"I choose the second option."
Hiroki barely hesitated, his voice clear and steady.
"Master the Flying Thunder God in three days!? Are you joking!?"
Mitokado Homura abruptly turned his head, his face filled with shock.
Even the Third frowned slightly, his disbelieving gaze falling on Hiroki.
Yet Hiroki was utterly certain.
Since Namikaze Minato had learned the Flying Thunder God, it would only take him ten minutes or so to learn it himself.
Three days?
That was far too generous. Hiroki practically wished he could go out for another round or two and copy every ninja's ninjutsu and secret techniques!
For Hiroki, three days was not merely enough time to copy the Flying Thunder God! It was time to try copying as many of Konoha's carefully hidden ninjutsu as possible!
And besides—
As Hiroki pondered this, he casually glanced at the Nine-Tails on his desktop. Over these three days, aside from copying all sorts of random ninjutsu—
He might need to think about how to deal with Kurama, who had fled at the critical moment.
While Hiroki was still thinking about Kurama, the two advisors were nowhere near as reassured.
"Can you really do it?" Utatane Koharu looked at Hiroki skeptically, yet there was also a hint of fear in her eyes.
Perhaps reality had refuted her again and again, until Utatane Koharu had lost the judgment expected of an advisor.
At that moment, she did not know whether she should believe him or deny it.
"Then let's make a bet." Hiroki's lips curled as his gaze swept lightly over her.
"Bet on whether I can learn it within three days."
Utatane Koharu's breathing caught, and she promptly shook her head.
She did not dare.
What if he really did it? How would she face herself then?
Mitokado Homura stared