Sometimes, the Answer Lies Within Oneself!

Ending the mental possession, Fuyuki returned to his physical body at the Hot Spring Resort. Sasuke and Naruto, who had been lying in the two plastic pools, had already stood up, both looking at each other with confused expressions as if asking: Did you change at all? Why does it feel like I didn't feel anything?

Mentally exhausted, Fuyuki let out a yawn, propped his chin on one hand, and said lazily, "Don't bother looking. The Yin-Yang Chakra Medicinal Bath won't make you fly. The purpose of the bath is to improve your physical condition and provide a faint stimulation based on the principle that like charges repel. To get stronger, you need to fight!"

"No, no, no, don't look at me. I don't have the time to play house with you."

"Young Master, shall this humble servant attend to the young masters visiting our Hot Spring Resort?"

Moryo stiffened her face, stepping forward with a reluctant but physically compliant demeanor, her voice soft yet filled with a resentful, self-pitying expression.

Having been educated by the Hyuga Clan's etiquette instructors, Moryo now possessed a hint of a lady's grace. She could play the part of an eldest daughter from a nouveau riche family, showing no trace of the foul-mouthed, irritable Black Dragon she truly was.

She was becoming more and more like the light-aspected Shrine Maiden. Moryo could never have imagined that she, a dignified Otherworld Demon King, would one day be reduced to working to pay off a debt. She was a monster of the Demon King Seed class; why had she fallen to the point of working at a hot spring resort?

If she lacked money, couldn't she just conquer a nation?

Why would a Demon King have to work?

If you need money, just say the word, and I'll have it delivered to you tomorrow!

"That's it?"

Sasuke looked skeptical. He seriously suspected that if he landed a side kick, he would snap the waist of the girl in the noble kimono. Looking at her slender limbs and skin as white as snow, it was obvious she was a noble lady who had never done a day's work in her life.

"Big sister, you look..." Naruto walked up to the kneeling Moryo, completely unguarded.

The next second, Moryo reached out, grabbed Naruto by the top of his head, and lifted him up. It looked as if she wanted to open him like a bottle of Naruto juice to quench her long-suppressed rage, but seeing Fuyuki sitting nearby, she rationally stopped.

Life as a demon was hard enough; there was no need to make things "man-on-man" just for a moment of satisfaction.

"My two cute little brothers, this humble servant will teach you so much, helping you grow quickly into strong and reliable men!"

Moryo wore a stiff smile, gritting her teeth as she spoke words that went against her true desires.

With one hand holding Naruto by the head and the other pinching Sasuke's cheek, Moryo dragged them both away.

They weren't Fuyuki, and they didn't have the strength to force her into submission; Sasuke and Naruto were just her punching bags!

"I should... well, never mind, it doesn't matter. The Uchiha clan already donated all their Sharingan anyway," Fuyuki muttered, his body sinking into the sofa constructed by the Yang-Attribute Lesser Spirit as he began to take a nap.

Sasuke had already awakened his Sharingan. When he challenged Fuyuki after being discharged from the hospital, he had subconsciously activated his Single Tomoe Sharingan. If you couldn't determine the strength of Moryo, why didn't you activate your Sharingan to probe her chakra?

Your Sharingan can see chakra, too!

Wouldn't one look tell you the enemy's strength? Asking if that was all she had—if you don't want your eyes, you really can donate them!

Drowsy, Fuyuki drifted into a deep sleep. He didn't know if it was the autumn lethargy or if the Yang-Attribute Lesser Spirit was just too comfortable, but he always felt easily exhausted lately.

Fuyuki didn't want to do anything at all; he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Unfortunately, he had too many things to attend to. Collecting chakra was only one part; he also had to convert that chakra into actual combat power rather than just hoarding it.

Chakra didn't come in male or female forms; it wouldn't breed more chakra on its own.

"Let Big Sister Moryo love you well!"

Once out of Fuyuki's sight, Moryo immediately revealed her true colors, grinning hideously as she tossed Sasuke and Naruto into the Fighting Club inside the Hot Spring Hotel. This was an arena built for nobles who enjoyed watching ninja battles, allowing them to vent their wealth here.

Sasuke and Naruto looked grave. Having been carried the whole way by this seemingly frail girl, even they weren't stupid enough to realize that this girl named Moryo was no simple person. But with their empty brains, they couldn't figure out exactly what made her so extraordinary.

How one regrets having too little knowledge when the time comes to use it; this regret is truly endless!

Moryo leaped into the arena, her body lunging forward with a sudden tilt, closing the distance to Sasuke and Naruto. She spread her arms, colliding with them and sending them tumbling through the air. They landed on the ground in a pathetic heap, unable to believe that the delicate-looking girl before them possessed such terrifying taijutsu.

But Moryo had no intention of stopping. The summoner's order was to accompany the two in their training and make them strong!

Therefore, Moryo proceeded to demonstrate what a Dragon Charge was, using the delicate girl's body to put Sasuke and Naruto through all sorts of high-difficulty aerial flips.

Outside the arena, a group of green, round spirits gathered at some point, huddling together to discuss how they should treat the two poor customers later.

There were many spirits in the Hot Spring Hotel of all different attributes. These were summoned by Fuyuki to help manage the hotel, as the official staff were still in training and could not yet work normally.

"Damn it, no way to fight back..."

Leaning against the high wall of the arena and receiving treatment from a Yang-Attribute Spirit, Sasuke looked unwilling to accept this.

He could barely accept that his peer Fuyuki was stronger than him; after all, both were heirs to bloodline families, and the resources they could enjoy were far beyond what ordinary commoners could imagine!

But this Moryo girl, a commoner, how could she be so much stronger than him? Strong to the point where he couldn't even see her movements, forced to silently endure her "gentle" beating!

Moryo was only using her speed to knock them away, not using any heavy force, because this was just sparring!

However, Sasuke's pride could not accept it!

Naruto didn't think as much as Sasuke, lying on the ground and receiving the spirit's treatment with a carefree attitude.

He didn't have any deep-seated grudges; at most, he was just isolated by the villagers.

However, ever since he started at the Ninja Academy, he had met other ninja children who knew the truth about him. They didn't show much malice or isolation, just a bit of disdain, and he had managed to make quite a few friends.

Sakura, Fuyuki, Hinata, Ino, Kiba—Naruto was quite satisfied now and had no motivation to become stronger.

He had only come for the special training to keep Sasuke company.

"Wrong. It's not that I'm too strong; it's that you're too weak." Moryo covered her mouth and giggled, then her expression stiffened. She silently lowered her hand and mocked, "Sometimes, humans love to shirk responsibility. 'I didn't lose because I'm weak, but because the enemy is too strong.'"

"You are making excuses to put your heart at ease, and in that comfort, you naturally accept my beatings and bullying. In the end, you will become lazy!"

Moryo was a cunning spirit; it had erased more people than Sasuke had ever met, and it understood the weaknesses of human nature all too well.

Seeing the expression on Sasuke's face, it knew exactly what the guy was thinking and immediately began to mock him.

The mockery wasn't meant to teach Sasuke anything; it was simply to satisfy Moryo's own twisted sense of amusement!

Seeing the look of collapse on someone's face made it so happy!

"This..." Sasuke's expression shifted violently. He wanted to retort, but the words wouldn't come out no matter how hard he tried.

"What are you saying? Why make it so complicated?"

Seeing Sasuke being bullied so miserably, Naruto immediately stepped in front of him and declared arrogantly, "Isn't it just a fight? Let's spar!"

The golden-haired fox issued the challenge, and the black-haired fox revealed a meaningful smile, preparing to speak.

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