What Are You Staring At, Go Make Dinner!

The next morning.

Shinsuke Zenin was training in the yard, his upper body bare.

Even though the body granted by Heavenly Restriction was already powerful enough, he still maintained a sufficient training volume.

The method of cultivating Blood Essence recorded in the scriptures was simple.

First, one needed a body that met the strength standards and contained no Cursed Energy.

Then, one had to train madly until exhaustion. A faint Bloodline Power would be born within the body, and using the super-strong senses from Heavenly Restriction, it could be guided into the acupoints to be nurtured.

Otherwise, the Bloodline Power would quickly dissipate.

The method was simple, but its execution was quite difficult.

He possessed Heavenly Restriction, and his formidable body made it hard to train to exhaustion.

His recovery abilities from Heavenly Restriction might restore his stamina before he could reach exhaustion.

This was also why, over the years, he had only managed to fill three acupoints.

"Huff, huff, huff—"

In the yard, Shinsuke Zenin was doing the simplest push-ups, his body a blur, moving up and down continuously like a pile driver, enough to make a rich woman's legs go weak.

This was his training method: making the recovery speed unable to keep up with his consumption speed to reach a state of exhaustion.

When he was abroad, he usually trained with weights.

However, now that he was back, he hadn't prepared his equipment yet.

"Gulp..."

As Shinsuke Zenin trained intensely, a small figure by the Zenin Family's wall, connected to the compound, hid behind a large tree, peeking out a head to curiously observe the man training.

The gust of wind kicked up by Shinsuke Zenin's training made it difficult for the little one to keep her eyes open. She could only shield them with her small hands, observing him through her fingers.

About half an hour later, Shinsuke Zenin finally felt a hint of fatigue. His entire body was drenched in sweat, his blood churned, and wisps of heat arose from his body.

As his acupoints were activated, these wisps of heat surged into them, being nurtured.

"Hoo..."

Exhaling a breath of hot air, Shinsuke Zenin stood up. In just this short while, his stamina was rapidly recovering, as if he were a perpetual motion machine.

What were those people thinking when they said the physical strength from Heavenly Restriction was easily achievable by any Jujutsu Sorcerer?

Did they truly understand Heavenly Restriction?

Let alone other Jujutsu Sorcerers, Shinsuke Zenin suspected that even Toji hadn't fully developed his Heavenly Restriction.

"Kid, what are you doing hiding behind the tree?"

Shinsuke Zenin walked towards the large tree by the courtyard wall.

He had noticed the little one the moment she appeared.

Seeing that she had been discovered, Maki Zenin emerged from behind the tree, tilting her head back, her two large, watery eyes fixed on the man who seemed like a monster.

"I was just passing by."

Many people in the Zenin Family knew this courtyard belonged to Shinsuke Zenin. Not having it torn down was already giving the Family Head face, so why would anyone come to a place like this?

Only Maki, who was also not well-liked and often bullied by the older children in the Zenin Family, would come to such a place.

Little did she know, when she arrived, someone was actually here.

And it was that guy from yesterday who also had no Cursed Energy. He seemed to be her cousin.

Seeing that it was Maki Zenin, Shinsuke Zenin crouched down and reached out a large hand to pinch her shoulder.

"Hmm, looks like you're not a complete waste."

After assessing Maki's bone strength, Shinsuke Zenin made a general judgment.

Maki's Cursed Energy was very weak. Conversely, her physical strength was much greater than that of an ordinary person, though it didn't reach the level of Heavenly Restriction.

It was a weakened version of Heavenly Restriction.

"This place is occupied now. You're not allowed to come here anymore."

Shinsuke Zenin pinched her cheek before turning and walking towards the house.

Maki Zenin touched her cheek, which was red from the pinch, and looked at his retreating back. After a moment of silence, she ran home.

She wanted to find out why the clan members who mocked her were afraid of him!

After taking a bath, Shinsuke Zenin found Toji.

He dragged Toji along, forcing him to lead the way.

"Hurry up, don't make me hit you."

"Stop pulling me, I know the way myself."

Toji looked impatient, feeling inexplicably nervous. He hadn't intended to take care of these two children, leaving them to the Zenin Family. But now, it seemed he had no choice.

Shinsuke Zenin ignored Toji's impatience and instead used the last of his travel money to buy some fruit and milk.

Children are in the midst of their growth spurt.

Following Toji through winding paths into a brightly lit alley, they went up the stairs and stopped before a door.

"Is this it?"

Toji nodded without a word.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Shinsuke Zenin stepped forward and knocked.

With a "click," the door opened, and a child with messy hair stared at Shinsuke Zenin and Toji with wide, wary eyes.

"Who are you?"

"Uh..."

Hearing this, Shinsuke Zenin's lips twitched, and he glanced at Toji.

How long has it been since this guy has seen his own son? The son doesn't recognize his father? Interesting.

"It's me." Toji looked down at Megumi Fushiguro expressionlessly.

Megumi Fushiguro frowned, scrutinizing Toji as if in thought.

"Megumi, who's here?"

A clear voice called out from inside, and a girl, much taller than Megumi Fushiguro, appeared at the door, poking her head out. She was still wearing a cooking apron.

Seeing Toji, the girl looked confused. "Dad? You're back?"

Tsumiki was a bit bewildered. Hadn't this stepfather eloped with her Mom? Why was he back now? Could it be that he ran out of money and wanted to take back the money Mom left for them?

"Hello, I'm your father's older brother. You can call me Uncle."

Shinsuke Zenin smiled as he handed the items in his hands to Tsumiki, introducing himself.

"Uncle?"

"Hello, is there something you need?"

Tsumiki didn't refuse. She took the fruit, opened the door, and let them in.

"Megumi, pour water for Dad and Uncle."

"Okay."

Megumi Fushiguro was obedient to Tsumiki's words and quickly poured water for them, but his eyes held a hint of hostility.

He worried that this unfamiliar father might do something bad, like separating him and his sister.

"Don't be nervous. From today on, Toji will be living with you. If you need anything, just ask him. If you need money, ask him for it. If you need food, have him cook.

If he dares to refuse, come find me, and I'll teach him a lesson."

Shinsuke Zenin stated his intention. Both Tsumiki and Megumi were still too young and might not be able to take care of themselves.

Furthermore, Tsumiki would be targeted by that guy Kenjaku in the future. He'd forgotten the exact timing, but with Toji watching over her, it was highly likely to be avoided.

"Huh?"

Tsumiki and Megumi were dumbfounded.

"Hey, hey, hey! What gives you the right to decide things for me?"

Toji was clearly displeased.

"I'm your brother. Any problem with that?"

"This is decided. Don't even think about discussing it. If I find out anything happens to my niece and nephew, you'll be getting beaten."

"What are you standing around for? Go make dinner!"

Shinsuke Zenin lightly kicked Toji. He felt he had to properly change the disposition of this irresponsible younger brother.

"Tch."

Toji walked into the kitchen with a defiant look, feeling very unhappy, but he seemed afraid to refuse.

This scene reminded him of being dominated by Shinsuke Zenin when he was little.

Shinsuke Zenin: "Don't ever refuse what your brother asks you to do."

Toji: "Why?"

Shinsuke Zenin: "Because I'm your older brother. If you dare to refuse, you'll get hit."