“Grandfather, can the Uchiha Clan and the Senju Clan not get married?”
Kiyone asked when she got home.
“What is it, does little Kiyone really like that brat?”
Uchiha Shali teased his granddaughter with a smile.
“Grandfather, you know me, I only treat Chiba as a friend.”
Uchiha Shali knew this very well in his heart; otherwise, he would have broken that brat’s legs long ago for daring to chase after his granddaughter.
“Kiyone, our Uchiha and the Senju have been slaughtering each other for a thousand years.”
Uchiha Shali said very calmly, yet these simple words revealed astonishing bloodshed, with the hatred of the two clans intertwined in their bloodlines!
“I have had many relatives die in the slaughters with the Senju.”
“Grandfather, then you?”
“Are you wondering why I don’t hold much malice towards that brat Chiba?”
“Mm.”
Kiyone nodded.
“We are the losers, and the hatred of the losers should not be left to the next generation.”
This was Uchiha Shali’s understanding of the Senju Clan.
Back then, the Senju won and didn’t exterminate the Uchiha, so what qualification did he have to hate the descendants of the Senju?
To turn someone else’s grace into hatred towards their descendants—he wasn’t that shameless.
However, matters like marriage were better left alone; a marriage unblessed by family was never truly complete.
Perhaps only when their generation had completely passed away would it become possible.
Of course, if Chiba Kawa knew about these things, he certainly wouldn’t care; he only wanted to enjoy himself, regardless of whether it was complete or not.
…
Over the next few days, Chiba was quite melancholy.
Kiyone also realized that getting too close to him would bring quite a bit of trouble, and she subconsciously avoided Chiba.
Although Chiba acted shamelessly, Kiyone at most just nodded in acknowledgement, and then Chiba wouldn’t have it anymore; he came here to enjoy life, not to be an Obito.
“This spot is really great!”
Chiba climbed onto the roof of the bathhouse, sneaking peeks through the gaps to watch the beautiful scenery inside.
According to his extensive field research, this angle offered the best visual effects!
“Sigh, it’s still too small, my little brother can’t even stay firm, losing a bit of the fun.”
“Oh my!
This yellow hair?
This scale?
Could it be?”
Chiba, who had been appreciating the view from afternoon until evening, exclaimed that it was wonderful.
Had he hit the jackpot?
Watch him come and properly critique it!
“Kid Chiba, you can’t handle this spot, let uncle do it.”
At this moment, a sneaky voice sounded by his ear, and then a large hand grabbed him by the collar of his back and tossed Chiba aside.
Chiba wasn’t angry either.
He had been coming here to critique for several consecutive days, and his main purpose was to wait for him—Jiraiya of the Sannin!
However, daring to snatch his auspicious treasure land—this grudge had to be avenged; he, Chiba, was definitely no saint!
Chiba jumped down from the roof and then shouted loudly toward the bathhouse.
“There’s a pervert!”
“Ah!
Ah!
Ah!
Jiraiya!!!”
Amidst the exclamation of countless girls came a roar of anger!
A blonde figure wrapped in a bath towel punched Jiraiya far away with a single blow.
“Ouch, Tsunade, I was wrong!”
After a commotion of utter chaos, Chiba found the panting Jiraiya.
“What kind of grudge, what kind of grievance is this?
You couldn’t even see anything anyway, what’s wrong with giving a good spot to your elder?”
As soon as they met, Jiraiya complained with dissatisfaction.
Chiba had actually known Jiraiya for a long time.
After all, in his spare time he would squat on the streets to look at legs and sneak into bathhouses at night; getting to know Jiraiya was nothing more normal.
This time, he had camped out at the bathhouse for so long specifically to find Jiraiya for something.
“Jiraiya, I did this for your own good.
Tsunade might not beat me to death, but beating you to death might just happen.”
Chiba Kawa said with a smile.
Hearing this, Jiraiya thought of the experience when he was almost beaten to death by Tsunade in the past, and he shivered.
