I founded the "Bragging Cult" in Naruto.

Chapter 502 Gradually, the only thing that surpasses the young man's ability to drink is his alcohol tolerance.

"Lord Hokage, are you sure you don't need to bring Tatsuma and the others back?"

Inside the Hokage's office, Yamanaka Eiji put away his communication device and looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi with a worried expression. Hiruzen Sarutobi shook his head and said, "The Second Hokage taught me..."

It's about placing hope in the next generation, not putting pressure on them. Or do you think I'm too old to fight anymore?

"Of course not."

Yamanaka Eishin quickly denied it, but added, "It's just that the internal enemies have an advantage over anyone in small-scale battles."

"I have already given Danzo and the others a chance. If they insist on being stubborn, they cannot blame me for disregarding the bonds of kinship. Once they rise up, I will be the first to join the fight!"

Hearing Hiruzen Sarutobi's resolute words, Yamanaka Ochū could only nod helplessly and say, "Yes, Hokage-sama, then I will inform Sakumo and Torifu to arrange the protective work. The students and civilians must not be harmed."

"Okay, go ahead. Oh, and have Lu Yuan prepare a public relations plan."

"Yes, Lord Hokage."

Yamanaka Eizo withdrew, and Sarutobi Hiruzen looked out the window and sighed. He wasn't particularly happy, even though the three battlefields had all achieved remarkable results, something no one could have predicted before the war began.

The vast majority of people in the village were also celebrating this event, as if the dark clouds hanging over their heads had been dispelled.

As Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn't afford to become too engrossed in his duties, especially since he knew that Konoha was currently facing numerous crises, both external and internal.

"Cough cough~"

Suddenly, an itch in his throat made Hiruzen Sarutobi cough several times. He took out his cough-relieving and phlegm-reducing medicine, pipe, and tobacco, filled it, packed it tightly, and lit it.

He took his pipe and went to the window. The wind was light at the turn of winter and spring, but it was very cold. The wind blew his robes, revealing his armor, which he had never actually taken off.

"Danzo, Danzo, why did you have to come to this?"

Inside an office at the Ninja Academy, Akimichi Torifu, carrying a huge amount of snacks and drinks, shoved the door open with his butt, turned around somewhat clumsily, and the snacks brushed against the door frame as they were quickly stored away.

"Have something to eat. Your parents won't be back early today, and you'll be having dinner with Grandpa Qufeng. Have some afternoon tea to tide you over first."

Qu Feng greeted Shisui, who was sitting in the lounge with a roll of paper in hand and a fat cat perched on his lap. Shisui looked up at the snacks Qu Feng had brought and said somewhat awkwardly:

"Grandpa Feng, I... I haven't digested my lunch yet, I'm still very full."

Grandpa Feng is good in every way, except that he unconsciously "forces" him to eat. During meals, he always says "last bite" or "last piece." He also hardly has any rest time and has to eat whenever he has a spare moment.

Shisui was very grateful for Tofu's kindness, but her stomach really couldn't take it.

"A child's stomach is the most deceiving. Actually, you can still eat. Trust Grandpa Qufeng."

Akimichi Torifu plopped down on the sofa, spread snacks all over the coffee table, and opened a bottle of full-fat strawberry milk, handing it to Shisui.

Zhi Shui had no choice but to accept it, took a small sip, and after acknowledging the kindness, he quickly took the cap and tightened it. Just as the milk was screwed on, Qu Feng's hand, holding a cheese stick, was once again offered to him.

Shisui really didn't want to take it, after all, this kind of sweet and salty stuff could keep you full for most of the day with just one bite.

Just as Shisui was in a dilemma, the fat cat lying on his lap opened its eyes, reached out with its paw, snatched the cheese stick, and slowly began to lick it.

Shisui breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly said, "Grandpa Tofu, there's no need to dismantle it. I'm reading now. Uncle Tatsuma said that eating too much will affect my reading efficiency."

Hearing that Shisui had even brought up Tatsuma, Akimichi Torifu finally calmed down, unwrapped the half-opened cheese stick, put it in his mouth, and asked:

"Where are you at in your studies? I'm the Minister of Education, you can ask me anything you don't understand."

Upon hearing this, Shisui's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the scroll again, asking, "Grandpa Torifu, I don't quite understand Uncle Tatsuma's explanation of chakra circuit optimization. Could you explain it to me?"

