"Don't say that, Mr. Duy. There are very few people with determination like yours. Besides, I'm afraid that even high-ranking ninja would find it difficult to surpass you in physical training..."
"Oh! Thank you for your support! Then I'll be going now! Goodbye, Lord Mirai. Goodbye, kids!"
Although Mirai did not like Might Dai and his son's flashy outfits, he admired Might Dai's perseverance and strength of heart. Moreover, Matt truly possessed an extraordinary taijutsu that people had never known about before. Even Mirai had only heard the old Third Hokage mention it once.
"Brother Mirai, is Uncle Might Dai... very strong?"
"Ah, Yahiko, he's a man with an extremely strong will. Although he's only a genin and isn't skilled in ninjutsu or genjutsu, that guy's body is incredibly strong. I remember old Sarutobi once saying that, when it came to taijutsu, Matt stood at the very forefront—even he had to admit defeat..."
"Really? Hehe, then why is Uncle Dai only a genin? Shouldn't someone that strong have become a jonin long ago?"
"Hmm... I don't know the exact reason, but I think it might have something to do with his son, Might Guy..."
Mirai watched Might Dai leave and seriously discussed the matter with Yahiko. But soon, he realized something else. Turning around, he lowered Yahiko's head and scolded him, "Hey! You brat, don't change the subject! Didn't you say you had diarrhea just now? Why did it take you so long to get here? Didn't you see the warning sign over there? Huh? Idiot!!"
Mirai held Yahiko's head and looked at the sign standing nearby, which read: "No Picking Here!"
Yahiko twisted in pain and cried out, "Hey, hey! Ah—That hurts! It hurts... Brother Mirai, let me go! I just... just wanted to... I just got lost and