Fourteen pounds?
Not heavy.
Yuki Yuichi's weighted training clothes alone weighed sixty pounds. The fourteen pounds in his hands were nothing by comparison.
But considering he was practicing swordsmanship, that weight was terrifying.
As everyone knew, lifting something weighing ten pounds was easy, but carrying that ten-pound object while repeating the same motions over and over would leave one in extreme pain.
That was Yuki Yuichi's current state. Training with lead rods had left both his hands sore and swollen.
Feeling Kakashi Hatake and Yuhi Kurenai watching him, Yuki Yuichi forced out a smile.
"It's fine."
"No matter how tired I am, a good night's sleep will fix it."
"I might even be mostly recovered by afternoon class."
Kakashi Hatake froze. He had forgotten about Yuki Yuichi's physique, and hearing that now made him feel like a clown.
He immediately snorted and turned to leave.
Watching his retreating back, Yuki Yuichi said speechlessly, "Is this guy going to become some kind of snorting monster?"
Yuhi Kurenai burst out laughing beside him.
"Kakashi is just worried about you."
"Let's go too!" As she spoke, she stepped forward to support Yuki Yuichi, placing one of his arms over her shoulder and helping him walk.
Yuki Yuichi did not resist. What was wrong with his little wife supporting him?
Was there a problem?
No problem!
The afternoon class was still the Will of Fire.
Practical combat classes were not held every day.
They were merely studying second-year material ahead of schedule, but in truth, the second-year curriculum was not much different from the first-year curriculum.
The classes on chakra extraction and literacy were simply replaced with professional ninja knowledge and instruction in the Clone Technique.
There was only one additional practical combat class.
That was also why Umino Ikkaku still allowed them to