The Invisible Hand Behind Konoha

Bzzz bzzz bzz—bang!

"Pah~ It exploded again!"

Covered head to toe in white slime, Nawaki wiped the pink strawberry jam from his face and stared helplessly at the shattered shaken milkshake cup in his hand.

"Was that the last one?"

He turned to look at the completely empty takeout bag, his lips flattening in discouragement as his gaze shifted to Uchiha Gin, who had conveniently stayed just outside the splash zone.

"Gin-grandpa, can this really train that technique you mentioned?"

"Don't question my teaching methods. This is already a training method designed for idiots."

Uchiha Gin lay sprawled on the wooden recliner, sucking on a lollipop as he shook his head. Looking at the sticky white milkshake around Nawaki's feet, he wore an expression of exasperation at his failure to meet expectations.

Nawaki's talent was not bad. At such a young age, he could already refine an amount of Chakra comparable to that of a Chunin.

On top of that, under the devoted instruction of the strict Senju Hi Shin, his Chakra release and control had already far surpassed Naruto's level when he learned the Rasengan in the original timeline.

Therefore, Uchiha Gin did not waste time copying the gourd and using balloons. Instead, he directly skipped the first two stages of Jiraiya's customized Rasengan training plan.

He chose to have Nawaki focus entirely on mastering how to compress Chakra into a rotating Chakra sphere that could be maintained for a long period.

In other words, the classic technique of rolling a ball.

"But it's really hard to control. The Chakra disperses too easily—I can't concentrate it in one spot at all."

Nawaki licked the strawberry jam from the corner of his mouth. Even the sweet-and-sour flavor could not conceal the bitterness in his heart.

Following Uchiha Gin's instructions, he