Naruto's civilian cannon fodder starts with the three-body technique

Chapter 326 Kakashi
"Although I am the clan leader, the clan has its own rules and regulations. If I give you such core resources in private, it may not be a problem in the short term, but in the long run, those guest elders and assassins who have also risked their lives for the Haiye family and made contributions may have other ideas."
It is not scarcity that is a cause for concern, but inequality. Once people's hearts are out of balance and resentment arises, even the strongest fortress will collapse from within.

Only when you officially become a guest elder will it be legitimate and reasonable for Kai to obtain this secret medicine, and no one will be able to object!

"Brother Dai, for Kai's future, for him to truly reach the pinnacle of physical martial arts, you absolutely must accept this position! This isn't just for the Umino family, it's for Kai!"

Sasuke Umino's tone carried a hint of helplessness.

Matt Day remained silent. He could disregard empty fame and endure grievances, but when it came to his son Kai's future, especially the precious secret medicine that could support his son to reach the pinnacle of his dreams, his rough hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, and the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

Those eyes, which always burned with the flames of "youth," now surged with fierce struggle and ultimately solidified into unwavering resolve.

Finally, he raised his head, meeting Umino Sasuke's deep and expectant gaze. His throat bobbed, and his voice, low yet resolute like a vow, declared: "I understand! I, Might Guy, accept this position as a guest elder! As long as the Umino family does not betray my father and me, my life, Might Guy's life, will be the Umino family's shield! The Umino family's blade! Until death do us part!"

"Yes." Umino Sasuke was overjoyed.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the Konoha Fish Market in a warm orange-red hue, and the bustling atmosphere remained unchanged.

Inside the No. 1 "Haino Fish Fresh" store, Haino's iron knife flashed, and beads of sweat glistened in the setting sun; Might Kai was full of energy, his small figure bustling about; Haino's parents smiled broadly as they dealt with the enthusiastic neighbors; Kai's mother looked at her son with eyes full of satisfaction.

Beside a wooden crate in the corner outside the shop, Umino Sasuke and Might Guy's hands, one long and strong, the other rough and calloused, were clasped tightly together.

A weighty trust and entrustment, a vow to protect and follow with one's life, were quietly forged on this land filled with the smells of fish, sweat, and the everyday life of ordinary people.

The foundation of the Umino clan lies in this interweaving of pragmatism, human warmth and coldness, and far-sighted planning, growing ever deeper and more unshakable, like an old tree deeply rooted in the soil.

At this moment, Umino Tetsu handed the last cleaned salmon to Kaimu, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his eyes shone with an astonishing light. He quickly took off his apron and rushed over to Umino Sasuke, who was talking quietly with Might Guy.

"Cousin!" The boy's breathing was still a little unsteady, but his tone was full of longing and determination. "The fish are all processed. I want to learn swordsmanship, to learn your Nine-Sword Style!"

Looking at his cousin's eager eyes, Umino Sasuke smiled gently and patted his sweaty shoulder: "Little Tetsuo, your swordsmanship is very good, and your killing intent is strong. These are your advantages. However, my Nine-Sword Style has extremely high requirements for the user, especially the precise control of the transformation technique, which is almost demanding. This is not just a matter of chakra quantity, but also an ultimate challenge to mental strength and chakra micro-management. You haven't reached that threshold yet."

The light in Umino Tetsuya's eyes dimmed slightly, then ignited again: "Then what should I learn? Cousin, I want to become a powerful swordsman like you, like Lord White Fang!"

After a moment of contemplation, Umino Sasuke said in a deep voice, "If the foundation is not solid, the earth will shake. Your 'Fish-Slaying Knife Technique' has already incorporated the essence of the Cloud Hidden Secret Sword Technique, and is full of killing intent and practicality. However, it lacks the systematic refinement of a top-level swordsmanship school and a deeper level of artistic conception. If you want to learn advanced swordsmanship, you should first go and meet a real sword master."

"A swordsmanship master?! Who?" Umino Tetsuya's heart raced.

"Konoha's White Fang, Hatake Sasuke." A slight smile appeared on Umino Sasuke's lips. "Come with me, I'll show you around. Remember, observe more, listen more, and speak less."

After bidding farewell to Might Guy, who was continuing his handstand training, and leaving the bustling fish market, Umino Sasuke, along with Umino Tetsu, arrived at the Hatake clan's territory.

The Hatake clan was not a prominent clan; its members were few in number and mostly ordinary people who maintained the basic operation of the clan's territory.

