Back home.
That was right. After consecutively completing several S-rank missions, Araki had not only acquired a chakra weapon for himself, but had also bought a house in Kirigakure!
It was not some spacious residence with a courtyard and training grounds, but owning a house truly felt different.
Lying on his own bed, Araki, utterly relaxed, soon entered the Consciousness Space.
As a newly promoted Genin Anbu squad captain, he decided to strengthen himself before leading his team on missions.
After all the tempering he had undergone recently, Araki felt that he had a decent chance of defeating Yasuo completely.
"As long as I can defeat Yasuo, I can raise my strength even further. Reaching the level of an elite Jonin shouldn't be much of a problem!"
Muttering his goal under his breath, he once again saw the long-absent golden page.
"Face the gale, Yasuo!"
With Araki's shout, a dashing man appeared on the wind.
He wore blue robes and had a flowing ponytail. Simply standing there, he possessed the bearing of an abyssal pool and towering mountain, as though his small frame contained an endless tempest.
"I'll give you a quick death!"
Yasuo shouted, and emerald energy immediately coated his blade. Storms churned around him, and his wind armor was already in place.
"Using your ultimate right from the start?" Araki was slightly startled, then smiled. "But it's too early to talk big. My progress may exceed your imagination!"
At Araki's command, a layer of Wind Style chakra likewise spread across his blade, forming a thin edge. Unlike before, however, this chakra blade was no longer an ordinary blue, but a pale cyan.
This was Araki's progress. Wind itself had no color, which was why the vast majority of Wind Style techniques were colorless. The chakra blade had appeared