Ogata's Fury

"Damn it, that perverted master... just what will it take to satisfy him..."

Looking at the dozen wooden targets in front of him and the Kunai scattered all over the ground, Qi felt like crying without tears.

After returning to Konoha Village, Qi, who had expected to receive a handsome reward, found himself in a miserable situation: he was greeted by an explosive outburst of Ogata's perverted desire to teach.

If one had to pinpoint the reason, it was likely because when he was showing off his "battle record" to Ogata, the combat process he thought was so impressive had instead sent Ogata into a towering rage.

"When dealing with an enemy Genin, why didn't you use Shuriken to attack instead of wasting your energy on such taxing Ninjutsu!?"

Those were Ogata's exact words. At the time, Qi, caught up in his own excitement, had ignored the man's rather twisted expression. That was likely the beginning of the tragedy...

"I'm not very good with ninja tools, and using Ninjutsu is more convenient anyway. I can kill them just the same."

Those were also Qi's exact words at the time, his expression completely indifferent. Clearly, he had perfectly inherited Ogata's "good habit" of not looking at people's expressions while speaking.

"Damn it, I think you brat are asking for a beating!"

The volcano erupted. Ogata leaped up from his bed and slammed a fist onto Qi's head.

"Are you a pig!? Which is more energy-efficient, using Ninjutsu or using ninja tools? Isn't that obvious!? You're wasting your Chakra so recklessly—have you been treating everything I've told you as wind in your ears!?"

He was trembling with anger.

"What do you mean you aren't good at using ninja tools? There isn't a ninja in this world who doesn't know how to use them!"

"Um... Master, there definitely are people like that..."

Rubbing the Mount Fuji-sized bump on his head, Qi pointed at himself, feeling quite helpless.

"Because no one ever taught me. You've only ever been teaching me Taijutsu..."

"..."

The muscles on Ogata's face twitched in an incredibly complex way, making Qi's heart jump with fear.

"Um... Master? Are you alright? If you really must hit me, could you please not hit my face?"

Perhaps unable to bear the sight of those twitching muscles any longer, Qi asked this with a mournful face...

I really am a pig... Why did I have to talk back? Whenever this old scumbag Ogata gets backed into a corner, he never holds back on training me to death...

"Get lost! No... come with me! You aren't going anywhere until you have a new mission. You're going to practice Shuriken until I say otherwise!"

Sure enough, after his face cycled through shades of red and blue, Ogata chose to change the subject while simultaneously disciplining his apprentice.

Ignoring Qi's "you are shameless" expression, the old scumbag grabbed Qi with one hand and a bag of ninja tools with the other, then charged out the door and vanished in a cloud of dust...

When he finally stopped, Qi realized that this guy had brought him to the forest behind the village. Since villagers rarely ventured here, it had always been a favorite training spot for ninjas; even though the village had built fifty proper training grounds, it couldn't change the ninjas' preference for this place.

"This is the place."

Tossing Qi onto the ground, Ogata said irritably, "From today on, I will teach you how to use various ninja tools. You Yuki idiot, to not even tell me something so important—no wonder your clan was wiped out."

Hey, hey, there was no need to bring that up. I've been following you for six years; haven't you ever thought about testing my proficiency with ninja tools?

Qi complained desperately in his heart. This idiot master really loved shifting the blame onto others...

And so, Qi's journey of suffering began once again...

Ogata's requirements were by no means low; he demanded not only accuracy and the flight speed of the tools, but even the precise control of force!

"Save your energy whenever you can. That is the essence of maintaining long-term combat effectiveness. Why are you using so much strength!? Are you full and have nothing better to do? Then throw more Shuriken!"

This was the reprimand whenever Qi used too much force...

"Did you not hear me tell you to use more strength? Are you hitting a target or doing embroidery? If you ran into a real ninja, that level of force would only be good for giving a lady a massage! And look at this speed—I could dodge this with my eyes closed!"

This was the reprimand whenever Qi used too little force...

For days, Qi spent his time under Ogata's scolding and physical abuse...

