By then, Ito Hirofumi had arrived in the Summoning Space.
Uchiha Madara was sprawled in a rocking chair, leisurely gnawing on a pig's trotter.
Life in the Summoning Space was relaxing, but it was also pretty boring for Madara. There wasn't another living soul around, and apart from gnawing on pig's trotters, there was nothing else for him to do...
"Damn brat, you're back again?!"
Madara took a bite of the trotter and glanced at Ito Hirofumi.
That glance made Madara freeze!
How has this brat's chakra increased so much??
It's only been a day, and his chakra has already increased by a huge amount!
In terms of chakra alone, this damn brat is already on par with a proper Genin, isn't he?!
Could this brat actually be a genius?!
"Hey, Madara, did you really eat all those pig's trotters by yourself?! You sure can put it away! There was a whole kitchen's worth of them!!!
"And what did you want that blank scroll for, the one you asked me to get you?"
At Ito Hirofumi's question, Madara's old face turned red. Of course he hadn't eaten all those pig's trotters. And he'd already turned that blank scroll into a Sealing Scroll, specifically to store the trotters.
But naturally, he wasn't going to tell this damn brat. Otherwise, the brat would probably start calling himself the man of the God of Shinobi again...
"None of your damn business!!!
"What do you want with me, brat? If it's nothing important, don't bother me while I'm resting!"
"This is my place. I can come here if I want!"
As he spoke, Ito Hirofumi stretched out on another rocking chair...
Madara merely clicked his tongue at the sight and said nothing more.
"Madara... I guess you could say I'm half your student now, right?"
"What are you getting at, brat?"
Madara didn't contradict Ito Hirofumi. In his eyes, it was rare for a brat to share his way of thinking!
Besides, this brat gave him a very unusual feeling...
And the brat seemed to have decent talent, too.
On top of that, he'd only said he was half his student, not an actual student. Madara had indeed taught him, so it wasn't wrong to put it that way.
Seeing that Madara hadn't objected, Ito Hirofumi's lips curled into a slight grin...
"Our class is having a ninja combat training session this afternoon."
"What's that got to do with me?" Madara asked indifferently as he rocked his chair.
Smack!!!!
Ito Hirofumi slapped the armrest hard and shouted!
"Of course it's got something to do with you!!"
Then Ito Hirofumi gazed at Madara with burning eyes.
"Madara, think about it! You've admitted that I'm half your student, which means I represent your reputation—the reputation of the Ghost of the Uchiha!!!
"Now, if I lose in the upcoming ninja combat training, or get beaten up, whose face do you think that makes me lose?! No, no, no! It's your face on the line!!!
"Your student, the mighty Ghost of the Uchiha, getting beaten by a bunch of little brats! Can you put up with that?!
"I sure can't!!!
"And if someone kicks my butt during training, that'd be even more humiliating!!!
"Because that wouldn't just be kicking my butt, would it?!
"It'd be slapping you right in the face!!!
"Isn't that right?!"
Madara's brain couldn't quite keep up for a moment. He felt like this damn brat's argument made some sense, but something about it seemed off!
How does kicking his butt equal slapping me in the face?!
Does that mean my face is his butt now?!
"Brat, what do you mean, kicking your butt is the same as slapping me in the face?!"
"Don't get hung up on the details, Madara. My point is, if I lose, won't it be your reputation that takes a hit?!"
"Hmm... I suppose you have a point..."
"So teach me a couple of moves!!!"
At that, Madara finally caught on. After all that talk, this damn brat just wanted him to teach him how to train!
He'd gone around in circles before finally getting to the point.
Still, Madara didn't think Ito Hirofumi was wrong. If the brat he was coaching couldn't beat a group of Ninja Academy students, then Madara really would lose face!
And Senju Hashirama would probably tease him about it every day from then on!
Besides, this brat seemed to have pretty good talent. His chakra had increased by a huge amount in just one day. He was definitely worth developing!
"Heh heh... Since you put it that way, I'll teach you a few things today! Your chakra is already sufficient, so I'll teach you some ninjutsu!"
Ito Hirofumi froze when he heard that. He hadn't expected Madara to start teaching him ninjutsu right away!
What a pleasant surprise!!!
His family wasn't short on ordinary ninjutsu, but his father and grandfather wouldn't let him train in it. After all, he hadn't even graduated from the Ninja Academy yet, and learning ninjutsu was far too dangerous.
But then Ito Hirofumi hesitated...
"I do want to learn ninjutsu, but I don't even know what nature my chakra has... Should I test it first?"
Madara clicked his tongue dismissively.
"Click. What a pointless little trick. I sensed your chakra a long time ago. You naturally have all five chakra natures. You're pretty damn lucky. Otherwise, you'd have to train to change your chakra nature later!"
Madara felt a little bitter as he spoke. This damn brat really did have excellent talent!
Even Madara hadn't been born with all five chakra natures. To learn ninjutsu of other natures, he'd had to train to change his chakra nature. Although that still let him learn other ninjutsu, it was twice the effort for half the result.
This brat was already a huge step ahead of everyone else...
"As expected of you, Madara!!! You can even sense that?!"
Ito Hirofumi knew that Chakra Paper was needed to test one's chakra nature. But it seemed that if you were strong enough, sensing someone's chakra nature was simple.
"Enough wasting time, brat! Let's begin today's training!!!"
Bang!!!!!
Madara vanished from the rocking chair in an instant and appeared beside Ito Hirofumi. He launched a kick, sending Ito Hirofumi flying along with his chair!
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