That feeling came from nowhere.
Yet at the same time, it felt unbelievably real.
Even Fugaku himself did not understand why such an absurd thought had suddenly appeared in his mind.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could not find a reason to deny it.
He had experienced the Third Shinobi War.
He had faced powerful enemies before.
And yet, never—not even once—had he felt this kind of pressure from someone so young.
But standing before Yujiro… He felt it clearly.
“…!” Just as Fugaku was lost in thought, Yujiro suddenly drew his blade.
Fugaku’s attention snapped back instantly.
Then his pupils contracted again.
The movement was clean.
Precise.
Not a single wasted motion.
This level of swordsmanship… and he’s only five years old?
At that moment, Fugaku finally understood where Itachi’s bruises had come from.
And deep inside his heart, he quietly made a decision.
No matter what happened in the future— The Uchiha Clan absolutely had to maintain a good relationship with Yujiro.
The sky gradually darkened.
The air between heaven and earth slowly grew colder as evening approached.
But inside the Uchiha training ground, the atmosphere remained intense.
Boom!
Yujiro’s kick landed squarely against Itachi’s stomach without the slightest mercy.
Itachi’s body flew backward immediately.
The instant he hit the ground, Yujiro reached forward and grabbed him by the wrist before he could tumble farther.
“That’s enough for today.” After saying that casually, Yujiro rested the black blade over his shoulder and prepared to leave.
By now, quite a few Uchiha clan members had gathered around the training ground.
Some of them had already seen Yujiro earlier that day.
But unlike before, the looks in their eyes had completely changed.
Admiration.
Respect.
Even shock.
“He’s amazing…” Among the crowd, a young girl around Yujiro’s age peeked out curiously.
She had large dark eyes and a small beauty mark beneath her right eye.
Her gaze toward Yujiro was filled with pure admiration.
Yujiro recognized her immediately.
Uchiha Izumi.
A tragic girl.
In the future, she would deeply love Itachi… only to die during the Uchiha massacre.
Even if Itachi allowed her to live out an entire lifetime inside Tsukuyomi before her death… A genjutsu was still a genjutsu.
Thinking of that, Yujiro released his grip.
Without support, Itachi immediately lost balance and dropped flat onto the ground again.
“It hurts…” Itachi muttered while staring up at him with visible resentment.
Yujiro snorted lightly.
“Stop overthinking useless things every day and train properly.” As he spoke, he raised a hand and lightly flicked Itachi’s forehead.
A familiar gesture.
Then Yujiro turned around.
“I’m heading back.” With the black blade resting at his side, he walked away without another glance.
Itachi sat there quietly for a moment before touching his forehead.
For some reason… After that flick, the frustration in his heart had faded a little.
… … A month passed quietly.
The weather gradually cooled as late autumn arrived.
Deep within the forests behind Konoha, two figures continuously clashed against one another.
Clang!
The black blade collided against a short tantō.
Sparks burst into the air as Kakashi’s blade scraped against Yujiro’s sword.
At the same time— A familiar voice echoed inside Yujiro’s mind.
[Ding.
Congratulations to Host for surpassing physical limits.] [Limiter progress increased by 0.2%.] [Limiter: Stage One — 32.0%] A wave of strength surged through Yujiro’s body.
His muscles tightened slightly, and the power in his arms increased once more.
Boom!
The blades collided again.
Kakashi’s arms immediately went numb from the impact, forcing him to jump backward and create distance.
“Enough, enough…” Kakashi said while waving his hand helplessly.
“I’m done.” Ever since Yujiro discovered him a month ago, Kakashi had basically been dragged into becoming a daily sparring partner.
Originally, it had only been Yujiro and Itachi training together.
Now the group had somehow become Yujiro, Itachi… and Jōnin Hatake Kakashi.
And every single day, Kakashi ended up exhausted.
His chakra nearly bottomed out every time.
The worst part was— Yujiro kept getting stronger at a ridiculous pace.
Every few days, his strength noticeably increased again.
Even Kakashi was beginning to feel a headache from it.
“Next.” Yujiro pointed lazily toward Itachi nearby.
“Your turn.” Itachi silently swallowed.
Then he picked up the short blade and rushed forward again.
Half an hour later— Boom!
Itachi collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily.
Yujiro casually swung the black blade once before sliding it back into its sheath.
“That’s all?” He raised an eyebrow before walking toward a nearby tree and sitting beneath it.
Not far away, two pairs of resentful eyes were staring at him.
After spending an entire month with Yujiro, both Kakashi and Itachi had finally realized something terrifying.
Yujiro’s strength increased at an absurd rate.
A small improvement every few days.
A major leap every week.
Even Kakashi was beginning to suspect that this five-year-old monster already possessed strength close to an elite Chūnin.
Yujiro closed his eyes quietly, feeling the power flowing through his body.
Because of the Limiter, his physical growth no longer resembled anything normal.
Strength.
Speed.
Even chakra.
Everything continuously rose alongside it.
“Status.” A transparent screen immediately appeared before Yujiro.
[Host: Yujiro] [Attributes: Lightning, Wind] [Chakra: 1000 — Elite Chūnin Level] [Limiter: Stage One] [Progress toward Stage Two: 32.0%] [Once progress surpasses 50%, Stage One can be activated freely in normal condition.] [Current Objective: Push physical energy beyond its limit repeatedly.] [Next Objective: Begin extreme elemental training after reaching 50% progress.] Yujiro let out a slow breath.
The main reason his growth speed remained so ridiculous was because of Kakashi and Itachi.
Back when he only sparred against Itachi, he could break through his limits three or four times a day.
But after becoming stronger, Itachi gradually stopped being enough.
At most, Yujiro could only trigger two breakthroughs daily from fighting him.
Fortunately— There was Kakashi.
As a Jōnin, Kakashi was strong enough to keep pushing him higher.
Without Kakashi acting as his sparring partner, reaching his current level would probably have taken at least another three months.
Still… This was far from enough.
Yujiro opened his eyes.
“Alright,” he said while standing up and lifting the black blade again.
“Morning training’s over.” Then he looked toward Kakashi and Itachi.
A grin slowly appeared on his face.
“My onee-san made lunch today.” He rested the blade over his shoulder.
“I’ll treat you guys.”
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