Minato fell silent for two seconds, then smiled. "Perfect. I've recently felt that I'm still not strong enough. I just needed a training direction that could push me to my limits."
"And for some reason, I have a feeling that this technique might suit me exceptionally well!"
Minato's face was full of determination.
Mirai looked at him and quietly sighed to himself. As expected of the Yellow Flash from the original story—his response to space-time Ninjutsu was completely different.
"And," Minato said, touching the bandages on his right hand, "if I learn this technique, then the next time I use that Rasenshuriken... I'll be able to instantly leave its area of effect and won't hurt myself again."
He paused, then added with a subtle expression, "Also, I've decided to change that technique's name.
From now on, it'll be called—Wind Release: Rasenshuriken."
Mirai raised an eyebrow. "You're finally willing to change it?"
"Lady Tsunade has scolded me several times. She said that if I didn't change the name, she wouldn't treat my hand anymore..."
Mirai's mouth twitched. He patted Minato on the shoulder. "Congratulations. Your naming taste has finally graduated from edgy teenager to normal person."
Minato gave a wry laugh, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Right! If I learn the Flying Thunder God, wouldn't that mean I could go see Noka in Uzushio Village whenever I wanted?"
Mirai's mouth twitched again, and he suddenly had the urge to stop Minato from learning the Flying Thunder God.
Of course, he was joking.
Gritting his teeth, he formally handed the Flying Thunder God scroll to Minato. "Take a look first. Ask me if there's anything you don't understand, and we'll figure it out together.
No one has mastered this thing since the Second Hokage, so there isn't even anyone we can