In the end Tenten nodded. Having a different perspective on this pervert's personality.
At first he comes across as someone serious and sociable. But then you see the real face behind it.
Tenten blushed. Wanting to take the lead.
"Fine, I'll do it. I'll wear a…I'll wear that kind of costume. If in a week I don't see results. I'll come after you every day of my life until I cut your cock off."
Kaito was left speechless. Then he smiled stiffly.
"I'd tell you there's no need to go that far, but I'm pretty confident you'll show results in a week."
Those words managed to calm Tenten. Although she was still blushing.
Then she, against all odds, smiled.
"You're going to regret asking me for that, you perverted bastard."
"Oh, yeah?" Kaito looked at her with amusement.
"Yes." She leaned a handspan against a training log. "I'm going to leave your cock so hard you're going to have to cut it off yourself."
Kaito's eyes flew open.
Was…. was this Tenten?
He was truly speechless.
"When do I start?" she asked.
Kaito took a second too long. He ran his thumb over the bridge of his nose. Still speechless.
"Tomorrow. After training you can already come to my apartment."
Tenten closed her eyes in embarrassment before saying.
"Do I…do I bring the costume. Or do you have it?"
Kaito almost laughed at her expression.
"I have one stored away, don't worry." He said.
Tenten then withdrew. She wanted to think about the madness she had just accepted.
Kaito watched her leave and murmured.
"She said she's going to cut my cock off and then that I would do it myself."
….
The next day early in the morning. They were already training.
Tenten arrived at his apartment and woke him when it was still night.
Kaito figured it was some kind of revenge from this girl.
Fortunately he knew she would forget when she saw the results.
"Busoshoku is a power that doesn't need to be manifested as if it were chakra. You have to learn to isolate chakra from your mechanical movements. That's the first lesson."
Tenten nodded. A little confused by how convincing he sounded now. She couldn't believe that his personality now contrasted with the one he showed yesterday when he asked her to do that. He had seemed like a complete degenerate.
Kaito continued.
"You need to find it and learn to externalize it."
Tenten forgot those thoughts for the moment and concentrated.
"Will." She said.
"Exactly."
"That is still extremely abstract." She said.
"I know. But I trust you'll understand it." He said.
She breathed deeply and adopted a combat stance again.
Kaito kept his index finger raised. Only the tip of the finger was covered by that black tone.
"You can concentrate it according to your will."
Tenten observed his finger.
Kaito opened his hand and the Busoshoku began to spread until it covered it completely.
"You can coat a specific area so you don't waste force where you don't need it."
The hardening then ran over his entire forearm.
"You can use it to defend."
Kaito closed his fist.
The air seemed to tense when he struck forward.
He didn't hit anything, but Tenten felt the impact of air against her clothes.
"And to attack."
She swallowed.
Kaito finally relaxed his arm.
"Now I want you to understand why it can interest you especially."
He took one of the shuriken. The Busoshoku spread over its edges.
"A weapon has physical limits. It can break, bend, lose its edge or run into a defense that's too resistant. Busoshoku lets you impose your own force on that weapon and raise what it can do."
Kaito threw the shuriken while Tenten followed the movement.
The projectile hit a rock at the back of the field and went through it.
There was no gigantic explosion or an exaggerated demonstration like with the previous kunai. A clean line simply appeared cutting through the stone and the shuriken continued until it buried itself deeply in the ground.
That impressed Tenten even more.
Because she understood perfectly how impossible it was. Especially because he wasn't using any kind of elemental transformation on the shuriken.
"I want to learn it."
"That's the attitude."
Kaito picked up a small stone and threw it to her. Using the same method as with Hinata.
She caught it.
"Very good. Try to cover it with Busoshoku."
Tenten looked at the stone, then at Kaito. Then at the stone again.
"How?"
"Will."
"That is not an instruction."
Kaito opened his arms.
"Welcome to my training style."
Tenten clenched her teeth.
"First you have to learn to separate two things that for years you've considered practically inseparable: power and chakra. I don't want chakra in that stone. I don't want you to try to force it meaninglessly. I want you to find that sensation without resorting to what you already know."
Tenten closed her eyes. Almost immediately her chakra began to circulate.
"You're circulating your chakra."
She opened her eyes.
"I didn't even do anything!"
"That's precisely what I said before. You do it instinctively."
Tenten looked at her palm and tried again.
"Again."
"Again."
The third attempt ended the same. The fourth too. By the sixth, Tenten started getting irritated.
"This is a lot harder than it looks when you do it."
"Naturally." Kaito answered.
Tenten rolled her eyes at how irritating he was and tried again.
This time she took longer. She tried to consciously contain the chakra and concentrate only on the stone. She wanted to harden it. She wanted to protect it.
She tried to remember the sensation that hitting Kaito's coated arm with the bō had produced.
But nothing.
"Anything?" she asked, opening one eye.
"No."
"Absolutely nothing?"
"Absolutely nothing."
Tenten sighed.
"Fantastic."
"I warned you it could take a week to feel a single change."
Hinata had been different; she had counted a little on the help of the Byakugan.
Tenten squeezed the stone; her will didn't waver at all.
"Then I'll have to practice for months."
Kaito watched her for a few seconds and then smiled.
"That's my…
He was going to say it but then he shut up the next instant. Remembering that he wasn't dealing with Hinata.
"That's the will." He said instead.
Tenten tried again.
Kaito remained in front of her with his eyes still closed. Even while teaching, his own training hadn't ended.
He kept Kenbunshoku extended over the entire field, perceiving Tenten, the animals hidden among the trees, the distant presences of other shinobi and every small change that occurred around them.
Then Tenten suddenly opened her eyes and threw the stone straight at his forehead.
Kaito tilted his head and the stone went past.
"That was childish." He said with his eyes closed.
Tenten smiled. Quite impressed. She had made sure not to make the slightest noise when she threw him the stone. She had also made sure his eyes were completely closed.
"My God, that's too cool." She said. "How long do you think it'll take me to be able to do that?"
"A year if you keep that firmness in learning."
Tenten then closed her eyes, excited.
Over the following hours, the training field filled with the sound of steel, impacts and Tenten's occasional protests every time Kaito dodged an attack she was absolutely convinced she had managed to hide.
Tenten, for her part, didn't manage to manifest anything that afternoon regarding the training with the stone.
Kaito then stood up when he saw it was midday.
"That's enough for today. Let's go back." Kaito said.
Tenten blushed with shame when she remembered what she had to do now.
"Bastard." She muttered through her teeth.
Kaito laughed, amused, making her angrier.