Tsunade's Deep Love for Shengshu

"Rin, don't train for the time being. The Caged Bird curse mark will gradually erode you as you use Chakra.

Although your Gene has now been completed, you still need to be careful."

"Alright, I understand."

Rin nodded, and Miyoshi was reassured by her agreement.

As long as Rin nodded to something he said, she would do it.

"There are already some leads on completely removing the Caged Bird, but it will take a little time."

"It's fine. Miyoshi will definitely help me."

Rin looked towards Miyoshi—or rather, her Line of sight had never left him.

"Of course. Get to bed early. Tomorrow, we still have to wait for that Jonin known as White Fang."

"Okay."

Today was a fine, sunny day.

The sky was clear and cloudless for miles.

Early in the morning, Miyoshi ran over to the Yan Family residence and happened to see Yan, who was preparing to look for him.

"Miyoshi-kun, you're up very early today."

Yan brushed back her Long hair draped over her shoulders and spoke gently to Miyoshi.

"Yeah, graduation is today. I have a gift for you."

Miyoshi pulled Yan into the laboratory.

"A gift from Miyoshi-kun..."

As Yan looked at Miyoshi pulling her along, anticipation unconsciously rose in her heart.

"This is your graduation gift."

Miyoshi opened the wooden box and took out the entirely azure Alchemy Blade from within.

"This is a sword made from Chakra Conductive Metal, and it has an ability I specially crafted for you."

Looking at the beautiful azure shortsword In front of her, Yan covered her little mouth, her face full of surprise.

"It's so beautiful."

"Pick it up and give it a try."

Miyoshi handed the shortsword to Yan.

Yan Picked up the Sword edge and infused it with a thread of Chakra. In an instant, a faint glow radiated from the blade.

The flowing wind seemed to have heard a command and gathered around the Sword edge.

"That's amazing. I feel like This sword is as light as a sheet of paper."

Yan closed her eyes and flourished the sword. She found that the sword in her hand had no weight at all, yet it cut through iron like mud.

Its sharpness felt as though it had sliced through the wind in the air.

"It has one more, most important ability. Let's test it out in the courtyard."

Yan grew even more expectant. She had never imagined that Miyoshi-kun's gift to her would be a shortsword.

"Did Miyoshi-kun make This sword himself?"

Yan asked in delighted surprise.

Although she had seen Miyoshi tinkering with weapons made of Chakra metal before, she had never expected him to truly make one—especially a sword like this, one Yan had never seen before.

Yan was not ignorant of fine weapons. On the contrary, because of her grandfather Enichi, she knew a great deal about swords.

Yet she had never heard of a short blade that was both so light and so sharp.

Moreover, she had a strange feeling. This breeze did not seem to be wind transformed from Chakra, but the wind of nature itself, merely stirred by Chakra.

More precisely, it was the flowing wind stirred by this weapon; Chakra was only an energy source, like electricity.

However, she knew very little about such things.

But knowing that Miyoshi-kun would not deceive her, she stopped dwelling on it. If he wanted to explain, Miyoshi-kun would naturally explain it to her later.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

In the courtyard, Miyoshi stood opposite Yan and slowly formed hand seals beneath her expectant gaze.

"Yan, concentrate your Chakra into the hilt and stab the Great Fireball with the sword."

Though she did not understand what Miyoshi meant, Yan still did as he said.

The Great Fireball flew from Miyoshi's mouth toward Yan, while Yan poured a large amount of Chakra into the Alchemy Sword.

Yan seemed to hear a grand voice. Then, the moment the Great Fireball touched the sword tip, it was slowly dispersed by a surging gale.

"Is the sword using a ninjutsu?"

Yan's eyes widened, unable to believe the sight before her.

A sword could actually perform ninjutsu? That was way too absurd.

"Mm, I inscribed my Wind Release ninjutsu onto this short blade—the tornado one.

"If you ever run into danger, you can control it to protect yourself."

"Miyoshi-kun, that's incredible."

Yan was stunned for the first time, her little mouth slightly agape. This sword had utterly shattered the common sense she possessed as a Ninja.

"Give it a name."

Miyoshi's voice snapped her back to her senses.

"Ah, Miyoshi-kun didn't name it?"

"This is a gift for you, so of course our adorable Yan should name it."

"Let's call it Fanghua."

A name that represented beauty.

Fanghua was a sword upon which he had completely inscribed the Dragon Script of the Wind King Eye. It absolutely represented one of Miyoshi's finest works so far.

As for why it was only one of them, naturally, there was another sword.

By inscribing the complete Mirror Eye and making certain improvements upon that foundation, it could analyze a ninjutsu and then record it.

Miyoshi had named it Mirror.

Any ninjutsu or Word Spirit analyzed by Mirror would be recorded within the blade. The next time, it only needed Chakra to be input for it to activate automatically.

However, there were only three slots for inscribing and solidifying ninjutsu, while Bloodline ninjutsu were too complex to be analyzed.

That was its current flaw.

Moreover, it was still far from the weapon with an Alchemical Domain that Miyoshi had envisioned.

But for Miyoshi, who only possessed an A-rank Bloodline at present, it was already quite good.

The Dragon Script of the Dragon Clan originated from their bloodline. Once his bloodline rose in rank, he would naturally obtain more Dragon Script.

Even something as complex as an Alchemical Domain—Miyoshi was confident he could create one in the future.

Yan happily put away the sword that had overturned everything she knew.

No matter how Miyoshi-kun had done it, it was a gift for her anyway.

This way, she could protect Miyoshi-kun even better.

Thinking of the cruelty of war that Second Grandfather had told her about back then, as well as the tragedies caused by lacking strength.

It was precisely because of that incident that Yan had awakened her two-Magatama.

Yan could not help tightening her grip around Fanghua.

I'll definitely protect you, Miyoshi-kun.

"Oh, isn't this Shengshu? Getting discharged today?"

Miyoshi rarely teased anyone in such a mocking tone. He was generally very polite—unless he truly could not hold it back.

Looking at Shengshu limping along, Miyoshi wanted to laugh.

During the war the previous year, Shengshu had charged ahead and accidentally entered a trap, falling into a pit filled with Explosive Tags.

Fortunately, the alchemical item Miyoshi had given Shengshu took effect, and Shengshu seemed to fly.

He shot straight into the sky. Fortunately, Orochimaru realized something was wrong and caught Shengshu.

Though at a loss, he could not help letting out a sigh of relief.

Orochimaru had clearly seen Shengshu land on the Explosive Tags in an instant.

Fortunately, although he had no idea what had happened, it was good enough that the boy was all right.

Orochimaru hurriedly took Shengshu to the hospital for treatment. The examination revealed a mild concussion and a minor fracture in his lower leg.

Tsunade rushed over as soon as she heard the news. After listening to Orochimaru's account, she stormed into Shengshu's room in fury and directly turned his originally minor fracture into a severe one.

She did not even heal him, leaving him to lie in the hospital. In the end, he was helplessly sent back to the village.

After Miyoshi learned about it, he dragged Yan along and deliberately spent an entire morning laughing at him in his hospital room.

When Tsunade returned to the village a few days later, she even went out of her way to thank Miyoshi.

After all, Shengshu had told her that if it had not been for the item Miyoshi had given him, he would be lying beneath the Memorial Stone now.

Miyoshi immediately took the opportunity to ask Tsunade for a method to cultivate Sage Art.

But unexpectedly, Tsunade seemed to have gone mad. She instantly dropped her previous gentle manner, flew into a rage, and sent him flying with a punch.

Fortunately, he was tough enough, or he would probably have ended up as Shengshu's hospital roommate.