Minato's Gift
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" The deafening impact echoed continuously across the empty and vast training ground.
Amidst the clamor, one figure stood out, showing no hesitation or retreat in the face of repeated, relentless falls.
Every time he fell, he would quickly get up and throw himself back into the intense training without hesitation, as if no force in the world could stop his determination to move forward.
As the saying goes, "One minute on stage requires ten years of practice off stage." To emerge unscathed from the brutal flames of war, one must work twice as hard and dedicate even more sweat to training.
Koki already understood these profound truths and maxims.
Even within the Uchiha Clan, renowned for its abundance of talent and its reputation as a cradle of geniuses, those so-called "geniuses" who garnered so much attention all achieved their success and distinguished themselves only through extraordinary hard work and perseverance.
At this moment, Koki was soaked in sweat, her wet clothes clinging tightly to her skin. Her once delicate face was now pale from extreme exhaustion, and fine beads of sweat slid down her forehead, blurring her vision.
Despite his utter exhaustion, his deep, star-like eyes still shone brightly.
Every fall is not a failure, but a valuable opportunity for growth; every difficult rise from the ground means taking another step closer to success.
The setting sun, like a beautiful silk woven from countless golden threads, gently and softly spread across every detail of the training ground, draping this vast land in a warm and dazzling cloak of light.
The enormous red sun was gradually setting in the west, about to disappear below the distant horizon.
Minato to the side, gazed silently at Koki, who was panting heavily and whose hands were covered with mottled scratches, his heart filled with pity and reluctance.
Finally, unable to contain his concern, he gently interrupted the ongoing training, "Alright, that's enough for today's training."
Upon hearing these words, Koki felt the tension within her body surge forth like a burst dam, releasing all its power in an instant.
He seemed to lose all support, instantly collapsing to the ground in an exaggerated "T" shape.
His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath, his heavy breathing rising and falling. An endless wave of exhaustion washed over him, engulfing him completely.
After a short rest, with Minato's considerate help, Koki managed to slowly stand up.
At this moment, his face was full of weariness, and he couldn't help but whine, "I'm so tired!"
His words carried a hint of weariness that was hard to conceal, as well as a trace of weakness.
Minato smiled involuntarily at Koki's adorable appearance. "Can you still walk? If not, I'll carry you."
"No way, I can walk by myself."
On my way home, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness.
Minato silently stayed by Koki. After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and handed her the item he had been clutching tightly in his hand, seemingly unable to look Koki in the eye.
I haven't given you a gift Naoya, so here's one for you.
"What gift?" Koki asked curiously.
"A graduation gift," Minato said softly, a gentle smile on his face as if he were recalling something beautiful.
Does everyone have one?
No... only you have it.
Minato's answer surprised Koki; he hadn't expected the gift to be prepared specifically for him.
Koki's gaze slowly moved, finally settling on the object in Minato's hand—a Kunai of exquisite craftsmanship and breathtaking beauty! Its size fit his palm perfectly, as if it were made for him.
The Kunai exquisitely crafted, with its workmanship reaching the pinnacle of artistry, leaving viewers in awe.
As the sun sets, its afterglow falls on the sharp blade, reflecting a chilling, piercing light. Yet, at the same time, it also subtly reveals a unique and captivating beauty.
Upon closer inspection, one can see that Koki's name is meticulously engraved on the handle of the Kunai. The handwriting is neat and elegant, with strong and powerful strokes, each character and stroke demonstrating Minato's meticulousness and painstaking effort.
"I made this myself, and I hope you like it," Minato said softly.
Koki carefully reached out his hands and took the significant Kunai from Minato. When his fingertips gently touched it, he immediately felt its heavy weight and delicate texture.
"Thank you, teacher." Koki replied happily, clutching the Kunai tightly in her palm as if it were a priceless treasure.
"You're welcome," Minato replied with a smile.
The Kunai lying quietly in Koki's hand was indeed made by Minato himself.
Every scratch and every minute polishing detail on the surface is the result of Minato's tireless efforts and the immense time and energy he devoted to achieving it.
Minato poured his heart and soul into creating this Kunai, working tirelessly day and night to forge a flawless Kunai.
In terms of material selection, he was meticulous, leaving no detail overlooked, striving to find the highest quality materials; when sharpening the blade, he was even more careful and meticulous, fearing that the slightest flaw would affect its sharpness; and for the crucial name on the handle, Minato poured all his heart and soul into its careful carving.
In fact, Minato himself also had a Kunai that was exactly the same as this one, as if they were a match made in heaven.
Don't underestimate this seemingly ordinary Kunai. It contains Ninjutsu known only to Minato. As long as he continuously pours his powerful Chakra into it, no matter where Koki is or what hardships she is going through, Minato will be able to immediately detect her location and rush to her aid as quickly as possible.
The world of ninjas is full of unpredictable crises and challenges, and a slight misstep can lead to utter destruction.
Therefore, he absolutely did not want Koki to encounter even the slightest danger or mishap.
However, for certain reasons, Minato doesn't intend to tell Koki about this...
Minato kept convincing himself that all of this was for Koki's safety, and that he would rush to her side immediately if Koki was in danger. He was only doing this to protect her, and had no other intentions.
He knew his behavior might be a bit overprotective, but he really couldn't control himself.