“This scroll contains some relatively low-level Sealing Jutsu, which your mother likely brought from the Uzushigakure back then.” “Later, when your mother was seriously ill, she specifically sent someone to give this scroll to me.” Ichii Kei was very candid, stating directly, “This old man has already read the contents of the scroll long ago and made a copy to give to the Village.
So when you use it in the future, you don’t need to have any reservations.” Although the current timeline was still about twenty years away from the start of the original story…
Regrettably, the Uzushigakure had already been destroyed six or seven years ago by the joint forces of several great Ninja Villages, including the Hidden Mist and Kumogakure.
Members of the Uzumaki Clan were naturally homeless, wandering far and wide across the world.
Ayane wasn’t very clear about her mother’s past experiences.
But calculating the time, she must have left the Uzushigakure early to marry into the Amegakure, and had not experienced that tragic destruction.
This scroll was probably the sincerity her mother offered in exchange for the other party’s promise to look after her before she died…
The girl pursed her lips, took the scroll, opened it, and gave it a brief glance.
Good…
Densely packed tadpole-like formulas and symbols were scattered across it; just a single glance was enough to make one’s head spin.
That overbearing aura of knowledge rushed toward her, nearly suffocating her…
If the C-rank Ninjutsu she usually practiced were like middle school plane geometry…
Then Ayane figured this thing was at least on the level of university Higher Mathematics…
It was one thing for a genius like Minato Namikaze to play around with this.
She found it hard to imagine that a carefree, simple-minded girl like Uzumaki Kushina could actually be skilled in such a thing…
The two of them clearly didn’t share the same vibe at all…
“Look at it after you get back.” Ichii Kei waved his hand.
“This stuff is hard to learn.
The Village has trained so many Ninja, but only a few are skilled in Sealing Jutsu.
However, you have Uzumaki blood flowing in your veins, so it should be easier for you to get started than for us.” The girl nodded without speaking.
She seemingly agreed.
In reality, she was thinking quite unambitiously that if she had to rely on self-study for this, it would probably be impossible.
She could only work hard in the future to first grind out a Sealing Jutsu trait and then see if the status panel was powerful enough…
But since the achievement points were also earned through her own hard work, it wouldn’t be wrong to say it was all thanks to her own effort and sweat!
“As for what your father left behind…” Ichii Kei held up the remaining Ninja blade with both hands and presented it to Ayane: “It’s this Chakra Ninja Blade.” It was an extremely sharp Ninja blade.
The blade was slender, estimated to be around sixty or seventy centimeters in total, with a light cyan handguard.
After Ayane took it, she gave it a light draw, and a flash of white light flickered before her eyes in the room.
She looked down, carefully observing the intricate patterns on the edge of the blade.
Although she didn’t know what they were for, just looking at them gave her a sense of profound mystery.
“Crafted from high-quality Chakra-conductive metal as raw material and forged with three years of dedicated effort by a master from the Land of Iron, it far surpasses those mass-produced, soul-less standard works from Takumi Village.” Watching the cyan Ninja blade leave his hands, Ichii Kei rarely showed a sentimental and nostalgic emotion: “Ninja blades like this are becoming increasingly rare in the Village; perhaps they will never be seen again.” Over a year ago, news of the Land of Iron’s defeat had arrived.
For the younger generation, it might not mean much, but for an old man like Ichii Kei, it brought a flood of emotions.
Hanzou had also practiced swordsmanship in the Land of Iron when he was young, but now, he had personally driven the last nail into the coffin of the samurai heritage.
Ayane didn’t feel much sentimental sorrow.
She gripped the blade and gave it a few swings in the air.
The girl’s height of 1.6 meters was actually a bit short for this blade, making it somewhat awkward to use.
But fortunately, she would still grow.
Needless to say, before reaching the level of ‘clapping hands and getting whatever you want,’ the feeling of having a weapon was much better than being empty-handed.
The girl satisfiedly sheathed the Ninja blade.
She then asked, “By the way, Senior, what is its name?” Ichii Kei smiled and said, “The craftsman who forged the sword originally named it Kokitsunemaru, but now that it has a new owner, you can give it a new name.” Ayane thought for a moment, and looking at the cyan handguard, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
She patted the scabbard and smiled, “Mm, then from now on I’ll call you…
arashikiri!” Ichii Kei smacked his lips, savoring the name: “arashikiri…
arashikiri…
it’s a good name.
No wonder you could get an S in the culture class and write such a fantastical and vivid essay like ‘Kunai Shooting Down Ōnoki’.” The corner of the girl’s mouth twitched.
Could we please not mention that matter again in the future…
—————— During the war.
Everything served the front lines of the battlefield.
The administrative efficiency of the Hidden Rain Village was very high, and they moved extremely fast.
The graduates of the Ninja Academy.
After receiving their assignments from their homeroom teachers in the morning, in less than an afternoon, they were taken away one after another by Ninja from various departments to head to their respective battlefields.
The chubby Nagano Takayuki waited anxiously until Ayane returned from the principal’s office, not forgetting to bid her a tearful farewell.
He was going to the Reconnaissance Force.
According to Ichii Kei, this was also the combat sequence with the highest casualty rate on the battlefield.
Though she didn’t know how someone with his round physique was selected for the Reconnaissance Force, Ayane still sincerely wished him luck.
The girl’s tone was serious: “Nagano-kun, please take care of yourself at the front.” “Amamiya-san…
you too!” Having been attentive for two and a half years, Nagano Takayuki, receiving a response for the first time, said excitedly: “Wait for me…
after I’ve made a contribution on the battlefield, I’ll definitely come back and treat you to Peach Wine at the Izakaya!” Although the Three Prohibitions of Shinobi explicitly stated that Ninja should drink less alcohol and prohibited minors under 18 from drinking…
For Ninja who lived on the edge and had no guarantee of tomorrow…
Breaking the rules was a common occurrence.
The Peach Wine Nagano Takayuki mentioned was somewhat similar to various alcoholic beverages from her previous life.
The alcohol concentration in it was very low, and many underage Ninja in the Village would secretly buy a cup to taste it.
Ayane remained silent.
Seeing this, the chubby boy immediately and carefully withdrew his smile.
He seemed to want to say something more.
But the Ninja standing to the side had already grown impatient, urging with a scowl: “Kid, stop babbling and let’s go!
If you have anything to say, wait until you survive the battlefield!” Hearing such a reprimanding sentence, the chubby boy quickly lowered his head: “Sumimasen (Sorry)!” The Ninja shook his head at the sight, unable to say much more.
He glanced at the slender girl standing nearby and muttered, “What an ignorant fellow.
Once Lord Hanzou leads us into the Land of Fire, you’ll have your pick of any kind of woman you want.
I really don’t know what’s so good about a bean sprout like this…” Nagano Takayuki, who had been submissive toward his senior just moments ago, retorted loudly upon hearing this: “Hey, hey, hey, Senior!
Although you’re older than me, my feelings for Amamiya-san are true love…” “Please, Senior…” “Don’t use such vulgar terms…
to insult my feelings for Amamiya-san!” The chubby boy was dragged out of the classroom by the Ninja, his voice gradually fading into the distance.
Ayane remained in her seat, watching him leave the classroom all the way, feeling both a bit amused and a bit sad.
Although that Ninja’s attitude wasn’t very good, there was one thing he said that was very right.
Regardless of what the future held, she had to survive the battlefield first!