Torifu nodded and stood, walking over to face the Wood Clone.
He had only just learned a few Cloud Release techniques.
He had no idea how powerful they were or whether they could inflict any real damage on the Wood Clone.
"Cloud Release: Cloud Sword Technique."
Torifu exhaled wisps of white cloud, which quickly obscured his figure.
With a sharp whistle through the air, three swords formed from Cloud Mist shot forward!
They plunged straight into the Wood Clone's chest!
Then they turned back into Cloud Mist and dispersed.
Although the Wood Clone had been pierced by the Cloud Swords, not a single wound remained.
"There's no visible damage to the surface, but the cold from the Cloud must have entered its body and frozen its organs?"
Hashirama could directly sense the Wood Clone's condition.
There were no wounds, yet its internal organs had frozen. Without immediate treatment, it would soon be dead.
"That technique is powerful. Even a body like the Wood Clone's was affected. An ordinary ninja hit by it wouldn't stand a chance."
Tobirama nodded. "It's certainly impressive, but with prompt treatment, the chances of survival are still high. The only catch is that there'll be severe aftereffects."
Having directly experienced the effects of Cloud Release, the brothers were both impressed by its power.
From the Hand Seals used to perform the technique, they could tell it wasn't particularly advanced. It could only be considered an ordinary technique.
And the Kumonaka Clan couldn't possibly have only such low-level Cloud Release techniques.
Hashirama dismissed the Wood Clone, walked up to Torifu, and patted him on the shoulder. "Knowing you'll be part of Konoha's future puts my mind at ease, my student."
Torifu only nodded, without saying a word. Then Mito spoke up. "It's getting late. Let's go back and get some rest. Torifu, you should stay over too."
The brothers, Hashirama and Tobirama, looked up at the sky as well. It really was late; they should head back and rest.
"Torifu, why don't you stay at my place tonight?"
Torifu naturally couldn't refuse. Otherwise, wouldn't he be slighting his master and Mistress?
"All right, Master. I'll do as you say."
That brought the night's training to a successful close, though it hadn't exactly been training.
The group soon went to sleep after returning home. After all, television hadn't become widespread in this world yet.
And there was no need to mention mobile phones.
They didn't have much to pass the time with, so after eating, they could only wander around outside for a while before going to bed.
It was boring, but peaceful.
Early the next morning, the system woke Kumonaka Torikaze: [Spend a peaceful day in Konoha to receive 100 Calmness Points.]
Including today's reward, Kumonaka Torikaze had saved up 4,700 Calmness Points.
But he was still nowhere near enough to redeem the lifesaving item he'd need when Madara Uchiha attacked Konoha.
He'd spent over a month wandering around Konoha without finding a single spy or triggering even one Chaos Event.
He felt it was time to explore other options. Just waiting around like this definitely wasn't a long-term solution!
Torifu promptly got up, folded his bedding, got dressed, and left the guest room to find somewhere to wash up.
That was when he noticed that Mistress Mito seemed to have gotten up quite early. She was making breakfast.
"Good morning, Mistress."
"Good morning, Torifu. You're up so early. Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"
As Mito saw it, a child this young ought to sleep in more. Once he grew up, he wouldn't have the time anymore.
"No, Mistress. I get up this early every day. I'm used to it."
The truth was, if that damn system didn't announce its messages so early every morning, Kumonaka Torikaze could sleep until noon!
Still, thanks to the system's reminder, he'd never been late. So there were pros and cons.
With Mito's guidance, Torifu quickly washed up. By the time he sat down at the table, Hashirama had woken up too.
Still bleary-eyed, Hashirama had none of a Hokage's dignity. He looked just like a middle-aged office worker after a long day at work.
A dangerous thought suddenly crossed Torifu's mind: Maybe this is the perfect chance to assassinate a Hokage in person?
Hashirama yawned and mumbled, "Torifu, why are you up so early?"
"I'm used to it, Master."
Hashirama ruffled Torifu's hair. "You're a child. You shouldn't put so much pressure on yourself. Things aren't like they used to be."
Torifu felt a little embarrassed. "You're worrying too much, Master."
Since Torifu put it that way, Hashirama didn't keep lecturing him. Torifu's parents had both died while carrying out missions.
So Hashirama wanted to give him a little extra care. Torifu might have seemed more perceptive and mature than other children his age,
but in Hashirama's eyes, he was still just a child.
A little while later, Tobirama arrived, fully dressed and full of energy—a stark contrast to Hashirama.
After breakfast, Hashirama sent a Wood Clone to the Hokage Office to handle his administrative duties.
Missing his first day of training his student would be something he regretted for the rest of his life.
Tobirama, meanwhile, had informed his students the day before to gather above the Hokage Monument at dawn.
"Then let's go. Judging by the time, Monkey and the others should be arriving soon."
After saying goodbye to Mito, Tobirama stood behind Hashirama and Torifu, placing a hand on each of their shoulders.
In an instant, the three of them appeared above the Hokage Monument!
"So strong! So fast!"
This had to be the Space-Time Ninjutsu, the Flying Thunder God Technique! A powerful technique developed by Senju Tobirama!
It would eventually be inherited by the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze, earning him the title Yellow Flash from the shinobi world!
Torifu had barely felt anything. The next moment, the world around him had already changed!
He wondered how Lord Tobirama had developed such an incredible Space-Time Ninjutsu!
No wonder he was the man who'd developed countless forbidden techniques!
Seeing Torifu's expression, Tobirama smiled. "What do you think, Torifu? Want to learn it?"
Tobirama was always especially fond of talented youngsters like him, and his usual stern demeanor had softened.
Tobirama's students in the distance wondered if they'd gotten up too early and were still dreaming. Could their master really be this gentle?
"Lord Tobirama, I don't think this technique is right for me. I'm just curious about how space and time change."
Tobirama wasn't angry that Torifu had turned him down. Instead, he said, "In a few days, I'll tell you how I went about developing this technique."
Torifu was thrilled to hear that. That's great! He's practically putting the answer right in my mouth!
"Thank you, Lord Tobirama!"
Tobirama always had plenty of patience for geniuses—provided their talent was dazzling enough.
Just like Torifu, who, at only six years old, had already developed several extremely powerful techniques.
No matter how Tobirama looked at it, he liked the boy more and more!
And he was becoming more and more eager to snatch him away from his Big Brother!
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