On the continent of Yorubian, ten thousand meters beneath the sea, within that ruined chapel, Roy clenched his right hand, strangling the [fake Feichazu parrot], glanced expressionlessly at the fake Ging opposite him, intending to say that the door opened untimely, his consciousness wavered but already began to submerge, even his eyelids began to droop, his left hand with "Yubashiri" stuck into the ground.
He simply freed both hands, ten fingers flickering like dancing butterflies, immediately forming seals, from the plethora of information streams emerging in his mind, he picked out [Shadow Clone Technique], and then.....
Under the stupefied and apprehensive gaze of the fake Ging....
"Boom~"
A noise sounded,
Splitting out a clone, bearing the sleepiness constantly attacking him, immediately sat cross-legged, replacing himself, fell into slumber, traversed through the colorful dream portal, arrived at the familiar sea of cognition, stared at the "Hokage" door with a crack opened, gave it a push, and dove headfirst in....
He once again drew out [Yubashiri] and [Moon Fragment], held [Eclipse] in his mouth, using [Swamp Space], crossed a hundred-meter distance, wielding three swords, wrapped in the breathing sword techniques of "Sun", "Water", and "Wind", slashing towards the fake Ging.
The panel prompts... [Clone Replacement Method, only maintains for five minutes... Note after five minutes, clone disappears, host body will fall asleep]
It constantly reminds Roy... to seize the time!
"Clang clang clang...."
Firelight... Waterlight... Wind blades arise!
The youth's sword technique became increasingly ferocious, in an instant not knowing how many swords he had slashed, fiercely attacking [Deep Water Turtle]....
Hunter Association,
Volleyball training ground.
Netero sat cross-legged on the ground, a pair of eyes filled with the years and vicissitudes, constantly roving between Roy and his cross-legged, already closed-eyed, softly snoring clone, occasionally exchanging glances with Biscuit beside him, both seeing a hint of surprise in the other's eyes!
"Gah~" In the scene, a golden crow cawed, cooperating with the youth, opened its mouth and spewed out a fierce fire line, burning towards the fake Ging covered by the Deep Water Turtle....
Wing pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, seemingly having regained composure from frustration and unwillingness, puzzled at Roy's clone just sitting cross-legged behind the youth, oblivious to all, sleeping on its own, indifferent to the battle, questioned: "What is he doing?"
Clearly able to condense a clone, why not cooperate with the clone to jointly attack the fake Ging?
Otherwise... wouldn't this clone be condensed in vain?
"Hmmm...." Biscuit held her chin quietly glancing at Netero,
The old woman was a bit confused for the first time seeing such a situation... consuming Nenryoku to condense a clone not for battle, just for sleep... Is it Biscuit really being outdated, unable to keep up with the times, or is the youth's mind ill, willingly diminishing one's own battle force?
"Rasp~" In the scene, the clone slept, even a bubble of snot puffed out from the tip of its nose....
Netero noticed Biscuit's gaze, pretended not to see, deep within his eyes the thin membrane of Nenryoku tightly fixed on the scene, pondering also without gaining any insight....
After a moment, stroked his beard and said: "Existence is reasonable, 'Nen' is precisely fascinating because it's incomprehensible....."
The old man glanced at Biscuit, along with Wing: "Youngsters, go pursue understanding."
Biscuit & Wing: "...."
Exchanging meaningful looks,
Then looked up at Roy's clone... jet-black hair flowing over shoulders, earrings of sun and mountains, youth through the dream, with his own Nenryoku "Gate of Cognition", stepped foot into the world of the Hokage.
That familiar feeling of falling surged....
Unlike in the past,
Roy opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the small house built by his master Urokodaki Sakonji deep within Sagiri yama, nor the Ubuyashiki clan mansion hidden beneath the wisteria blossom grove, but a single story Japanese-style courtyard....
In the courtyard was a blooming cherry blossom tree, flourishing uninhibitedly.
