Delicate Illness Extraction Technique

Akimichi Denji expressed his thanks.

Having a Medical Ninja as a teacher had this advantage: he could train as much as he wanted without worrying about getting injured.

He stood up from the bathtub. He seemed to have grown a little taller, and the muscles on his body were no longer merely a light layer. Instead, they had become more defined.

His eyes were bright and lively, his facial features clear, and his jawline sharp as if carved by a blade.

After tidying himself up, he dried his body and walked out.

Shizune was somewhat surprised when she saw him come out. She looked at Denji, unsure why, but she felt that he seemed to have grown taller.

"I'll heal your injuries for you."

"Sorry for the trouble, Lady Shizune." Akimichi Denji did not refuse.

The greatest taboo in training Taijutsu was leaving hidden injuries behind, as they would limit one's rate of growth and upper limit of strength.

He did not possess the physiques of the Senju or Uzumaki, so it was better to be a little more careful.

Shizune smiled and said, "You don't have to call me teacher. Just call me big sister."

Akimichi Denji did not say anything to indulge her. Instead, he obediently removed his clothes and lay down.

Shizune stared at the muscles on his body in surprise. His abdominal muscles were clearly defined, and though he was lean, he was filled with strength. She became somewhat distracted before finally channeling Mystical Palm Technique into her hand.

This reminded Akimichi Denji that he seemed to be able to train a little Medical Ninjutsu as well.

He asked Shizune, "Can I learn Medical Ninjutsu?"

Shizune smiled. "Medical Ninjutsu isn't that easy to learn."

However, she seemed to remember Akimichi Denji's talent for ninjutsu. After pondering for a moment, she said, "But if it's you..."

Unlike Tsunade's Taijutsu, her medical techniques were more refined.

What Akimichi Denji was thinking was that if he could use Strength of a Hundred at the Transcendent Mastery stage someday, he would be able to use Medical Ninjutsu to heal his own wounds.

Multi-Size Technique also placed a burden on the body. In the original story, after using Multi-Size Technique, one had to recuperate in the hospital.

If he could advance Medical Ninjutsu to the Transcendent Mastery stage, could he create a permanent perpetual-motion machine?

As Akimichi Denji thought about it, golden light suddenly erupted in his mind.

He sat up and straightened himself, saying solemnly, "Please teach me."

Shizune was stunned by his sudden action, then covered her mouth and laughed.

"If you want to learn, of course you can. But you should still ask Lady Tsunade first."

"You want to learn Medical Ninjutsu?" Tsunade looked at Denji in surprise. Denji nodded seriously. "I didn't expect a brat your age to be interested in Medical Ninjutsu."

Tsunade was genuinely surprised.

"Healing is more powerful than pure violence," Akimichi Denji replied.

Tsunade froze, seemingly not expecting Akimichi Denji to give such an answer.

Akimichi Denji's life suddenly surfaced in her mind: his mother had died of illness before his eyes, and he had fled back from the Land of Rain. Even now, his face was thin and his skin pale. He must have experienced many separations and deaths in the Land of Rain, which was why he had suddenly come to yearn for the power of Medical Ninjutsu.

She suddenly felt that she understood this boy a little.

"Medical Ninjutsu greatly tests a person's chakra control. But in your case, there shouldn't be any problem. You mastered your Strength of a Hundred technique so quickly, so your chakra control should be excellent," Tsunade said after some thought.

"I'll teach you the simplest Medical Ninjutsu first—the B-rank Delicate Illness Extraction Technique."

Unexpectedly, Akimichi Denji progressed incredibly quickly. Without spending any points, he had already reached the entry level in a single night, faster than he had trained any other ninjutsu.

It seemed that, just as Tsunade had said, the Transcendent Mastery of Strength of a Hundred had given him unparalleled chakra control, granting him unique talent in training Medical Ninjutsu.

This surprised Denji. He had thought he would need to spend points.

It seemed that the system's training skills did not merely mean learning a skill. They also included the abilities required for it, such as chakra control.

Akimichi Denji was very surprised, but Tsunade was not surprised at all.

Compared to this, she seemed to have long since grown accustomed to Akimichi Denji's absurdly talented learning speed.

He had even mastered the S-rank forbidden technique Strength of a Hundred. Naturally, an ordinary B-rank Delicate Illness Extraction Technique was easy for him.

"Try it out," Tsunade said.

"How do I try it?"

Delicate Illness Extraction Technique used a Chakra Blade to cut open a wound, then extract toxins and organs. It was different from traditional healing.

Tsunade took a fish from the kitchen. This was an indispensable tool for Medical Ninjas in training.

"Try to take the blood out of this fish."

Akimichi Denji looked at the fish that was still struggling, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Nevertheless, he followed the instructions, picked up a kitchen knife, and cut open the fish's belly. He activated Delicate Illness Extraction Technique, and a mass of blood appeared in his hand.

The fish stopped struggling.

Tsunade nodded. Not bad.

Akimichi Denji asked, "Teach me Yin Healing Wound Destruction Technique next."

This was also a technique Akimichi Denji had considered. Yin Healing Wound Destruction Technique predicted in advance where wounds would appear, then used chakra to heal them. The injuries caused by Strength of a Hundred and Multi-Size Technique were fixed in nature.

Yin Healing Wound Destruction Technique did not require a high level of proficiency to make up for the weaknesses of these two Taijutsu techniques.

"I'll teach you the others later. There's no need to rush," Tsunade said.

Tsunade yawned, stretched, and walked back to her room.

"I warmed some milk for you on the table. You're still growing. Remember to drink it."

Akimichi Denji looked at the steaming milk on the table, his eyes flickering.

Fluorescent light flashed in his hand as he continued practicing Delicate Illness Extraction Technique on the fish.

The next day, when he got up, he was surprised to see that Tsunade and Shizune were already at the dining table.

"Eat breakfast first."

Tsunade pointed to the breakfast on the table, which was already covered with all kinds of dishes: dango, glutinous rice chicken, steamed buns, pancakes...

That clearly was not the usual portion for the two of them. They had obviously bought extra.

"Go on, children should eat more proper meals. Military Ration Pills can replenish your energy, but if you eat them for too long, they'll start to feel utterly joyless, won't they? After all, eating those pills feels no different from eating mud." Tsunade looked at Akimichi Denji, her tone somewhat gentle.

"I prepared milk especially for you, too." She handed him a cup of milk.

Akimichi Denji took the milk and froze. Then he silently nodded.

He had never really cared about this.

Military Ration Pills did taste terrible. After all, they were emergency food for wartime, and no one had considered their flavor.

If he had to describe it, they were like a rag covered in vomit that had been wiped clean after being thrown into a sewer, then swallowed whole.

But Akimichi Denji had long since grown accustomed to food with poor flavor. In his previous life, he had eaten boiled chicken breast for three years to stay fit, swallowed creatine dry, and consumed beetroot powder.

His sense of taste had long since evolved away.

Even so, this sudden concern still left him somewhat at a loss.

He silently sat down and finished everything bit by bit.

The early morning light filtered through the old window lattice of the Senju Ancestral Home. The lonely Senju Ancestral Home now carried a trace of human warmth. Morning birds occasionally began to sing as the three of them sat together in harmony.