"Thirty million?"
Hyuga Kazuya subconsciously stroked his chin in thought.
That was about 0.86 Asumas. Still, for Tsunade, that price was acceptable.
"Mm, this price... Uncle, you're really generous!"
Hyuga Kazuya gave his uncle a thumbs-up.
"Can't be helped. You're my only relative, after all."
"Hehe." Hyuga Kazuya smiled smugly, then patted his chest and made a promise.
"Don't worry, I'll pay it back!"
His uncle merely smiled without saying anything. He had long since lost count of how many times he had heard those words.
"I'll give you the money tomorrow, kid."
"Mm-hmm, thank you, Uncle."
Before long, the two chatted a little more before going their separate ways.
After returning home, Hyuga Kazuya did not begin his daily training.
Instead, he thought about what his uncle had said earlier about practicing the Life Breath Technique.
"A feeling of fullness?"
"Why would there be such a feeling?"
Hyuga Kazuya frowned as he thought, but he could not figure it out no matter what.
When he practiced the Life Breath Technique, he had never felt that way. His "cells" were like a child who could never get enough to eat, constantly crying out for hunger, hunger.
"Where's the problem?"
"Am I unusual, or is Uncle unusual?"
With too little data, Hyuga Kazuya could not make a judgment.
However, because of this, he took to heart the matter of teaching the Life Breath Technique to people he trusted.
That way, he could gather more data and compare it.
To determine what exactly was wrong.
But in his heart, Hyuga Kazuya was more inclined to believe that something was wrong with himself, ever since his spar with Jiraiya at the training ground.
The inexplicable suppression on his body, along with this possible abnormality,
both made Hyuga Kazuya think that his body had