Raizen's responses only made her more convinced he was clean.
Her wariness lessened, though she remained watchful.....only time would tell the full truth.
Eventually, they reached Raizen's room.
"Wait here a little longer. They should arrive soon."
"Okay."
Raizen stayed inside as Mikoto stepped out.
Next came the important part.....strength.
He wouldn't have peaceful days much longer.
The Third Shinobi World War was looming.
Konoha would soon be pushed as far as the outskirts of the village, the battlefield nearly reaching the heart of the Leaf.
The Cloud side…
might become his breakthrough.
They had already realized their mistake of losing an Uchiha bloodline and sent spies to "coincidentally" encounter him.
Raizen chose not to report them.
In a village where hierarchy was already cemented, Cloud's attempt to recruit him was an opportunity...a future bargaining chip.
Taking a breath, Raizen sat down and closed his eyes, resuming his chakra-refining practice.
A translucent panel surfaced before him.
[Talent: Muscle Memory (White)]
[Condition: Repeated, tedious practice creates reflexive habits.]
[Progress: 99%]
[Effect: Through extensive repetition, your muscles undergo subtle changes, adapting to the motions.
These actions can now be executed reflexively without conscious thought.
Your muscle memory is 10% stronger than the average person.
Currently cannot erase incorrect muscle memory.]
[Note: Can be upgraded in the future.]
He was about to complete the talent.
If nothing went wrong, he would obtain it within three days.
Since coming to Konoha, he had refined chakra nonstop every single day.
It was a talent with incredible potential.
Once he obtained it, learning anything would become easier.....
faster than any normal person.
Though for now it couldn't erase wrong muscle habits, the text implied that future upgrades might allow automatic correction.
And the current 10% improvement?
Surely that number would only rise.
Perhaps one day, a single practice would be enough for permanent mastery.
Half an hour passed.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Raizen."
Mikoto re-entered the room.
Behind her were two kunoichi.
The first was a voluptuous blonde woman, long hair tied back, a violet diamond mark adorning her forehead.
Raizen recognized her instantly.
106 centimeters.
There was only one woman in the world with such legendary proportions.
Tsunade of the Sannin.
The second kunoichi, following behind Tsunade, had short black hair and a quiet, reserved air.
Shizune.
Tsunade's young disciple...well known for being dragged along with her everywhere.
Raizen quickly pieced the timeline together.
The Second Shinobi World War had ended.
Tsunade had lost her lover, Dan Kato.
Her hemophobia had already set in.
And because of that, she cared for Shizune.....Dan's niece—deeply.
"This is Tsunade, and this is Shizune," Mikoto introduced.
"Nice to meet you," Raizen said politely.
Even when speaking to Shizune.....who was only a little older than him....his tone remained humble.
"Show me your Sharingan,"
Tsunade said bluntly, her beautiful face contrasting sharply with her impatient voice.
She clearly didn't want to be here.
Obeying, Raizen closed his eyes then opened them again....
his left eye turning scarlet, a single tomoe spinning faintly.
His right eye remained black, just like an ordinary person's.
"Definitely unusual,"
Tsunade muttered.
Her red-polished finger lifted his eyelid wider, pulling him closer.
At this distance, Raizen could faintly smell her fragrance.
After five long minutes, she finally released him.
"Any changes?"
"I feel physically stronger."
"What else?"
Tsunade narrowed her eyes.
Her granduncle had been a master researcher of the Uchiha clan. She had read the records.
The moment they awakened their eyes, most Uchiha underwent emotional shift....
a drastic change.
Raizen seemed… half-changed?
"Nothing else,"
Raizen answered with honest clarity.
Tsunade examined him further, poking and prodding in ways Raizen couldn't understand.....he didn't know medical ninjutsu, so he simply endured.
Behind her, Shizune watched him quietly, sneaking glances whenever she thought Tsunade wasn't looking.
Black hair, thin, almost malnourished in appearance.
"Completely unlike the stories about the Cloud Village," Shizune thought.
From what she knew, the Cloud ninja were always strong, with arms thicker than a normal person's thigh.
And, of course, the stereotypical sausage-shaped lips.
"Will he look like that when he grows up?"
Shizune examined Raizen closely and noticed his lips were normal, even thin.
"Flashlight," Tsunade said.
"Ah… yes."
Shizune quickly recovered, retrieving the tool from the ninja pouch and handing it to Tsunade.
As she looked up, the Uchiha she had been observing smiled at her.
Shizune's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head immediately.
She realized it was impolite to stare, especially being caught by Raizen himself.
"This smiling Uchiha is a rare sight," Tsunade remarked, raising an eyebrow.
Should she say he was different from the usual aloof Uchiha brought from outside the village?
They certainly weren't like the arrogant Uchiha within the village.
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