The Hatake clan's territory covers only two acres, with a simple architectural style, even carrying a solemnity reminiscent of a samurai dojo.

The largest area was the training ground, which was worn down by footsteps and covered with fine sand, and the air seemed to still retain the sharp aura of blades.

Umino Sasuke did not present any elaborate visiting cards. Instead, he solemnly addressed the old butler at the door, who was wearing a faded but crisply ironed kimono, saying, "Umino Sasuke pays his respects to the Hatake clan chief."

Although the old butler was old, he stood up straight and had sharp eyes like an eagle. He naturally knew the title of "Konoha Demigod" for Umino Sasuke. Even though he was used to the patriarch's power, a hint of shock and respect flashed in his eyes.

He immediately bowed and said, "Lord Sasuke, please wait a moment. I will go and inform the clan head and ask him to personally welcome you!"

When distinguished guests visit, etiquette must not be neglected.

However, before he could finish speaking, Umino Sasuke had already casually led Umino Tetsuya across the threshold and said with a smile, "No need for formalities. Senior Sasuke and I have a life-or-death bond. Just go in."

The old butler was taken aback and didn't know what to do.

This was completely against the rules of visiting a ninja clan, but the other party was of such high status and a close friend of the clan head that he could only hurry up and jog to catch up.

Just as Hatake Sagumo received the urgent report from the servant sent by the old steward, he was leading his son Kakashi, who had just returned home from school, and preparing to solemnly welcome this highly sought-after comrade-in-arms of Konoha at the gate.

As soon as they stepped out of the main hall, they saw Umino Sasuke leading a boy through the front courtyard and walking towards them.

"You bastard..." Hatake Sakumo shook his head helplessly, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he showed a genuine smile.

This was the Sasuke Unno he knew: decisive and ruthless on the battlefield, yet often unpredictable and impulsive in his daily life.

With the clan's founding imminent, the clan leader visited the Hatake clan as casually as if he were visiting a neighbor, completely disregarding all formalities. He could only respond with a wry smile.

"Senior Zuoyun, I apologize for the intrusion and disturbance." Umino Sasuke smiled and cupped his hands, showing the most basic courtesy.

"Sasuke, there's no need for formalities between us." Hatake Sakumo returned the greeting with a bow, his gaze then falling on the bright-eyed boy beside him who carried a rather extraordinary-looking short sword. "And who is this?"

“My cousin, Umino Tetsu, is also a little sword fanatic,” Umino Sasuke introduced.

Umino Tetsu immediately bowed and said in a loud voice, "Greetings, Lord White Fang! My name is Umino Tetsu! You can just call me Tetsu-kun!"

At that moment, the small figure beside Hatake Sagumo's legs caught Umino Sasuke's attention.

This is a little boy wearing a mask, with only his curious yet timid eyes showing. He is tightly gripping the adult's clothes, with half of his body hidden behind Hatake Sagumo.

"Oh?" Sasuke Umino's eyes lit up. He squatted down and looked at the little guy with great interest, giving Kakashi a "weird uncle" look that made Kakashi instinctively want to back away. "This must be little Kakashi, right? Seeing is believing. He's definitely a little genius and a promising talent."

Sasuke Umino thought to himself, "Who would have thought that the 'Copy Ninja' who graduated at five, became a Chunin at six, and a Jonin at twelve, and is always lazy, was actually this shy yet somewhat cool-looking as a child?"

He's worn that iconic mask since he was little, and I really want to rip it off to see what he really looks like, but I only think about it; we should respect a child's privacy.

Under the perception of sound waves, the delicate features of this small face bear some resemblance to Hatake Sakumo, but of course, she inherits more of her mother's exquisite features.

Kakashi felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and shrank further behind his father, only revealing his small head covered by a mask. He mumbled a reply, "Hello, Uncle Sasuke."

The sound was somewhat muffled through the mask.

"Haha, good, good boy!" Sasuke Umino happily ruffled Kakashi's silver-white spiky hair, finding it surprisingly pleasant to the touch.

Seeing that Umino Sasuke was interested in his son, Hatake Sagumo said, "Kakashi, call him."

Kakashi straightened up a little and spoke more clearly: "Hello, Uncle Sasuke."

Their manners were impeccable.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Hatake Sakumo was about to lead the guest into the hall to serve tea when Unno Sasuke waved his hand and said, "Brother Sakumo, please skip the tea. I brought Xiaotie with me today, firstly to familiarize myself with the place, and secondly to bring a little trinket for my nephew."

