After a long while, Nohara Rin finally recovered from her shock.
Although her brother had only reduced this person to a “minor injury,” it was obvious that Inuzuka Hirono had completely lost the ability to fight.
Leaving him lying in the middle of Konoha’s road, covered in blood like this, was not exactly a solution.
“Brother, what do we do with him now?” Rin asked.
Nohara Haruto swept his gaze to the side.
The small black dog that had been hiding nearby immediately trembled all over.
It collapsed to the ground, not even daring to think about running away.
In the next second, Nohara Haruto had already grabbed it with one hand and lifted it up.
“Woof—Awoo!”
The little black dog let out a miserable cry, as if begging for mercy.
“Stop barking.
I know you can understand me.”
Nohara Haruto stretched out a finger and tapped the little black dog on the forehead.
“Go back to your clan and find someone to carry your master home.
He won’t die.”
“Awoo!”
The small black dog nodded while trembling.
The moment Haruto released it, the dog fled as if it had seen a demon.
In the blink of an eye, it vanished into the distance.
Haruto clapped his hands, then turned to Rin.
“Let’s go.
We’ll leave the rest to his clan.”
Rin nodded, but she still hesitated and glanced back at Inuzuka Hirono lying on the ground.
“Brother… the Inuzuka Clan won’t just let this go, right?”
“All right, don’t think too much about it.”
Nohara Haruto draped an arm over Rin’s shoulders and led her home.
“If anything happens, your brother will handle it for you.
Just relax.”
“Mm.”
Rin nodded obediently.
Since her brother had said so, she chose to believe him.
“Brother, today is the first time I realized you’re this strong too.
If you were compared to Teacher Minato, who would be stronger?”
Rin could not help asking.
Only today did she realize there were still so many things about her brother that she did not know.
She did not know many powerful ninja, but judging from aura alone, she could feel that her brother’s strength completely surpassed Kakashi’s.
Among the stronger people she knew, the only one left was Teacher Minato.
Haruto could not help rubbing her hair.
“You’d only know who’s stronger after actually fighting.
Besides, your brother only practiced swordsmanship for self-defense.”
He smiled and continued,
“For us doctors, the truly important thing is to properly study medical ninjutsu.
That is the world as vast and fascinating as an endless sea.”
“Fine…”
Rin pouted.
She really did not understand her brother.
She could not feel the slightest bit of interest in medical ninjutsu!
“By the way, Brother, what was that sword technique you used just now?
It was so cool!”
Rin’s eyes sparkled like a sky full of stars, her face overflowing with admiration.
As expected, she was still more interested in that sword technique.
“That move…”
Haruto hesitated for a moment.
“It’s a type of ancient sword art.
Mm… you can consider it a sword technique I created myself.”
Nohara Haruto did not know how to explain it, so he could only give a vague answer.
Other than medical ninjutsu, he had not learned many other ninjutsu in this world.
For self-defense, he had always trained in his ancient sword arts.
After all, those ancient sword arts had been taught to him by his grandfather in his previous life.
In this life, he used chakra in place of so-called internal energy and discovered that the two shared certain similarities.
Because of that, he had trained diligently.
By now, he had basically recovered the level he had possessed in his previous life.
However, since he spent most of his time researching medicine and rarely displayed his ancient sword arts, even Rin had not known he possessed this kind of strength.
“Then teach me, Brother!
This sword art is really amazing.
It’s way stronger than the Great Fireball Technique Teacher Minato taught us!”
Rin tugged at his sleeve and acted spoiled.
This…
Haruto hesitated.
Ancient sword arts were indeed powerful, not inferior to the ninjutsu of this world in the slightest.
But at the same time, they were not easy to train.
The suffering involved might even be greater than learning ninjutsu.
However, he could not resist Rin’s pleading.
In the end, he could only nod and reluctantly agree.
“I’ll teach you some basic sword techniques first.
Practice them properly.
In terms of destructive power, they should at least not be weaker than C-rank ninjutsu.”
He could not accurately classify the level of ancient sword arts.
After all, it depended on how they were used in real combat.
For example, the Great Fireball Technique used by an ordinary ninja and the Great Fireball Technique used by Uchiha Madara were completely different concepts.
“Really?
I knew Brother was the best brother in the whole world!”
Rin jumped up excitedly and gave Haruto a big bear hug.
“You…”
Haruto’s face was full of affection as he smiled helplessly and lightly scolded her.
“Since Brother is being so good to me, I’ll personally make my best tempura for you tonight!
Hehe…”
Under the lingering glow of sunset, the young man and young girl walked hand in hand through Konoha’s gradually bustling streets.
Their shadows stretched long behind them.
All that remained was a trail of cheerful laughter.
This kind of peaceful time was what Nohara Haruto had always loved most.
Streets filled with the warmth of daily life.
A free life without pressure or coercion.
As expected, the happiest thing in the world…
Was still being a salted fish.
…
While Nohara Haruto was enjoying his leisurely time, another group of people had already fallen into complete chaos.
“What exactly happened?
What kind of injuries did Hirono suffer?!”
The head of the Inuzuka Clan had just received a report from his clansmen and hurried over.
The moment he entered, he saw his younger brother crouched beside the bed, his eyes bloodshot and his face twisted with ferocity.
Before the Inuzuka Clan head could even speak, his younger brother, Inuzuka Yū, burst into tears with a loud wail.
“Brother, you have to stand up for me!
I only have this one precious son, and someone actually injured him like this inside Konoha!
If anything happens to my son, I won’t live either!”
“Stop crying first.
Explain things clearly.”
The Inuzuka Clan head’s voice also carried some urgency.
“Hirono is my nephew.
Naturally, I won’t ignore this.
What exactly happened to him?”
“Look!”
Inuzuka Yū moved aside.
The Inuzuka Clan head’s gaze fell on Inuzuka Hirono behind him, and he instantly sucked in a breath of cold air.
This…
Was this still his nephew?
His entire body was covered in blood that had already coagulated into a dark purplish-black color.
It looked as if he had been thrown directly into a pool of blood.