Twisted black threads burst out from Toji’s palm.
He had never revealed the existence of Earth Grudge Fear in Konoha before, so the moment Tobirama saw it, his brows jumped sharply.
Unease rose in his heart, and he instinctively moved to stop it.
But Hashirama raised a hand and blocked him.
“Brother!” Tobirama’s voice carried urgency.
Hashirama only glanced at him calmly and shook his head.
“Trust Toji.” Ignoring the brothers, Toji focused fully on controlling Earth Grudge Fear.
At first, only a single strand of black thread separated from his palm, but in an instant it split again and again, becoming more than ten dense strands.
The threads pierced precisely into Toka’s torso, then stitched her severed arms back onto her body at perfect angles with delicate precision.
But that alone was far from enough.
The limbs could be reattached, yet the nerves and chakra pathways damaged by lightning release could not be restored through Earth Grudge Fear alone.
Toji’s expression remained calm as he gave a low shout.
“Mystical Palm Technique!” Soft green chakra from the healing technique flowed down along the black threads and entered Toka’s body point by point, carefully repairing and reactivating her shattered nerves and chakra channels.
The entire process flowed smoothly in one motion.
Less than a minute had passed.
“Mystical Palm Technique…” Tobirama lowered his voice in shock.
“Brother, you even gave him that?” “Heh, Toji truly is impressive.” Hashirama folded his arms proudly, as if the one performing the surgery were himself.
“He can apply Mystical Palm Technique through that yang-style creation.
It’s like using ten hands to cast healing at once.
Both the speed and precision have risen to another level.” About five minutes later, Toji withdrew his hands with a tired face.
Looking at his work, he nodded in satisfaction.
Sending chakra through Earth Grudge Fear had been a brand-new experiment even for him.
“The surgery was successful, my lords,” he said slowly.
“I have reconnected all of the patient’s nerves and chakra pathways.
The parts that were fully dead have been replaced with my Heavenly Mercy Threads.
But for at least three months, her arms absolutely cannot be strained.” The Senju brothers looked at each other.
Even someone as knowledgeable as Tobirama could only describe what he had witnessed as miraculous.
He stepped forward to examine her, and seeing that Toka’s breathing had become steady, he relaxed slightly before asking the question on his mind.
“Heavenly Mercy Threads…
what are they?” “It is one use of my inherited secret art, Heavenly Mercy Fear.” Toji wiped his hands and spoke calmly.
“They are chakra threads filled with vitality.
When necessary, they can replace parts of the human body.” Because the name Earth Grudge Fear sounded dark and hateful, it clashed badly with his image as a divine doctor and saint.
So he had casually given it a temporary disguise.
“Fortunately, the patient only suffered damage to the arms.
If it had been the internal organs, even I could not have saved her.” “Vitality…” Hashirama nodded thoughtfully.
“It seems you have great talent in Yang Release.” “Yang Release?
What is that?” Toji asked, pretending not to know.
“It is the power of yang, born from the body’s life energy.
It grants life to form.
It is also a chakra nature,” Hashirama explained, and the admiration in his eyes deepened.
“Toji, you have fate with the Senju Clan.
My clan is also skilled in Yang Release, but no one has ever materialized it to directly repair organs.” Then he suddenly raised his voice.
“Tobirama!” “Yes!” Tobirama straightened instinctively.
“In the field of medical ninjutsu, you need to learn from Toji.
Stop researching those strange techniques all day.
You couldn’t even heal someone important to you.” “…Yes, Brother.” “And thank him properly.” Tobirama extended a hand toward Toji with a solemn expression.
“Thank you, Toji.
I am Tobirama Senju, the Hokage’s younger brother.
Thank you for healing Toka’s arms.
I owe you a favor.” Seeing the usually stern old fox standing there so obediently after being humbled by medicine, Toji nearly laughed inside.
No matter what, he had gained a favor from Tobirama.
Hashirama patted his brother’s shoulder.
“Haha, no matter how you look at it, this is a happy ending.
Toji, your work should be done for today, right?” “Yes.
It is off-duty time now.” “Good!
My treat.
Tonight we celebrate at Yakiniku Q.” Since someone else was paying, Toji naturally had no objection.
“Yes, Hokage-sama.” “After work, don’t use titles.
Just call me Hashirama.” * * * Yakiniku Q was one of Konoha’s most popular gathering spots.
Inside a private room, even the cold-faced Tobirama looked a little drunk.
He muttered nonsense, “I remember the old days…” “Hashirama, it looks like we’ve eaten enough.
I’ll head back first and continue researching medical ninjutsu.” Toji stood up and excused himself.
He still wanted to continue training Earth Grudge Fear.
After Toji left, the drunken look on Tobirama’s face vanished instantly.
His usual calm expression returned.
“Brother…” “Hm?
Tobirama, you’re not drunk?” “A ninja is never truly drunk.” Tobirama shook his head, then asked, “Toji arrived in the village half a month ago?” Hashirama swirled his drink with sleepy eyes as he replied, “Not exactly.
I saw him healing people around Tanzaku Town even earlier.” “And before that?
Is he really just from some distant land?
And Heavenly Mercy Fear.
I have never heard of such a secret art.
Those twisted black threads…
what I sensed was evil chakra.
Ominous chakra.” Tobirama narrowed his eyes.
“Just like the Sharingan.” Hashirama’s hand paused.
His tone turned serious.
“Tobirama, I know what you’re thinking.
But remember this.
Judge a ninja by actions, not by heart.
If you judge by heart, no ninja is flawless.” “These past two weeks, Toji has helped the village greatly.
Many villagers have received treatment from him.
I believe a man like that cannot be evil.” “Brother, you are being foolish.” Tobirama sighed lightly.
“Sometimes saving people is only done to kill better later.
If Toji is a spy, and leaks the village’s intelligence, or has other motives, then the number who die because of him will far exceed the number he saved.” Bang!
Hashirama slapped the table.
“Tobirama, you’re still so suspicious.
You were like this with Madara, and now you’re like this with Toji.” “For the village, such caution is necessary.” Tobirama did not back down.
“Alright, alright.” Hashirama softened and waved his hand.
“I’ll keep watching Toji.
And besides…
with me here, even if Toji truly is a spy from another village, so what?” So what?
That was a good question.
Tobirama realized that as long as his brother lived, no one in the ninja world except Madara Uchiha could cause real damage to Konoha.
That was the absolute confidence of the God of Shinobi.
But if one day his brother…
Tobirama sighed and refused to imagine such a terrifying possibility.
He silently drank another cup.
“This is my problem.” “That’s better!” Hashirama slapped his shoulder.
“Toji joining the village is absolutely a good thing.
You need to let go of your prejudice against outsiders.
Get along with him well.
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