Screams rose one after another in the woods.
Sen's Wood Clone was like the harshest drill instructor from hell.
He lashed them with vines, jabbed them with branches, and used every outlandish method imaginable to force Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura to squeeze out their potential.
As for our protagonist, Sen's real body...
Naturally, he wouldn't waste such a lovely, breezy day on something as meaningless as "sweating."
"Uncle Tazuna, are there any beaches nearby with nice scenery and plenty of sunshine?"
Holding a glass of freshly squeezed juice, Sen found the old man sighing in the yard.
"A beach? There is one, over at the east end of town."
Tazuna looked at him in confusion.
"Lord Sen, aren't you going to train? Mr. Kakashi said that fellow called Zabuza could come back to kill us at any moment."
Sen waved a hand, looking utterly unconcerned.
"I can leave training to my clone."
"My real body is responsible for enjoying life and staying in a good mood, of course."
"As they say, balancing work and rest is the key to peak fighting strength."
Sen spouted nonsense with a perfectly straight face, leaving Tazuna thoroughly bewildered.
In the end, Sen threatened, "If you don't show me the way, I'll take back your orchard."
Tazuna could only reluctantly escort this royal pain to the most scenic private beach in the Land of Waves.
The sand was fine, and the water was a brilliant blue.
Most importantly, since it was Gato's private property, nobody ever came here. It was so quiet that only the waves could be heard.
"Nice, nice. This is the spot."
Sen nodded in satisfaction.
He pulled his high-end folding lounge chair and beach umbrella out of that enormous beach bag.
With a click, he expertly set them up.
But then