After quickly ending the fight, Rock Lee extended a hand to Naruto and said with a hearty laugh, “I’m Rock Lee.
You can call me Lee.” Naruto, bewildered, extended his hand and stammered, “I…
I’m Uzumaki Naruto.
Nice to meet you.” He then quickly pulled his arm back and cautiously asked, “Aren’t you afraid of me?
They all say I’m the demon fox.” Rock Lee confidently gave a thumbs-up and declared loudly, “I’m not afraid.
And you are not a demon fox.” Just as he was about to tell Naruto the truth, a stream of comments pulled Rock Lee back.
[Oh my god, is Lee going to spill the truth?
You know, the Third Hokage is watching this place with his Telescope Technique right now.
If he says it, Lee will definitely be taken away by the Anbu.] [The person above has too small a view.
If the Anbu takes him, there’s still a chance to survive.
If Danzo takes him, death is pretty much guaranteed.
He might even implicate Guy, since he’s his teacher.] Seeing these two pieces of text, Rock Lee swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
He felt extremely relieved in his heart.
‘Good thing the text reminded me, or I would have caused a huge disaster.
It seems I shouldn’t tell him this news yet.’ Lee awkwardly scratched his head and explained, “I don’t think you look anything like a demon fox, haha.” He then changed the subject, saying, “By the way, let’s take Iruka-sensei to the hospital first.
He’s injured.” Iruka struggled to support his body and refused, “No need.
This kind of injury just needs a bit of bandaging.” He smiled and sighed, “I didn’t expect you to be so strong, not even Mizuki was a match for you.” Naruto asked, puzzled, “Iruka-sensei, do you know him too?” Iruka nodded.
“Yes, he’s a graduate from the previous year, and he’s a taijutsu specialist.” Naruto asked, “A taijutsu specialist?” Lee explained, “I can’t use Ninjutsu or Genjutsu, I can only use Taijutsu.” Only then did Naruto understand what it meant.
But that attack just now was really amazing.
Iruka put away the Scroll of Seals and said, “Come with me to return the scroll.
Naruto was tricked by Mizuki into stealing the scroll.
As long as we explain everything clearly to Hokage-sama, he should be fine.” Naruto worriedly asked, “Grandpa Hokage really won’t blame me?” Iruka reassured him, “Don’t worry.
Hokage-sama is a very kind person.
Once he knows, he will definitely forgive you.” “And besides, we caught the real culprit, Mizuki.
That counts as making a contribution.” Rock Lee remembered that the Third Hokage had been watching this place and that he himself had almost revealed the truth earlier.
If he actually went to see him in person, his abnormality might be discovered.
So, after thinking about it, he refused, saying, “Iruka-sensei, I won’t go.
I haven’t finished today’s training yet.” Iruka nodded and then left with Naruto and the unconscious Mizuki.
Meanwhile, on the comment screen, people were still lamenting not having seen Naruto perform the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique.
After all, since Mizuki had already been defeated, Naruto naturally didn’t get a chance to act.
— The next day, Rock Lee woke up early.
Just as he was about to go train with weighted one-legged hops— He opened the door and was met with a pleasant surprise.
He happily called out, “Guy-sensei!” The person who had arrived was none other than Guy, with his bowl-cut hair, thick eyebrows, and resolute features.
At this moment, he was wearing his green jumpsuit and had come to find Lee to train together.
“Lee!
Now is the time to burn our youth!
Let’s go for a run!” Lee agreed, “Yes, Guy-sensei.
But today I want to train one-legged hops.” Guy was taken aback and asked, “What are one-legged hops?” Lee explained the method of weighted one-legged hops to Guy, which immediately drew repeated praise from him.
“As expected of my student!
To think of such a great method!
Then, let’s train one-legged hops together next, Lee!” Lee was also excited and hugged him, shouting loudly, “Guy-sensei!” […] […] Faced with Lee and Guy’s training session, the commenters were speechless.
But Lee didn’t pay attention to these at the moment.
He was still immersed in the happiness of being with Guy.
One-legged hops, alternating arm punches, walking on their hands…
They only went to eat curry rice after completing the training tasks they had set for themselves.
However, the more Lee ate, the less appetite he had.
Because among the comments, there were many texts mocking his training and words criticizing his strength.
Although Lee was optimistic and positive, seeing so many people not believing in him made him feel somewhat uncomfortable for a moment.
Among them, there was one important piece of information, which was the fundamental reason for his silence.
That was Guy’s final outcome: a fracture of his right leg, leaving him dependent on a wheelchair to move from then on.
For a Taijutsu Ninja, this was undoubtedly a fatal blow.
Lee looked at the cheerful man before him, who was like a father to him, and found it hard to imagine what his state of mind would be after suffering such an injury.
He didn’t dare to think about it further.
Guy noticed his expression and asked, “What’s wrong, Lee?
Does today’s curry rice not suit your taste?” Lee was a straightforward guy, so his feelings were usually written all over his face.
Seeing Guy ask, he didn’t answer directly but instead asked a question in return, “Guy-sensei, can the Eight Inner Gates really surpass the Hokage?” Guy confidently gave a thumbs-up, flashing a bright smile, and answered, “Of course.” Then he asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong, Lee?
You’re acting strange today.” Lee shook his head.
After a long silence, he finally mustered the courage to speak, “Guy-sensei, I’ve decided not to take on missions anymore in the future.
At the very least, I don’t want to do ordinary missions.” Hearing this, Guy was stunned.
He felt Lee’s forehead and said, puzzled, “You don’t have a fever.
What kind of nonsense are you talking?
If you don’t do missions, how will you earn money to support yourself?” Lee’s serious expression clearly told Guy that he meant it.
“Guy-sensei, I don’t want to save money.
I just want to get stronger, stronger than the Hokage.
For that, no matter how hard the training is, I will persevere.” “I’m not afraid of others calling me stupid, calling me weak, or even calling me trash.
But I’m afraid I won’t be able to protect the people I want to protect.” Hearing Lee’s words, Guy looked seriously at this student of his.
This kid, who had been disliked by his classmates since childhood because he couldn’t use Ninjutsu, seemed to have grown up a little.