Shisui Uchiha

"Sure! In your words, I should also mention that your dad is a hundred times stronger than you imagine!

Those injuries weren't from falling. They were the result of overtraining!"

As soon as he said that, the children fell silent for two seconds before bursting into uproarious laughter.

Apparently, they thought it was a very funny joke.

Might Guy lowered his head, but Qian Yun did not explain.

Younger children were playing on the field below, and Qian Yun unexpectedly heard a familiar name.

Shisui.

He had enrolled this year and was already first in his grade, the sort of person surrounded by admirers.

He was practicing with shuriken on the field, watched by many children. Qian Yun watched as well.

Unfortunately, the second class began soon, and Qian Yun could only withdraw his gaze.

The second class was about genjutsu, and Qian Yun immediately perked up.

His spiritual power was fairly good; he just had never found a genjutsu scroll.

Qian Yun had originally been listening intently when he suddenly noticed that Hiruzen Sarutobi was spying on him again.

What the hell!

Has this old bastard gone crazy?

Does he think I'm some innocent little girl?

After the teacher finished explaining, he had the students form groups of five and take turns practicing at the podium, offering corrections along the way.

Qian Yun did not want to stand out, so he copied Obito's act, turning his little face red from strain while failing to cast any genjutsu.

The children laughed loudly, but Qian Yun did not care.

However, his excessive calmness still caught Hiruzen Sarutobi's attention.

Noon.

After school, Might Guy eagerly took Qian Yun to his home. He firmly believed Qian Yun could cure his father.

Someone was still following them along the way, leaving Qian Yun depressed to the extreme.

What left him even more speechless was discovering that someone had searched his home again. Even the ninja insects he had just finished preparing had been inspected one by one.

He finally understood why the Uchiha Clan wanted to stage a coup.

Who could stand living like this?

Calm down. I have to stay calm!

Now isn't the time to tear things apart.

Mm, once I get myself sorted out, I'll add some Second Generation Carefree Joy virus.

The main goal is to wear down their willpower.

I only cultivated it last night, so I have no idea how effective it will be.

If that doesn't work, I'll make a faster-acting idiot virus next time.

It still feels like simply chopping enemies to death with one slash isn't satisfying enough.

After finishing up, he arrived at Might Guy's home and found Might Duy looking ashen. A faint black aura had even appeared around him.

Qian Yun's mouth twitched. What exactly had this guy been through?

Forming a sensory hand seal, Qian Yun broke out in a cold sweat.

Cracks had appeared throughout Might Duy's bones, and his blood showed signs of decay.

This was... the result of opening the final gate of the Eight Gates—the Gate of Death?

He could not be completely certain for the moment.

But it must have been for only a very short time. Otherwise, he would already have turned to ash.

Qian Yun said nothing. He had not yet mastered the Cell Replacement Technique, but repairing bone fractures was no problem.

There were too many cracks, and it took Qian Yun a full hour to finish.

"Ah, comfortable! I really feel so much better! Thank you, Qian Yun!"

Most of the deathly aura around Might Duy had dissipated, and his complexion looked much better.

Qian Yun warned him sternly, "Uncle Duy, don't celebrate too soon!

Your training intensity has been far too extreme. As your attending doctor, I'm warning you now: you are not allowed to do any strenuous exercise for the next three months!

Not even running!

If those bone fractures appear again, you will definitely die!"

At those words, both father and son turned pale and began trembling slightly.

Might Guy asked weakly, "It was only a fall injury. Is it really that serious?"

"Ah ha! I already told you, those weren't fall injuries!

Your father is very strong now—strong in a way you can't possibly imagine!

But the price is also tremendous!

Take good care of your dad. At most, he can go for walks, and they absolutely cannot last more than two hours!

He needs to let his bones fully heal before he can gradually resume training!"

Qian Yun did not prescribe any medicine. He merely told Might Duy to eat more food to replenish his strength.

Might Guy hurried off to cook, but Qian Yun found an excuse to leave. Their family was struggling as well.

Ichiraku Ramen Shop.

After entering, Qian Yun once again found Hundred Herbs and Biwa Miko on a date.

