“Toad Mouth, you saw it, right?”
Chiba was detained by two Uchiha, but it didn’t affect him chatting idly with Fugaku.
“Saw what?”
Uchiha Fugaku feigned ignorance.
“The Rasengan was a gift I prepared for the one-year anniversary of Kiyone and me meeting, oh.
That day, I was just planning to give it to Kiyone.”
Ignoring him, Chiba spoke to himself.
“Oh.”
Uchiha Fugaku opened his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, which already explained everything.
“Is it not illegal for you guys to copy the jutsu of villagers like this?”
Chiba grew angry out of shame.
“Illegal…”
Uchiha Fugaku fell silent for a moment.
This was a law specifically made by the Second to restrict the Uchiha; copying someone else’s newly developed jutsu without authorization required paying money, a huge sum of money.
“Hehe, isn’t that it then?
Aren’t you deeply regretful for interrupting my date with Kiyone?”
“…”
Konoha Village—this Village was neither large nor small.
A seven-year-old child developing an A-rank non-seal Ninjutsu was enough to instantly spread among the upper echelons.
Then, his identity was qualified, his background was qualified, the will of fire…
with Jiraiya strongly endorsing him, it was also qualified.
Alright, matters concerning the Third Hokage were not something they could meddle in.
“Chiba Kawa, the Third Hokage requests your presence.”
After Chiba, who had slept in the cell for the entire night, was released from prison, he was greeted by an Anbu member dressed in black and wearing an animal mask.
Chiba tugged at the corner of the Uchiha’s clothes beside him.
“I say, buddy, is he from the Anbu or the Root?
In case the Root kidnaps me, you guys will also have to take responsibility.”
“I don’t know, and we aren’t taking any responsibility.
Scram.”
The Uchiha’s mouth twitched.
What responsibility would they take for upper-echelon matters?
Who cares who took you away?
“I say, big brother, can you let me look at your tongue?
Let me see if there are any nice patterns.”
Chiba had no choice but to ask directly.
The Anbu quietly looked at Chiba.
However, Chiba was relieved.
If it really were the Root, he would have been arrested long ago for messing around like this.
In their minds, no one could disobey Lord Danzo!
Chiba couldn’t help but be cautious.
After all, Danzo was an extraordinary fellow; for Konoha and for the Hokage, he would self-righteously do any absurd thing without it being surprising, and the Third would forgive Danzo every time.
After a while longer, Danzo seemed about to do something absurd for the sake of the Hokage, and the Third regretted it deeply afterwards.
“Chiba has come.
Take this as a lesson this time, and you mustn’t damage Konoha’s environment, oh.”
As soon as Chiba entered the door, the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, said kindly, flanked on either side by Tsunade with her arms crossed and Jiraiya with panda eyes.
“Apologies, sir, it was Lord Jiraiya’s command!”
Chiba refused to take responsibility.
“What, you brat!
How dare you slander me, the gallant Jiraiya!”
“Wasn’t it you who told me to test its power?”
Chiba retorted.
“That is indeed the case, but did I tell you to destroy public property?”
Jiraiya also retorted.
“Alright, alright, the two of you stop arguing.
Chiba, can you hand over that kind of Rasengan to the Book of Seals?
Of course, I won’t let you lose out either; you can also choose one Ninjutsu from it.”
Watching the two white-haired ones who were about to quarrel, the Third felt a headache coming on and stated his purpose directly.
“Sure.
The Rasengan is very simple.
It’s just a sphere of Chakra continuously flowing in different directions and being compressed, forming a high-rotation-density Chakra ball, that’s all.”
As Chiba spoke, another Rasengan condensed in the palm of his hand!
“What truly beautiful Chakra.”
Tsunade exclaimed inadvertently as she looked at the azure Rasengan in Chiba’s palm.
Jiraiya and Tsunade were also staring closely at the Rasengan; this intensity was truly top-notch!