As he spoke, he quickly formed several hand seals: "Spirit Summoning Technique!"

boom!
A small wisp of white smoke dissipated.

A short knife, emanating a faint chill, appeared in his hand. The scabbard and hilt were made of an unusual material, exuding a restrained metallic luster.

Hatake Sagumo's gaze sharpened. He was a discerning person. He took the short sword, which felt slightly heavy and cool to the touch.

He gently pushed the scabbard with his thumb, and a flash of cold light appeared. The blade was as smooth as water, and the edge was sharp enough to make one's heart tremble.

He flicked his finger lightly on the blade, and a clear, long hum rang out, carrying the unique toughness of metal and the smooth resonance of chakra.

"A chakra metal blade?! Its quality is almost on par with my 'White Fang'!"

Hatake Sasuke was immediately moved and declined, saying, "Sasuke, this is too precious! Kakashi is still young and doesn't need such a divine weapon. I can't accept it!" He handed the sword back. This gift was too heavy. Chakra metal is rare to begin with, and to be able to forge such a fine short sword is priceless.

Although Kakashi tried his best to hide it, his sleepy eyes were glued to the sight of the drawn dagger, filled with longing.

He had heard his father talk countless times about the importance of chakra weapons to the Hatake sword technique, but he was very sensible. When his father said he couldn't take it, he didn't say anything, but his little hands unconsciously gripped his father's clothes again.

Unno Sasuke didn't take it. Instead, he smiled and gently pushed the sword towards Kakashi, saying, "Senior Sasuke, that's too polite. Once a gift is given, there's no reason to take it back. Besides, this sword isn't for you; it's a gift for my little nephew Kakashi."

He looked at Kakashi, winked, and said, "Here you go, little Kakashi. Try it out and see if it fits. This is 'White Fang No. 2' that your uncle specially prepared for you."

"White Fang Number Two?" Kakashi's eyes lit up even more, and he couldn't help but look up at his father.

Looking at the undisguised affection in his son's eyes, and then at Umino Sasuke's irresistible, sincere smile, Hatake Sakumo sighed inwardly.

Sasuke Unno, however, was unconcerned. With his wealth and manufacturing capabilities, this level of chakra weapon would be a rare treasure to others, but for him, who possessed a large reserve of guillotines and chakra metal, it was precious, but could be mass-produced.

More importantly, the earlier a swordsman cultivates his sword, the better, as it makes it easier to achieve a state of perfect harmony between mind and sword.

"Sigh, you..." Hatake Sagumi shook his head helplessly, finally withdrawing his hand from handing over the sword, and said to his son, "Kakashi, why don't you quickly thank your Uncle Sasuke for his generous gift? This sword is precious, you must cherish it, practice diligently, and not let it down."

"Yes! Father!"

Kakashi looked excited and solemnly accepted the short sword with both hands. It felt slightly heavy in his hands, but it fit him perfectly.

He bowed deeply to Umino Sasuke: "Thank you, Uncle Sasuke! Kakashi will definitely train hard and live up to this sword!"

The voice was clear and powerful, all of her previous timidity gone, replaced by a sense of recognition and excitement at the sight of the famous sword.

Umino Sasuke nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the fish-cutting knife on Umino Tetsuo's back, and looked at the empty training ground of the Hatake family. He smiled with great interest and said, "Tea can be drunk anytime, Senior Sasuke. Why don't you let the children try out the new swords? Let me, little Tetsuo, open my eyes and see the real Hatake swordsmanship?"

Hatake Sagumo glanced at his eager son and Umino Tetsuya, whose eyes were equally burning with desire, and understood Umino Sasuke's intention.

"Alright, Kakashi, Tetsuya, that's enough." Hatake Sagumo nodded.

……

On the Hatake training ground.

Umino Tetsu stood not far from Kakashi.

"Nice to meet you!" Haiye Tetsu shouted, drawing his fish-slaying knife, and a chilling killing intent, carrying the smell of fish and blood, instantly spread out.

Although he was young, he had processed countless live fish over the years, and the number of fish that died under his knife was countless. Although his murderous aura was mixed, it was unusually real and intense.

"Nice to meet you." Kakashi's voice was calm as he drew his newly acquired "White Fang No. 2" short sword, its cold light flashing.

