Shock! Seven-Year-Old Child Brutally Bullied by Elderly Man and Woman

The genjutsu of the Kurama Clan can rival that of the Uchiha, which goes to show it has its own unique merits.

Houka walked through the illusion created by Kurama Murakumo, feeling alarmed but not panicked.

I can see pools of blood, withered trees, and a blood-red moon, which means my vision is being manipulated. I cannot feel pain, which means my sense of touch is also being manipulated. The smell of blood means my sense of smell is being manipulated too!

But I can hear Kurama Murakumo's voice, yet I cannot hear any sounds from within the illusion, which means my hearing is still intact!

Out of the five senses, vision, smell, and touch were being controlled. If someone wanted to kill Houka right now, the success rate would certainly be high.

Houka closed his eyes, focused all his perception on his ears, and listened quietly to the movements around him.

Hoo...

Haa...

A faint, almost imperceptible sound of breathing came from his left. Houka couldn't help but tilt his head in that direction, but the next instant, the breathing sound vanished from that spot.

Kurama Murakumo's horse-like face was as gloomy as ink. He had almost been located by this brat. Had he been away from the battlefield for too long, causing his skills to regress?

Regarding the Uchiha Clan, Kurama Murakumo's attitude had always been stiff, yet tinged with a sense of helplessness. In his view, the genjutsu of the two clans was evenly matched, but if combined with a Kekkei Genkai, the Kurama Clan could definitely surpass the Uchiha. Unfortunately, the awakening of the Kurama Clan's Kekkei Genkai was becoming increasingly difficult. In contrast, the Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan grew like weeds in spring, sprouting endlessly. As one declined and the other rose, the Kurama Clan naturally couldn't compete with the Uchiha and gradually declined, falling from a prestigious family to a minor one.

Kurama Murakumo looked at Houka, a faint killing intent flashing in his eyes, before he finally snorted coldly and waved his hand to dispel the genjutsu.

"How was it, brat?" Kurama Murakumo sneered. "This is the genjutsu of my Kurama Clan that manipulates the five senses. Want to learn it? Haha, but I won't teach you!"

"..."

Horse-faced uncle, you are way too full of yourself!

Houka rubbed his face; the sudden restoration of his vision, smell, and touch made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

By the time he recovered, Kurama Murakumo's figure was about to disappear into the corridor, so Houka hurried to catch up.

In the backyard, Kurama Murakumo stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, boasting fiercely about the glorious achievements of the Kurama Clan before he reluctantly began to teach Houka the basics of genjutsu.

"At its core, genjutsu is a form of mental attack, so as long as one's will is firm enough, one can resist ordinary genjutsu. However, genjutsu is also divided into various tiers. The genjutsu of my Kurama Clan, which manipulates the five senses, is something that even a Taijutsu ninja with an incredibly strong will cannot..."

Houka groaned inwardly. He had figured it out: Kurama Murakumo was a narcissist who would find any excuse to brag to him. He figured his ears would be calloused by the time he was done with this!

It wasn't until the sun went down that Kurama Murakumo waved his hand to dismiss Houka: "That's all for today. I won't keep you for dinner. Go on."

Houka's ears couldn't take any more, so he immediately ran out of the Kurama residence upon hearing this.

He hadn't walked far before Houka was blocked by someone.

The person approaching had flowing golden spiky hair, sky-blue eyes, and a very gentle smile. It was none other than Minato Namikaze.

"Houka, do you have time tonight? I want to discuss the name of the Rasengan with you. I thought about it for several nights after I got back and decided that the name 'Rasengan' is too rough and simple. How about adding a prefix like 'Super Invincible Whirlwind Thunderbolt Mighty Great Sphere' to the front of it?"

Houka's eyelid twitched: "Super Invincible Whirlwind Thunderbolt Mighty Great Sphere Rasengan?"

"You think it sounds majestic too, right!" Minato Namikaze's eyes were glowing!

Majestic my foot!

What kind of people are these!

Go away, just go!

I don't know you!

"Minato, it would be better if you just shut up!"

A crisp voice with a hint of tsundere came from behind Minato Namikaze.

Under the moonlight, a girl with a head of red hair walked out. Her skin was fair and her features were lovely, though her gaze was quite sharp.

"Red Hot Habanero." Houka blurted out subconsciously, and then he saw Minato Namikaze shoot him a look that said he was a dead man.

Sure enough, the Red Hot Habanero behind him, also known as Kushina, had already gone berserk. Her red hair danced like an octopus, and she walked toward Houka with her fists clenched, glaring at him with a very, very fierce look: "Brat, what did you just say!"

"I didn't say anything." Houka played dumb, acting cute and rolling around, but he still couldn't escape the devastation of the Red Hot Habanero. His beautiful short black hair was ruffled into a bird's nest.

Minato Namikaze watched the whole time, even offering his own opinions. A husband following his wife's lead—what a pair of lovebirds!

Houka felt so wronged. If this had happened in his previous life, it would definitely have hit the trending headlines. The title was already written: Shocking! Seven-year-old child brutally bullied by older couple, beautiful hair turned into a bird's nest!

In the end, Minato Namikaze treated Houka to a big meal and formally introduced the two parties.

Kushina still hadn't cooled off, glaring at Houka as if to say that if he were two years older, she would beat him until he couldn't take care of himself.

Because Might Duy was busy with a snow-clearing mission and had no time to supervise, Houka was taken away as a matter of course.

"Houka, I've already completed the third stage of the Rasengan!"

The rubber ball in Minato Namikaze's hand burst at his words, and the water inside splashed all over Kushina. With her fiery temper, Kushina didn't care if he was her boyfriend; she was going to beat him into submission first!

Houka panicked and hurriedly shouted: "Don't hit his face!"

Bang!

Minato Namikaze took a punch to the face from Kushina.

Houka yelled: "His hair is so beautiful, don't pull his hair!"

"Ah!!" Minato Namikaze's hair was pulled into a bird's nest.

Houka said: "It's so cold out, don't pour water on him!"

"Water Style: Water Wave!" Kushina drenched Minato Namikaze from head to toe.

Houka sighed, "You really shouldn't let the wind hit you after getting soaked, or you'll catch a cold."

"Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!"

Minato Namikaze was on the verge of tears.

Houka lamented that there were fewer and fewer ninjas as kind-hearted as himself these days. It was a pity he had run into someone as unreasonable as Kushina; what could he do? He was quite pleased with himself, actually!

Once Kushina had finished venting and calmed down, she realized what had just happened. She planted her hands on her hips and glared fiercely at Houka, "You brat, how hateful!"

Houka said aggrievedly, "Sister Kushina, you're so fierce. The more I tried to talk you out of it, the harder you hit."

Wasn't that the truth?

I was trying to talk you down the whole time, but you wouldn't listen. Can you really blame me?

Bang!

Houka got punched.

In the end, Kushina left in a huff.

"Um, Houka, don't take it to heart. Kushina is actually very kind," Minato Namikaze said, tidying up his appearance until he looked dashing once again.

Houka replied, "I am definitely never going to find a girlfriend as savage as that."

Minato Namikaze scratched his head and gave an awkward laugh.

Afterward, the two began to discuss the Rasengan. In truth, it was mostly Minato Namikaze doing the explaining, as he was already further ahead in his training of the technique.

"Well then, I'll be taking my leave. Goodbye, Houka."

"Bye-bye." Houka waved, feeling very grateful. It was clear that Minato Namikaze had come over specifically to guide him on the Rasengan. What a good guy!