The Third, on the other hand, thought: The training method is just this?
Did I get the short end of the stick in this jutsu exchange?
“Ahem, Chiba, you definitely have a systematic training method for the Rasengan, right?
You need to give this to me.”
The Rasengan was different from conventional jutsu.
Conventional Ninjutsu required hand signs and the circulation method of Chakra within the body, whereas the Rasengan was just continuous rotation without even a standard.
How could that do?
If I casually rotate a Chakra ball, is it considered a Rasengan?
“Hehe, easy to talk about, easy to talk about.
Does the Third want to hear about my inspiration for developing the Rasengan?”
Chiba couldn’t help but think of an idea that could fit both his persona and the three-step rhythm of the Rasengan.
“Alright.”
The Third was not in a hurry to get the exact training method anyway; it wouldn’t run away.
Such an inventor’s inspiration was worth listening to, and perhaps it would give him plenty of inspiration too.
Jiraiya and Tsunade also pricked up their ears.
Chiba glanced at Tsunade’s chest and said as follows.
“You guys also know that I often squat on the street to look at legs.”
The three of them nodded somewhat awkwardly—there was no need to bring up such matters.
Tsunade let out a cold snort: for such trash to appear in the Senju Clan truly was a misfortune to the family!
“And then I also saw a lot of good things.
Among them, the most impressive time was when a very capable woman, while jogging, had the buttons on her chest directly pop off!!!”
Chiba placed his hands in front of his chest and made a wobbly motion, his gaze inadvertently glancing at Tsunade once more.
“Oh oh!”
Jiraiya could already imagine it.
“Ahem.”
The Third regretted it so much.
Why hadn’t his crystal ball noticed that?
It seemed he would have to pay closer attention next time.
“You dead brat, what are you looking at?!”
As a Kage-level powerhouse, Tsunade naturally perceived Chiba’s gaze just now.
Disregarding Chiba’s cries for mercy, she served him some Senju monstrous strength.
“In short, the power of a wobbly pill is terrifying.
To this day, the scene of that day remains vividly unforgettable in my mind, so I thought that if this were developed into a Ninjutsu, it would also be earth-shattering.”
Chiba sighed with a large bump on top of his head.
“Alright, alright, Chiba, we know your inspiration.
Talk about the training method.”
The Third indicated that this inspiration only caused ripples in his heart without any achievements in terms of Ninjutsu.
Could it be that he wasn’t as good as this brat?
“First is the meaning of wobbly.
How to simulate wobbly with a Chakra ball?
Incompetent as I am, I could only think of irregular rotation.”
“Fill a balloon with water, and then have Chakra continuously rotate irregularly inside until it bursts from the wobbling—that allows one to comprehend the first stage!”
Helpless, the Third could only use a slightly more euphemistic wording to record the first stage.
Jiraiya continued to chuckle foolishly.
Tsunade stopped crossing her arms and looked out the window; she shouldn’t have come today, as it had polluted her ears.
“The second step is power!
How terrifying is the power that pops all the buttons open?
The Rasengan must achieve that too!
Continue rotating inside a rubber ball until the rubber ball bursts from the wobbling!”
Jiraiya continued to chuckle foolishly, and the Third continued to record euphemistically.
“I thought about the third stage for a long time, and finally decided to call it Calmness.”
Chiba blew up a balloon and calmly held it in his palm, but everyone had already sensed the Rasengan inside!
“That’s right, the third stage is the calmness that maintains the rotation, power, and so on.”
“Just like how Kiyone looks very calm right now, her inner self is also completely calm, and in the future she might still be completely calm, but it doesn’t affect my love for her in the slightest.
Love that is not affected by any external objects—that is the third stage!”
“Oh oh!
That’s right, it’s love!”
Jiraiya suddenly understood.
That’s right, it was love!
The Rasengan was simply too awesome, fitting his life philosophy far too well.
He had to learn it!