"Hoo~" Early spring, spring breeze brushed the face, bringing with it a burst of floral fragrance....
The main area in front of the courtyard was a wooden long corridor supported by several thick wooden pillars, under the corridor in a corner, a water ladle was tilted, flowing with thin water....
Roy with black hair and eyes, loose clothing and wide belt, lay lazily on a velvet carpet, the back of his head rested on a young child, leisurely enjoying the lingering spring day and... the child's lap pillow.
The child's knees were together, about three or four years of age, closely resembling a miniature version of Roy, quietly serving as an elder brother's pillow, hands holding Roy's head, gently massaging his scalp, quiet not like a child, rather like a little adult.
"Itachi~ a little to the left..."
"Like this?"
"Further left... yes... yes... ah...."
A tingling sensation spread from the scalp, feeling Itachi's little hands wandering over the scalp, Roy comfortably hummed lightly, for a time even the slight fatigue from the battle with fake Ging dissipated completely.....
"Nissan, will you teach me swordsmanship?"
Itachi lowered his lids, his bangs nearly drooping onto Roy's face, swaying with the spring breeze, tickling Roy.....
Roy closed the opened eye once more, neither answering nor responding, feigning not to have heard,
Itachi increased the pressure of his fingers, silently looking at his face, saying: "Everyone is saying Nissan's swordsmanship is very strong, facing enemies never uses a second sword, I also want... to be able to assist Nissan and Father."
Now it is year forty-five of Konoha, the Third Shinobi World War is raging intensely...
Cloud is secretly fighting with Konoha, in this festival, Roy received panel memory, now in the identity of "Uchiha Gin", eldest son of Uchiha Fugaku, just returned from the frontlines with Uchiha Fugaku, during that time, killed many on the battlefield, harvesting life energy... But due to Uchiha Fugaku's protection, he encountered mostly lower-level ninja shrimps, killing them... naturally without needing a second sword, once...
Lost control, in one day traversed the entire battlefield, killed ten Cloud lower-level ninjas, nearly slashed those leading middle ninja captains, coincidentally seen by Obito... big mouth spoke, spreading it around... from then he gained a nickname "Ten kills in a day", making Zeno's "One kill a day, career active" seem a bit shabby....
"That is because they were too weak."
"But Lord Hatake also said Nissan's swordsmanship is formidable,"
"Who?"
"Lord Hatake Sakumo,"
Itachi stopped his little hand, held Roy's head, seriously stared at him, those youthfully mature, composed eyes showing a ripple of admiration: "A few days ago when Nissan wasn't around, he came to visit, I was hiding behind the door eavesdropping...."
"He said after Nissan graduates, he wishes to be Nissan's mentor."
White Fang of Konoha... wasn't it him who killed Sasori's parents, causing Sasori to lose both parents, in loneliness gradually becoming twisted, then perverted, assassinating the Kazekage, further resulting in Sand Village's turmoil, giving Cloud an opportunity to invade, sparking the Third Shinobi World War....
Roy recalled Hatake Sakumo's life, achieving also his death, sighed without a word.
Itachi seemed to sense Roy's emotions, quietly holding his head said: "Nissan, don't you like Lord Hatake?"
"Can't exactly say like or dislike," Roy suddenly opened his eyes, extended a hand to rub the boy's head with messy hair sticking up, grinning he said: "Being formidable isn't necessarily a good thing, Itachi."
Why? Isn't being formidable good?
Itachi tilted his head....
"Tap... tap...." Footsteps sounded from behind....
Roy's ears moved, through heavy wooden walls, even without [En], could easily capture Uchiha Fugaku's silhouette.....
The youth looked profoundly at his own ill-fated brother with pity, said: "Because being formidable will attract attention, be used by others, can easily die."
Appropriately,
The wooden curtain door was pulled open....
Revealing Uchiha Fugaku's unsmiling face.
Since returning to the village, the man's smiles visibly reduced, appearing, he immediately looked at Roy:
"Gin, come with me to the clan meeting."