Have Your Ancestors Had Much Contact with the Akimichi Clan?

[After many consecutive days of relentless improvement and physical training, you have obtained Favor]

[Energy Crystals*30]

[Basic Taijutsu (Mastery Level)*1]

He had not expected training to trigger Favor as well. It came as something of a surprise to Hyuga Seisen.

From punishing evil and promoting good by killing the big man at the start, to eliminating evil by killing bounty ninjas...

All the way to his current physical training.

Hyuga Seisen vaguely began to grasp the pattern behind Favor.

However, there were still too few samples at present. This might not be the only way to trigger it.

He would have to keep observing.

He took out a pair of goggles and put them on, then sat down in a shady spot at the edge of the training ground.

Crossing his legs, he sealed his acupuncture points and began refining Senjutsu Chakra.

This was another one of his advantages.

Senjutsu Chakra could quickly relieve the fatigue caused by physical training and repair cellular damage.

Otherwise, with his physical condition, even if he did not overtrain, he would not be able to keep up with Might Guy's intensity.

Soon, eyeshadow appeared beneath the goggles.

Hyuga Seisen guided a strand of Senjutsu Chakra through his body.

The exhaustion from training was greatly relieved, but that bit of Senjutsu Chakra was quickly used up, and the eyeshadow faded away.

"Seisen!"

A shout came from the distance.

Hyuga Seisen took off his goggles and looked toward the voice.

A round ball that looked as though it had grown two tiny stubby legs was bouncing toward him from afar.

Only when that "ball" bounced up to him did he see that it was Hyuga Ryosuke.

His gaze swept over the other's rotund figure, and an inexplicable strange feeling rose in his heart.

He looked uncertainly at the striking white pupils on that round face and could not help asking,

"Ryosuke, did your ancestors have any dealings with the Akimichi clan?"

Hyuga Seisen was rather curious.

"The Akimichi clan?"

Hyuga Ryosuke looked baffled. "No. Why do you ask?"

"Nothing!"

Hyuga Seisen shook his head and put away his gossiping thoughts.

He stretched deeply, his joints crackling softly, then sprang smoothly to his feet with a kip-up.

Hyuga Ryosuke glanced sideways at him. "Your stamina doesn't look like that of someone who just finished training. Slacking off again, huh?"

"You wouldn't understand."

Hyuga Seisen waved a hand and could not be bothered to explain. Tilting his head, he gestured. "Come on, let's eat at my place."

Running into this fatty at this time of day meant he could not avoid getting mooched off for a meal.

"Oh, that would be too embarrassing."

Hyuga Ryosuke rubbed his hands together. His words were polite, but his feet honestly followed along already.

"Then forget it."

"I was just being polite. Why are you taking it seriously?"

"..."

The two headed home side by side.

Just then, a green figure swept past them like the wind.

"Seisen, let's continue our training of youth tomorrow!"

Before Hyuga Seisen could reply, the green figure had already darted far away.

Hyuga Ryosuke raised an eyebrow and turned to Hyuga Seisen. "How did you end up hanging around that hot-blooded dead last?"

"He's no dead last," Hyuga Seisen retorted.

Hyuga Ryosuke froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement. "True. After all, you've repeated two years and still haven't graduated."

"Compared to you, you're the real dead last."

"Get lost." Hyuga Seisen rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to argue.

He looked at the distant green back, which was nearly out of sight, and sighed.

"Maybe he'll become the strongest among our generation."

Hyuga Ryosuke's face was full of disbelief as he eyed Hyuga Seisen suspiciously.

"Such a high evaluation?"

In his impression, although Hyuga Seisen lacked talent, he was arrogant as could be. Not even the class geniuses had ever received a word of praise from him.

It was rare to see him rate someone so highly, especially a publicly acknowledged dead last.

This greatly stirred Hyuga Ryosuke's curiosity. He leaned closer and asked in a low voice,

"Do you know something?"

Hyuga Seisen shook his head. "Not really. But there are many kinds of geniuses. Being able to keep working hard is also a kind of talent."

He nudged Hyuga Ryosuke with his elbow and lifted his chin toward the path Might Guy had just run down.

"With his level of training, after all these years, could you endure it?"

"Definitely not."

Hyuga Ryosuke shook his head like a rattle drum.

What a joke. If he could endure that, would he still have this kind of body?

"But he's endured it for all these years. An ordinary person's recovery ability can't compare to his."

"If you put it that way... that is true."

Hyuga Ryosuke stroked his double chin and reluctantly agreed.

But then he puffed out his chest and proudly displayed his Byakugan. "Still, no matter what, he's a civilian. Kekkei Genkai are everything."

Hyuga Seisen shook his head at that and did not explain further.

He supposed that, right now, no one would imagine that this hot-blooded dead last everyone talked about...

Would one day nearly kick the ending into existence.

And make the most arrogant Six Paths powerhouse among ninjas, one who possessed Hashirama Cells, the Rinnegan, and the Ten-Tails, personally acknowledge him as the strongest in taijutsu. That carried far more weight than some title like strongest Hokage.

"Konnichiwa, Seisen-kun!" Several crisp, bell-like greetings interrupted his thoughts.

The two turned to look.

The two turned to look. Several youthful, beautiful girls walked hand in hand, smiling as they greeted Hyuga Seisen.

"Konnichiwa, Haruna, Hitono, Risa..."