He adopted the most basic starting stance of the Hatake sword technique, his breath was deep and his eyes were focused, and at such a young age he already had a certain imposing presence.

"Knot - Seal of Opposition!"

The two formed hand seals simultaneously.

"start!"

At first, Umino Tetsuya was a little careless with his opponent, who was only four years old, six or seven years younger than him!

He let out a low shout, pushed off with his foot, and shot out like an arrow, his fish-cutting knife carrying a fierce, slashing force, aiming straight for Kakashi's shoulder.

The blade flashed fast and fiercely, carrying the speed of Umino Sasuke's improved Cloud Village Secret Sword Technique and the precision and ruthlessness he had honed from killing fish.

However, Kakashi showed no panic in the face of this swift strike. His small body moved with extraordinary agility, sliding half a step to the side and back. The movement was concise and effective. At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and "White Fang No. 2" transformed into a short but deadly silver light, stabbing with unparalleled precision into the gap in Umino Tetsu's ribs exposed by his forward charge.

The timing, angle, and speed were all just right, perfectly embodying the essence of the "fast, accurate, and ruthless" technique of the Hatake sword!

"So fast!" Alarm bells rang in Haiye Tetsuya's mind, and his underestimation of his opponent vanished instantly. He forcefully twisted his body and used his fish-cutting knife to parry.

Ding!
A crisp, metallic clang!
Umino Tetsu felt a strange force coming from the blade, which made his arm go numb and his body momentarily stiff.

Kakashi used the recoil to leap back lightly, widening the distance once more, his eyes as calm as ice.

A hint of admiration flashed in Hatake Sakumo's eyes. Umino Tetsuya's swordsmanship was solid, pure in killing intent, and extremely practical, far from being just for show.

The precision and instinctive intuition about "vital points" honed through countless repetitive tasks are qualities that many ninjas of the same age do not possess.

He turned his head and whispered to Umino Sasuke, "Your brother's swordsmanship is refined in killing intent and has a solid foundation. In particular, that ruthless edge in 'real combat' is rare! It seems that the fish market is indeed a good place to sharpen one's sword."

Sasuke Unno smiled and nodded: "It's just a self-taught approach. It has plenty of killing intent but lacks proper technique. It still needs a master to refine it."

On the field, Tetsuya Umino completely abandoned any underestimation and regarded Kakashi as a formidable opponent.

He roared and unleashed the full power of his Fish-Slicing Knife Technique. The blade flashed and moved with great force, carrying a fierce and fearless aura, as if he wanted to cut and shatter all obstacles in his way!

Each strike was imbued with chakra, carrying immense force and accompanied by a whistling wind.

Kakashi, like a nimble silver fox, weaved and dodged through the flashing blades.

His movements were small, yet he always managed to evade the most dangerous attacks with minimal movement. He rarely engaged in direct combat with his "White Fang No. 2" sword; each strike was like a viper spitting its tongue—swift, cunning, and aimed directly at the vital points.

The exquisite skill of the Hatake sword technique was displayed to its fullest extent on his small body!

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

Swords flashed and shadows danced on the training ground.

Umino Tetsu's offensive was like a tidal wave, brimming with murderous intent; Kakashi's defense was like a gazelle hanging by its horns, his counterattacks as swift as lightning.

The two were evenly matched!

Hatake Sagumi nodded repeatedly as he watched: "Kimoto's strength and momentum are already top-notch among his peers. This swordsmanship, with its killing intent carrying a nascent artistic conception, focuses on joints, tendons, and vital points, making it extremely efficient. It is indeed extraordinary. Kakashi is far inferior in this aspect."

Sasuke Umino also observed carefully. He was satisfied with Tetsu Umino's performance. This foundation, honed in actual combat, was indeed much stronger than that honed solely in the training ground.

His only weakness is that the amount and purity of chakra brought by his ninja bloodline limits his potential.

However, this is not insurmountable. As a cousin with close blood ties, a bone marrow transplant will surely improve the situation.

Even if he couldn't perfectly inherit the Ice Release bloodline like Tobirama and Kaoru, it was enough for him to have a physique no weaker than that of an ordinary ninja clan descendant.

For ninjas who pursue the ultimate swordsmanship, strong physical qualities and mental understanding are often more important than simple chakra talent; Hatake Sagumo himself is the best example.

On the field, the two teenagers fought for a long time without a clear winner, and their eyes became even sharper.

They both fought with real passion and fierce competitiveness.

(End of this chapter)