Middle Finger Raikiri Thousand Years of Death? Are You an Oni!

"Fugaku, are you sure you don't want to go out and talk to them?"

Hearing the howls coming from outside the house, Mikoto looked at him with some concern.

"No need, no need."

"That kid Sasuke did some bad things last night, so it's only right he gets beaten today."

Hearing this, Fugaku just waved his hand and casually tossed out a bamboo rod called Seven Wolves.

Then he pulled the wooden door shut, wrapped his arm around his wife, and comforted her: "Don't worry, Jin may not talk much, but he knows his limits."

"But..."

"No buts. It's early morning—let's sleep a little longer."

"Mmm... mmph..."

Inside the house, the battle raged on.

The situation was one-sided.

Outside the house, the beating continued.

The situation was also one-sided.

Jin looked at Sasuke, who was hanging from the courtyard wall, picked his teeth, and asked, "Had enough yet?"

"I was wrong? Hmph! If you hadn't been born two years earlier and learned more jutsu than me, the one hanging here right now would be you!"

If there's one thing people praise about Second Pillar?

It has to be that mouth and that attitude.

Even while hanging up there, he still tilted his head slightly, showing off his smug face with a side-eye.

"Oh ho, Pretentious Bro, is that it?"

"Come on, I'll give you a chance. I won't use ninjutsu—I'll fight you with just my body."

Jin grinned, then waved his hand and untied the rope above.

Over these six years, while his chakra control had steadily improved, his physical fitness had surged ahead!

Countless terms like "Strong Body" and "Agile Movements" had been fused!

The results were astonishing.

Relying solely on his small eight-year-old body, his stats could rival a chunin!

That was with zero ninjutsu enhancement—pure numbers.

So he didn't mind letting Sasuke experience a full-scale beatdown.

"Come on, what do you want to compete in?"

"Compete? I challenge you to a duel! With our bodies!"

Sasuke yelled, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he shot forward.

His years of training showed their advantage right then.

Quick movements, fast steps.

In the blink of an eye, he crouched low and closed a distance of over ten meters.

"Hmph! What an idiot—actually letting me get this close!"

"I'll send you flying! Uchiha Jin!"

A hint of disdain and pride flickered across Sasuke's slightly flushed face.

He could already picture the scene of Jin being knocked down and begging for mercy!

At that thought, his eyes trembled with excitement.

Even his cheeks flushed red.

He felt like he was floating on a cloud—wait, flying?

Feeling his feet leave the ground, Sasuke's mind went blank for a moment. Wasn't the flying supposed to go the other way?

Why was it him?

At the same time, pain shot through his abdomen.

His face darkened, and he quickly opened his eyes wide to look down.

Across from him.

The moment Jin saw Sasuke charging in, he suddenly bent low.

Then, with both hands, he grabbed Sasuke's waist and slammed him into a reverse throw!

Uchiha Body Slam!

Bam!

The ground trembled.

Little Sasuke, big confusion.

Lying on the grass by the wall, his eyes utterly vacant.

As if stripped of intelligence, nothing but dead stillness remained.

Ninjutsu, taijutsu, even genjutsu—he was no match for this slacking deadweight!

Tired of it all. Let it all burn!

Jin: ???

"Does the Uchiha Body Slam really hit that hard?"

"Did it just turn Second Pillar into a second-rate idiot?"

He clicked his tongue, but worry outweighed his shock.

If this toss actually broke something, what would happen to Naruto?

But when he got closer, he saw that Sasuke seemed to have gained a few trait orbs.

One had even rolled right to his feet.

"So... this drops items now??"

The corner of his mouth twitched as he looked toward the prompt before him.

Just then, a new prompt appeared in his vision.

[Defeated Uchiha Sasuke. Attempting to copy traits.]

[Copyable Traits: Brother Complex (Black), Emotionally Stable (Black), Child of Destiny (Color), Lightning Release Mastery (Purple), Great Fireball Technique (Green), Three Body Technique (White)...]

[Copy successful. Congratulations, host, for obtaining the elite trait Great Fireball Technique (Green).]

Well, it dropped a trait that didn't matter much.

But...

Jin's gaze shifted to the new black trait:

"Emotionally Stable?"

"On the Night of the Uchiha Clan Massacre, he angrily awakened a single Tomoe—if you look at it that way, he really is emotionally stable..."

"But... did my Body Slam knock him into an emotional disorder, and that's why he's stable now?"

Thinking of that possibility, Jin looked down again.

His eyes filled with sympathy and pity. "Don't be a sand sculpture, Second Pillar. If you can't handle it, I'll actually teach you Lightning Release!"

Sasuke: ???

What the hell is that look in your eyes!

His lifeless gaze caught the scene just in time, and his heart was about to explode with rage.

But just as he was about to lash out in fury, he caught the second half of the sentence.

His irritable heart suddenly rippled.

Lightning Release!

The art of lightning!

Ever since Jin had said those words, he'd actually been mulling it over in his mind.

Especially after yesterday's class, when he asked the teacher about the power of Lightning Release—the itch in his heart had become unbearable.

Iruka-sensei's words still rang in his ears: "Sasuke, Lightning Release is one of the most ferocious offensive ninjutsu in the shinobi world. Its killing power is astonishing."

So, hesitating for only a moment, he immediately stood up and looked at Jin.

Without a second thought, he said, "Come on, teach me!"

"Phew." Jin let out a sigh of relief. "Good, he can still talk."

In common understanding, as long as someone could still speak normally, they weren't stupid.

Even if they were stupid, they weren't that stupid!

But soon, he found himself in a bind.

"I want to learn that technique from yesterday—the one where lightning coiled around your hand!"

Sasuke's eyes lit up. In that moment, his craving for Lightning Release overpowered his hatred for his older brother.

"Then let's start with learning the hand seals!"

Hearing that second half, the smile on Jin's face suddenly froze.

He instinctively raised two fingers and said, "Hand seals? For a jutsu at this level, isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

It was the truth.

Relying on his traits, he really didn't know how to form hand seals.

Could it be like how Naruto taught Konohamaru to make a Rasengan—just say "first do this, then do that," and that's enough to teach it?

As the Child of the Version, Second Pillar's comprehension can't be worse than Konohamaru's, right?

Thinking this, Jin put away his expression and said seriously, "Lightning Release is different from the others. You just need to earnestly sense the power of lightning in nature, and you'll learn it!"

"This is also how your big brother here stays lying on the courtyard wall through rain or shine, even when the heavy rain comes pouring down!"

As he spoke, the Lightning Release: Chidori tag faintly glowed.

Crackle, crackle.

The fingertips sparking with lightning now resembled a blade of thunder!

Sharp beyond compare!

Looking at the lightning blade formed by his index and middle fingers, Jin suddenly noticed another tag on him was also shining brightly.

Special Tag: Thousand Years of Death (Black)!

This scene made an absurd thought rise in his mind:

"That Kakashi guy..."

"When he first created Chidori, could it have been to pair with Thousand Years of Death?"

"Index Finger Chidori: Thousand Years of Death?!"

Hiss!

At that thought, he felt a chill run through his entire body.

Just how malicious a man would have to be to come up with a move like that?

Of course!

If Kakashi ever went to the future Land of Abundance...

With just this one trick, he'd probably be worshipped as a god by countless Konan girls!