little reward.

Konohagakure, Orochimaru's home.

"L-L-Lord Orochimaru, is this really okay?"

Might Duy lay on the Operating Table, looking at Orochimaru, who held a scalpel and wore a white coat, his glasses reflecting the incandescent lights in a way that made him look somewhat perverse.

Orochimaru did not know why his expression always turned like this whenever he picked up a scalpel.

Maybe he was just too excited.

"Don't be nervous, Duy. I'll be quick, and it won't hurt at all!"

Orochimaru excitedly stuck out his tongue and licked his face.

"Lord Orochimaru, why do I feel like there's something strange about what you said?"

Might Duy asked, his face flushing red.

Might Guy, who had been shouting at the door earlier that he wanted to witness Lord Orochimaru's youth, was now squatting in the corner with Kakashi, both covering their faces.

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"There were some mistakes in the early stages of your Eight Gates training. Even though you realized them later and corrected them, hidden injuries still remained.

"I'll damage the areas with those hidden injuries inside your body, then use the Healing and Regeneration Technique to reconstruct the tissues. After the reconstruction, you'll feel the changes within your body."

Might Duy wore an expression that said, I don't understand any of this, but it sounds amazing.

"Lord Orochimaru, since you said before that it wouldn't hurt at all, then just do it!"

Might Duy flashed a sparkling smile. If his hands and feet had not been tied down, he would definitely have given a thumbs-up.

Poor Might Duy still had not realized why Orochimaru had tied him up like this.

"Already so hungry you can't wait, Duy? Me too!"

The scalpel in Orochimaru's hand slashed down viciously.

"Ah~~~~"

"Lord Orochimaru, didn't you say it wouldn't hurt at all?"

Even a man as tough as Might Duy shed two streams of tearful tears.

"I believed that if we could avoid anesthesia, the treatment would be more effective."

Orochimaru pushed up his glasses and explained with a perfectly serious expression.

"Dad! Don't be afraid! Burn your youth!"

Might Guy suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

Kakashi, beside him, also gave Might Duy a thumbs-up.

"Yosh! Then let's treat this as training for being captured and tortured by enemy shinobi! Burn, my youth!"

Hearing that, Orochimaru's scalpel paused, several black lines appearing across his face.

Then he cut even more ruthlessly.

In the future, whenever Rock Lee curiously asked Might Duy about this experience, Might Duy could not help but shudder, recalling the terror of that day when he had been dominated by scalpels and white coats.

"The surgery was a success, Duy. But afterward, make sure to nourish yourself properly. Your past forced training in the Eight Gates not only caused hidden injuries, it also drained your body, preventing you from fully unleashing the Eight Gates' power."

"Thank you so much, Lord Orochimaru! I've never felt better! It feels like my whole body is overflowing with strength! Hey! Ha! Hoo!"

With a medical head wrap around his head and his upper body bare, Might Duy began striking bodybuilding poses right on the Operating Table, occasionally making all sorts of strange sounds.

Below him, Might Guy clasped his fists beneath his chin, his eyes filled with stars as he looked at his father.

Orochimaru: ...

Kakashi: ...

"By the way, Duy, stop for a moment."

"Hey! Hah!"

"Stop, Duy!!"

"Ah-da, ah-da-da-da!"

Orochimaru adjusted the glasses he had yet to remove, put on a white coat, and picked up a scalpel.

"Duy, I feel the treatment just now was still incomplete. There are some details that haven't been dealt with..."

"Lord Orochimaru, what did you call me for?"

So you did hear that.

Orochimaru's gaze gradually turned dangerous.

"This matter isn't urgent, but the problems with your body need to be dealt with urgently."

Seeing Orochimaru like this, Kakashi and Might Guy clung to each other in fright.

Might Duy:

┌(.Д.)┐

Orochimaru:

(-@y@)

"Lord Orochimaru, this should be about enough now, right?"

"I'm more or less satisfied."

"Eh?"

"Hmm—? What, do you want to continue?"

"No, no, no, I really don't. Two times is already more than enough of such a good thing."

Even a thick-browed, big-eyed guy like you had started saying things like that?

"By the way, these are some of my insights into developing taijutsu. Take them and have a look. See if you can use them to derive some taijutsu suitable for shinobi."

Orochimaru handed Might Duy a copy of the materials he had compiled on the Six Powers of the Navy.

Might Duy, sitting on the operating table and trembling as he got dressed, extended a shaking hand at those words.

However, Guy, being very perceptive, took it for him.

He did not dare make any suggestive remarks now. Orochimaru's presence at this moment was simply far too dangerous.

Outside Orochimaru's house.

Might Guy carried Might Duy, who could no longer walk steadily, on his back as they prepared to leave.

"I'll treat this as weight training! First, I'll carry Dad around Konohagakure a hundred times!"

"What the patient needs right now is rest. Excessive exercise is inadvisable. Follow the prescription I gave you, and after a night's sleep, he should be mostly recovered by tomorrow."

Doctor Orochimaru, still wearing his white coat, instructed the patient's family member.

"Oh, and Guy, you can use this prescription too. I specifically developed it to supplement physical training and make up for the body's deficits."

Orochimaru had modified this based on a secret prescription from the Navy, replacing some of its ingredients with medicines from the Shinobi World that had the same properties.

Orochimaru had already used it himself, and Kakashi was using it too. The results were quite good; even sensitive skin could use it.

"Thank you so much for the trouble, Lord Orochimaru. In the name of youth, I guarantee that I'll help you develop new taijutsu!"

Might Duy said, trembling as he raised a thumbs-up.

"Mm, then I'll be relying on you too, Duy. Remember to bring Guy over often when you have time. Kakashi could use another companion as well."

Orochimaru said politely.

"Absolutely not! Ah, no, I mean Guy can come. I'll devote all my energy to the task Lord Orochimaru entrusted to me!"