Let's Train Together Every Day From Now On!

In the ramen shop, Watanabe ate his noodles and said, "Tsunade, I'll return the scroll you gave me once I've learned it."

Tsunade didn't mind; the Ninjutsu scroll was a gift to Watanabe, and she never expected it back.

However, given Watanabe's proud nature, he even wrote an IOU for a few sets of clothes, let alone a more valuable scroll?

"Those three Ninjutsu won't be easy to master. We'll talk when you've learned them."

"Have you mastered them?" Watanabe asked curiously.

Frankly speaking, mastering just one S-rank Ninjutsu could be considered a signature skill, enough to dominate with a single move.

Tsunade replied, "No, I'm learning other Ninjutsu right now and don't have that much energy."

Watanabe mused, guessing that what Tsunade was learning now must also be S-rank Ninjutsu.

What a top-tier rich beauty!

He wondered how many S-rank Ninjutsu her family possessed; if they just let a few slip through their fingers, he'd be left in the dust.

"Tsunade, let's train together every day from now on!"

Watanabe seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly invited her.

"Cough cough!"

Tsunade choked on her soup, coughing violently twice, her face turning red.

"Don't rush, eat slowly. There's still plenty of time before class."

Watanabe patted her back to comfort her.

Tsunade: "..."

Her face turned even redder. She felt uncomfortable with his hand on her back and squirmed slightly, not yet used to Watanabe touching her so directly.

"Why are you suddenly saying this?" she feigned composure.

Watanabe's face was full of seriousness: "I'll help you grow too. Let's get stronger together!"

Tsunade considered it for a moment and then nodded with reserve, "Alright, but I can only train with you when I have free time."

Watanabe smiled brightly. With Tsunade's words, it would be hard for his strength not to improve quickly in the future.

And with himself as a sparring partner, it would surely help Tsunade. Friends shouldn't let one side give unilaterally; mutual help is the mark of true friendship, and it would strengthen their bond.

Tsunade paid for lunch. Watanabe didn't fight her for the bill this time, as he already owed her over sixty thousand Ryo and had no idea how he would repay it.

In the afternoon, when they arrived at class, Watanabe's completely new attire caused quite a stir among his classmates.

"Whoa, where did this kid get all that money?"

Jiraiya's expression could only be described as shocked for the first time in a hundred years.

Watanabe used to be the most poorly dressed person in class; now, that role had fallen to Jiraiya.

"Watanabe-kun surprisingly suits a suit."

"Yeah, he looks like a gentleman, very refined and handsome."

"Watanabe-kun should have dressed like this long ago."

"..."

Several girls who considered themselves on good terms with Watanabe gathered around him, chatting and laughing.

Tsunade felt uncomfortable again, suddenly regretting it. She hadn't bought Watanabe clothes for him to flirt with other girls.

[Attention Received: Presence -3, Security +2, Inferiority +4...]

Watanabe was speechless.

Don't mess with me.

He longed for the days when he was an unknown nobody, a slacker.

"Tsunade bought these clothes for me. I think they look great too."

Watanabe responded to the girls who were talking to him.

As soon as he said this, the buzzing classroom fell silent, and everyone exchanged glances.

Tsunade's lips curved slightly.

Hmph, good that you know your place.

"No wonder, so Tsunade bought them. You two really have a good relationship."

The girls forced awkward smiles and wisely stopped crowding around Watanabe.

Only a very close couple would buy clothes for each other, especially a suit that looked expensive. They all understood the implication in Watanabe's words.

"The guy who lives off women, what's there to be proud of!"

Inuzuka Kiba grumbled inwardly.

He felt Tsunade would regret it sooner or later. Watanabe's intentions in approaching her were far from pure; he would likely cheat her out of her money and her affections, only to be ruthlessly abandoned in the end.

At that time, wouldn't it be honest guys like himself who would end up picking up the pieces?

"It seems I really don't have a chance..."

Dan Katō looked at Tsunade, who remained silent and offered no explanation, a look of melancholy and dejection flashing across his face.

Jiraiya's eyes darted around, and he suddenly leaned his head conspiratorially towards Tsunade. "Tsunade, why don't you take care of me too? I'm good at..."

Tsunade punched him squarely on the head, veins throbbing on her forehead. "Are you tired of living?!"

The days at the Ninja Academy were monotonous, boring, and lively all at once.

After using Tsunade as a shield, Watanabe finally returned to his former inconspicuous self. No more little girls pestered him. As for the boys, aside from the simple-minded Inuzuka Kiba, he doubted anyone else would bother him.

Watanabe was quite pitiful, really. Tsunade was the only one in his class he could genuinely call a friend; he was only half-acquainted with everyone else.

He had only gotten to know Tsunade well in the last couple of days.

Watanabe slacked off as usual for the entire afternoon. The increase in his Blood Essence was roughly equivalent to being punched three times by Tsunade. But even a mosquito's leg is still meat, so it was better than nothing.

After school in the evening, Watanabe, as usual, found Tsunade. "Are you going home tonight?"

Tsunade immediately understood his intentions and said demurely, "I can go back a little later."

"Then come to my place, I'll cook for you."

Tsunade reluctantly agreed.

Watanabe didn't prepare an overly lavish dinner today, just a couple of simple home-style stir-fried dishes. Tsunade still ate with relish.

After dinner, the two began to train. Watanabe took out a Ninjutsu scroll.

"The Mutual Multiplication Paper Bomb Technique is quite dangerous; you can easily blow yourself up. You should learn the Flying Thunder God and Spirit Transformation Technique first," Tsunade advised him.

After thinking for a moment, she added, "The Flying Thunder God is a space-time Ninjutsu and requires a lot of talent. The Spirit Transformation Technique is a bit simpler, so you should learn that one first."

"Okay."

Watanabe also understood the principle of not biting off more than you can chew. Learning even one S-rank Ninjutsu would be remarkable.

The essence of the Spirit Transformation Technique was to spiritualize oneself into a living soul, allowing it to traverse reality regardless of distance. It could also possess others, achieving the goal of controlling their bodies or entering their spiritual world.

"Isn't this just like 'soul projection' in Xianxia novels..."

After reading the scroll's introduction, Watanabe pondered to himself, and immediately became interested in this Ninjutsu.

The more powerful the Ninjutsu, the greater the risk. The Spirit Transformation Technique was a prime example. It placed extremely high demands on the caster's soul strength. Every time the soul left the body, it would suffer some degree of damage.

Therefore, the scroll detailed that to master the Spirit Transformation Technique, the caster must temper their spiritual will for a long time to strengthen their soul to the standard required to perform the Ninjutsu.

"I'm a transmigrator, my soul strength must be stronger than ordinary people's. I should be able to skip the initial stage of tempering my spiritual will."

Watanabe decided to try it. Following the scroll's instructions, he formed the "U" hand seal, closed his eyes, circulated his Chakra along specific meridians, and communicated with the soul hidden deep within his spiritual world.