Would it be a bit better to use the Transformation Technique to turn into a child next time he gathered material?
Yeah, turn into the appearance of this kid Chiba!
“Jiraiya, I’m looking for you about something.”
Chiba didn’t bother with the reason for Jiraiya’s inexplicable lewdness; business came first.
“What is it.”
Jiraiya was amiable.
“I want the Ninjutsu Swamp of the Underworld and Earth Release: Earth Dragon Bullet.”
Chiba’s matter was a big one.
“What, you brat are so greedy, Swamp of the Underworld is an A-rank Ninjutsu, and Earth Release: Earth Dragon Bullet is also a B-rank Ninjutsu, you want it just because you ask and I’ll give it?”
Chiba’s huge demand made Jiraiya directly refuse.
Ninjutsu was an important asset of a Ninja, and could only be taught through close relationships such as master-disciple or father-son.
This kid Chiba’s personality suited his taste well, and he was also Tsunade’s clansman, so he didn’t mind giving some help, but these Ninjutsu were too precious to be handed over casually.
“Hey, you’re rushing again.
I’ll trade it with a new jutsu I developed.”
“A new jutsu?
What kind of jutsu can you possibly develop that is as precious as my Swamp of the Underworld and Earth Release: Earth Dragon Bullet?”
Jiraiya’s expression was filled with distrust.
He admitted that this kid was a genius, but what good stuff could someone at such a young age develop?
“Watch closely.”
Chiba formed hand seals and created a Shadow Clone.
Then, with the help of the Shadow Clone, a blue Chakra sphere gradually formed in the palm of his right hand!
“This is the Ninjutsu Rasengan I developed.
You are the first person to ever see this jutsu.”
Chiba said triumphantly.
It was the only Ninjutsu in the original work whose training method was explained, so he definitely carved out time to create it in advance to trade for resources.
“This jutsu?
Seal-less?”
Jiraiya was, after all, a Kage-level powerhouse known as one of the Sannin.
Naturally, he could feel the astonishing power and practicality of Rasengan.
The value represented by a seal-less Ninjutsu was indescribable; it could gain the utmost advantage in battle, not to mention that he even felt a trace of danger from its power!
“Show me its power!”
“Watch carefully!”
Seeing that Jiraiya couldn’t take his eyes off it, Chiba became even more smug and walked over to a large tree nearby.
He smashed the Rasengan fiercely against the large tree!
With a bang!
The center of the half-meter-wide tree trunk was instantly hollowed out into a large hole!
“Awesome, right!”
“Awesome!”
Jiraiya nodded somewhat dumbfoundedly.
Such a powerful Ninjutsu was developed by this perverted kid?
He was quite perverted himself, so why couldn’t he develop one?
“Ahem, vandalism of public property.
Come with me to the Military Police Force.”
The Uchiha Clan’s Military Police Force was in charge of Konoha Village’s safety.
Upon sensing the Chakra aura in the urban area, they immediately came over to investigate.
Then, at a glance, they saw that kid Chiba had made a huge hole in the tree.
“Ah?
Toad Mouth, you are abusing your public office for private revenge!
This was Lord Jiraiya’s order.”
Chiba got angry as soon as he saw Uchiha Fugaku.
That hateful Toad Mouth wouldn’t let him cuddle up with Kiyone—even though cuddling up hurt a little.
“Come with us.
I only saw you smugly destroying public property.”
Uchiha Fugaku faintly heard the muffled laughter of his clansmen behind him, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice.
He wouldn’t really end up in jail, right?
Chiba’s expression looked bad as he turned his head to look at Jiraiya.
“Save me, Jiraiya!
You’re the one who told me to test its power.”
Jiraiya ignored Chiba, turned around, and whistled.
“Can you show some loyalty!”
When you sold me out just now, why didn’t you talk about loyalty?
Jiraiya thought to himself.
Better go get the Ninjutsu ready first; a jutsu as powerful as Rasengan had to be obtained.