The two were flirting shamelessly and did not recognize Qian Yun at all.

Qian Yun suddenly realized, in surprise, that he had already grown taller than both of them.

"I heard that garbage collector came back and was even recommended to the Ninja Academy by my uncle-in-law!

It's infuriating! My uncle-in-law is getting more and more senile, and my aunt doesn't even bother talking sense into him!

Once that incident of falsely claiming military merit gets out, how will anyone let him advance to medical chunin?"

Biwa Miko was still as brainless as ever, thinking nobody could hear her as long as she spoke quietly in the ramen shop.

Hundred Herbs sneered. "It's fine. With Lord Hu around, he can't take the credit for saving Kurama Ye!"

The two were chatting with their heads pressed together when a familiar voice suddenly came from outside.

"Qian Yun, you really are here. You had me looking everywhere!"

Asuma Sarutobi and Kurenai Yuhi were like they had been glued together, inseparable all day long.

Hundred Herbs and Biwa Miko stared in shock, sweating, then lowered their heads to eat their noodles.

There was no social death more devastating than this.

Yet an even more explosive social death was about to occur. Asuma took out a scroll and handed it to Qian Yun.

"The Kurama Clan Head asked me to pass this to you. He said it was thanks for pulling his son back from the hands of death!

By the way, what mission were you carrying out before?

Why were you with the Kurama Clan's eldest young master?

You should know that guy is incredibly arrogant. Ordinary people can't even get a word in with him!"

Asuma chatted with Qian Yun and even ordered two bowls of ramen.

Then he suddenly spotted Hundred Herbs and Biwa Miko and called out instinctively.

"Oh, Cousin, you're here too!"

The two had been about to sneak away, but Asuma's shout made them stop awkwardly in their tracks.

"Oh, Asuma, Kurenai! What a coincidence!

Um... um... Qian Yun, you're here too. What a coincidence!"

After saying that, Biwa Miko elbowed Hundred Herbs beside her.

Hundred Herbs came to his senses and forced out an ugly smile. "Um... actually... we just now... didn't mean it like that!"

"Hm? Did you say something just now?

I'm terribly sorry, but I didn't hear anything. Why don't you say it again?"

Qian Yun showed goodwill on the surface. He no longer thought much of these two, so why should he still be angry?

He had considered giving them some Carefree Joy.

But after thinking about it carefully, these two were already like this. It was only a matter of time before they were despised by the village's companions.

Why dirty his own hands?

Qian Yun did not even care about that kind of military merit.

"Er, hahaha... it's nothing, nothing. We still have surgery to perform, so we won't disturb everyone any longer!"

After saying that, Hundred Herbs dragged Biwa Miko away from the scene at top speed.

Asuma scratched his head, feeling that those two had been overly intimate.

As he ate his ramen, Qian Yun used his spiritual power to browse the scroll sent by the Kurama Clan Head.

It turned out to contain methods for cultivating genjutsu, from the basics all the way to mastery.

It even described how to cultivate genjutsu energy entities in the later stages, along with sealing formulas.

Genjutsu energy entities?

It seemed the Hidden Mist had a giant clam skilled in genjutsu.

Afternoon.

Fourth-year combat class was unlike the lower grades. They started directly with moving targets, and the wooden posts moved quite fast.

Qian Yun threw ten shuriken and hit only one, and even that struck the edge of the wooden post.

The students burst into laughter. Obito and Genma Shiranui laughed the loudest.

Obito: "Rin, Rin! Did you see that? I'm not the dead last anymore!"

Rin Nohara: "Heh... hehe, congratulations, Obito."

Everyone laughed again. Obito really had a bizarre way of thinking.

Next came ninjutsu sparring, and Obito loudly demanded to be paired with Qian Yun.

Just as Umino Narwhal was about to agree, an impassioned voice interrupted him.

"This isn't fair!"

Hagane Kotetsu stepped out from the crowd, with Izumo coming forward beside him.

Izumo wore an expression of righteous determination. "In terms of combat ability, we're about the same as Obito. Qian Yun should be given to us!"

Teacher Umino Narwhal was petrified. The hell? Since when did being weak in combat become your advantage?