With the foundation of the Senju, Shimei and his companions can also learn many other excellent techniques!
Nodding, Kurama Shimei spoke up before his unreliable teammate could ramble on, "Teacher Fukami is a very nice person. We get along very well. I remember when we first met, he devised a training plan to strengthen our skills based on our individual circumstances."
"Regarding Ninjutsu, based on their specific characteristics, I learned one, while Ze and Kafumi each learned two."
"We've discussed this privately. Although our Clan also has these techniques, the versions we learned were simplified and modified by Master Fukami. They're more effective than the originals, and the Chakra consumption and hand seals are much optimized!"
He learned about the teacher from his father before the team was formed.
He also knew that this person was from Uka's lineage.
That's why he spoke up and shared the truth and his thoughts before his unreliable teammates could.
To avoid this guy saying something inappropriate that might cause Uka to misunderstand and then go home to ask... that would make things a bit awkward for them and their teacher in the future!
And so it went, you asked me, I asked you.
On this spring night, the warmth of the campfire helped us.
The six people and two dogs, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, ate the food they had collected from the last mission while reminiscing about their feelings and experiences during the year and a half they had been apart and their recent mission.
Perhaps the time was really short, or perhaps happy times are always fleeting.
They felt that in just a few moments, the large fire they had set up earlier had not yet fully burned!
Shimei and his two companions, following their employer's convoy, arrived at the meeting place.
"Teacher*3!" the three shouted in unison.
Looking at Shimei's teacher and his own clansmen in the lead car.
Uka Senju, who had gotten up early and was waiting by the roadside with three friends, greeted them with a bow, "Brother Fukami, it's been a long time!"
He jumped out of the car and looked at the Clan's hopes and his three disciples in front of him.
Having learned some information from his younger brother, Senju Fukami nodded in a very good mood and asked, " Uka, how was your month-long mission?"
"Although it was tiring, I gained a lot, and much of it is something that can't be learned from books," Uka Senju replied earnestly, looking into the visitor's eyes.
Patting the shoulder of the boy he'd watched grow from a child, Senju Fukami smiled and said, "Keep it up! It's normal for Ninja to get tired!"
"Pay close attention during the mission and take advantage of this opportunity to learn as much as possible."
After speaking, he realized that the convoy was about to pass this spot.
He glanced at his three disciples before continuing to Uka, "We have to go. You should be heading back to the village after this mission."
"Let's get together again then!"
"Okay, sure." Hearing this, she withdrew her gaze from behind Fukami.
Uka Senju nodded decisively in agreement.
The reason things are like this today is because this Jonin is one of his own clansmen.
Otherwise, why would the team on the mission let them go and reunite?
This is a violation of the mission rules!
"Okay, teacher!" the three who had been standing by watching the teacher and her friend talk said in unison.
After replying to their teacher, they turned around and waved goodbye to their friends who had come to see them off.
He handed over the half sheep, which he had specially reserved for Senju Fukami's dinner.
Uka Senju, accompanied by two teammates, watched as the four people and one dog ran onto the lead carriage and drove away.
As the rear of the convoy disappeared around the bend ahead.
He lowered his waving hand and turned to look at his two friends, whose smiles were still on their lips.
He smiled and said, "Pack your things and let's go!"
"Now that this mission is over, we can go back to the village to rest and recuperate."
"Okay Uka-kun."
"Let's go, let's go!"
"Woof~ woof!"
Amidst laughter and conversation, the three people and the dog tidied up the things on the ground.
Regaining alertness and focus, they headed towards the mission objective!
Looking at the three disciples, whose condition was clearly different from before.
Senju Tsukika felt a sense of satisfaction with the effect of the time she had left today.
These three little guys don't seem like anything special on the surface.
They handled both tasks and unexpected events very well.
But after all, he was a novice Ninja, and the intensity was this high in his first month.
The three of them inevitably became fatigued.
So when she learned of the situation there, she ordered that some help be provided to these little guys.
Otherwise, the person wearing the red mask with irregular patterns wouldn't have shown up in the convoy!
Using the faint light on the horizon, the convoy left the meeting place and continued its journey through the Yamanaka.
They were having dinner while chatting and laughing in the lead car.
The employer of the caravan, a man resting in the fourth carriage.
Subconsciously, she squinted, lost in a jumble of thoughts.
The previous exchange between the Konoha Ninja team.
Although the sound wasn't loud, and he was still in the carriage quite a distance away.
But his unique ability still allowed him to hear all that information.
Just then, I was bored and on a whim.
As he passed the place where the little ones had gathered, he drew back the carriage curtain and peeked out in the still-dark light.
He had wanted to see the so-called user of Wood Release.
But I never expected that this one glance would be all it took.
But it led him to discover something very strange!
Hmm... or did I say something inappropriate?
Thinking of the real situation of the corpses lying everywhere in the forest not far from that Wood Release.
Seated in the carriage was a middle-aged man wearing a white haori, a red belt around his waist, red neck and wrist guards, his hair piled on top of his head with a long braid at the back, red earrings, and prominent black tattoos below his left eye and on his chin.
Subconsciously, he tapped the wooden handrail next to him lightly with his hand, which was painted with black nail polish.
He possesses the second Ten-Tails in the Shinobi World, and he also comes from that Clan.
Therefore, he can perceive energies that are invisible to ordinary people!
The corpses in that forest had clearly lost their essential 'life energy'.
But it is capable of absorbing these things.
In his thousands of years of understanding, it seemed that the universe only contained his own Clan members.
But how could one's own methods be absorbed only from a few individuals, instead of indiscriminately absorbing the entire Shinobi World?
Once their own methods are employed, the Shinobi World will never be at peace, and they will inevitably receive no information whatsoever.
But if it's not the Ten-Tails, then what could it be?
The people in that forest all seemed to have died recently, which means the energy-absorbing entity is nearby?
However, according to his senses, there were no outsiders nearby except for Konoha Ninja.
Could it be... that the person who has mastered the new method or the Ten-Tails is among that group?
With that thought, he withdrew his left hand from the tapping motion and braced himself against his rapidly racing mind.
There were many skilled fighters hiding where the Wood Release was previously used.
In order not to detect anything unusual, he didn't observe too much!
There's so little information available right now; we can only guess and deduce the answers.