Ogata, who hadn't realized his idiot apprentice was so poor at using ninja tools, had nearly suffered a heart attack from the shock. In his anxiety, he naturally kept training Qi relentlessly.

Fortunately, Qi had been sticking to that muscle-training regimen all along. Years of practice had made his grasp of force quite precise, and soon, he caught on to the tricks and started to look like he knew what he was doing.

Of course, this was by Ogata's standards. In reality, other ninjas rarely held such high standards; normal people wouldn't be so obsessive.

But was Qi a normal person? In Ogata's eyes, this brat was the future hope for the revival of both the Yuki and his own Kaguya Clan!

Therefore, he remained extremely dissatisfied, because in his view, Qi was currently too weak! He wished he could teach everything he knew to Qi overnight, including that secret which not even his entire clan knew about...

Even though he hadn't used it many times, and few in the world knew of it, his own time was running out!

To be a master to this extent was truly exhausting!

This troublesome brat, hurry up and grow up, get stronger. Only then can I...

Sighing deeply in his heart, Ogata watched Qi, who was repeating his Shuriken training over and over, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes.

"Stinky brat, take a break for now. Overexertion is not an effective way to train."

Patting his pant legs, he stood up, his face having returned to its usual constipated expression.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll allow you to rest for a bit. Wait here, and we'll continue when I get back!"

"Holy crap, I can finally sleep!"

Qi let out a cheer and flopped face-first onto the ground.

"I'm exhausted!"

"You brat! Who are you calling 'old man'?"

Clearly dissatisfied, Ogata hooked his finger and flicked Qi on the forehead once more.

"Sleep, my foot. If you're actually asleep when I get back, I'll beat you to death. Now, focus on regulating your chakra!"

With that, he ignored Qi's resentful gaze, turned around, and left, disappearing from Qi's sight within a few leaps.

As soon as he had completely cleared the area, his expression gradually turned cold. Finally, he stopped beside a stream in the woods.

"Come out. I'll only count to three!"

Accompanied by the sound of clapping, a figure appeared behind Ogata.

"I never intended to hide from your senses, Excellency. I am merely acting under orders. My master..."

"Standing behind me—it seems you have a death wish."

The chilling voice came from behind the man, but Ogata, who had been standing in place just a moment ago, had already vanished without a trace!

"So fast!"

The man was shocked. Without turning around, he lifted his feet to flee.

To turn around now would be to hand his life over to Ogata!

"Your reaction was correct, but unfortunately, your speed is too slow!"

Before the man could even rise, a hand struck his back. A series of bone-cracking sounds erupted, and the man was slammed into the stream before him!

"If you dare take one more step, you can have Orochimaru collect your corpse."

Standing where he was, Ogata watched the man struggling to crawl away with a calm, composed air, his voice cold enough to freeze.

"You..."

The man finally abandoned the thought of fleeing again and turned back, his face twisted in a snarl. He was the very middle-aged man who had threatened Qi—the first ninja Qi had seen at Orochimaru's residence, a Special Jonin under Orochimaru's command.

"Kaguya Ogata! You dare lay a hand on me? Have you considered the consequences!?"

"Still got a sharp tongue, I see. Did your master not tell you that you only kept your life last time by sheer luck?"

With a cold sneer, Ogata suddenly appeared right in front of the Special Jonin. He reached out and, watching the man's expression of extreme humiliation, delivered a direct slap to his face!

"Smack!"

The sound was far louder and crisper than any applause. The middle-aged man, already spitting blood from the previous strike, was sent flying from the stream back onto the bank by Ogata's slap, rolling across the ground...

"I just arrived in Konoha and truly don't want to cause trouble. But I am curious: if I have already clearly expressed my intent to join Konoha, and you, you bastard, show killing intent toward my disciple and get yourself killed by me, how would Konoha handle it?"

Ogata's smile was a hundred times more menacing than the middle-aged man's, a look that didn't waste his standard, rugged Kaguya Style face.

"This is a warning. If you ever appear within a hundred meters of my disciple again, I will kill you on the spot. There won't be a second chance. Now, get lost!"

The arc is finished. From now on, I will focus entirely on Naruto, and there will be no more breaks in updates. Rest assured, everyone.