"Chakra circuits? What are those?"

Akimichi Torifu took the scroll with a puzzled look, while Shisui added, "It's the circuit formed in the body's meridian system by the chakra activated by the hand seals at the moment the hand seals are completed during the casting of the technique."

According to Uncle Chenma, most of the circulating techniques have too high a margin for error, sacrificing a significant portion of speed and conversion rate in exchange for wider compatibility. If they could be customized and optimized, the speed and strength of casting could be greatly improved.

Looking at the contents of the scroll, Akimichi Torifu revealed the "Subway Old Man's Phone Emoji" meme. "What is this? A textbook from the Ninja Academy? Didn't he approve it? Is this in there?"

Moreover, he seemed to have a vague understanding of this principle, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. However, he was certain that this was definitely not something that ninja academy students should learn, let alone Shisui, a child who hadn't even entered the ninja academy yet.

"Shisui, at your age, you should take a look at the ninja academy's textbooks and learn ninja tool throwing, chakra refining, and the Three Body Techniques in advance. That would be quite good."

As for this... you know, Grandpa Tokiwa is actually a taijutsu-type ninja specializing in secret techniques, and he doesn't know much about ninjutsu. Why don't you ask him about taijutsu?

Akimichi Torifu said with some helplessness that he could understand a little bit of the contents on the scroll, but only a little bit. After all, his research on ninjutsu was not deep, and he really couldn't answer it.

Shisui did not see through Qufeng because of this. After thinking for a while, he said, "Grandpa Qufeng, do you know how to quickly find out the location of the 52 single acupoints and 309 double acupoints in the enemy's body?"

I've seen anatomical diagrams, but those only show the general locations. Uncle Chenma said that everyone's acupoints will have slight variations, so you can't just memorize the diagrams; you have to identify and confirm them yourself.

"Fifty-two plus three hundred and nine," Akimichi Torifu murmured, then said, "Aren't there just 361 acupoints? How can there be so many intricacies? Besides, unless you're a Byakugan ninja, it's impossible to block an enemy's acupoints and meridians during battle, right?"

"No, Uncle Tatsuma said that as long as you are familiar enough with your body, it is possible to do it, and it can be used not only in combat, but also in medicine."

"How about we learn the Three Bodies Technique?"

"I've already learned it."

The two locked eyes, a strange awkwardness forming between them. Akimichi Torifu, being older, was a bit more thick-skinned and asked, "What about the others? Escape techniques? Or techniques for dispelling illusions?"

"I've learned it all. Except for what Uncle Tatsuma said was useless to learn, I've mastered all the remaining knowledge from the Ninja Academy."

"So fast?"

"It's not fast anymore. Kakashi used to learn much faster than me, and he even learned ninjutsu with a sword. I'm already far behind."

When he heard Shisui compare himself to Kakashi, Torifu's lips twitched. Kakashi was a super genius who graduated in the shortest time, became a Chunin at the youngest age, and was very likely to break the record for the youngest age to become a Jonin.

Although Shisui was his teammate's grandson, Torifu still found it difficult to compare Shisui and Kakashi, and...

"You can't think like that. Back then, Tatsuma and Minato didn't graduate that early either. They didn't graduate until they were eight years old. You're being too hasty."

Unfortunately, Shisui's words of comfort were of no use. He shook his head and said, "The only reason why Uncle Tatsuma and Uncle Minato graduated so quickly is because they could only learn about ninja knowledge after they started school."

But I'm different. I have the support of my family, the guidance of Uncle Tatsuma, and the care of Grandpa Torifu and so many others. I should do even better.

Torifu felt somewhat persuaded. After all, judging from the talents shown by Tatsuma and Minato, if they hadn't been war orphans, but were just children from ordinary families, they might have shone even earlier.

But how can these things be turned into pressure and placed on a child?

Gently ruffled Zhi Shui's curly hair, Qu Feng said earnestly, "Some things don't need to be rushed. At your age, you should do more of what you want to do, rather than what you should do."

"But what I want to do is study and cultivate myself, so I can help as soon as possible."

"Good boy, here, I'll reward you with a bag of potato chips."

Zhi Shui: "."

Shisui looked down at the fat cat Sadaharu, who curled up and said, "Cats aren't suited to eating starch, you'll have to figure that out yourself, meow~"

Upon hearing this, Shisui puffed out his cheeks. This Dingchun was really tough when he was full. He had done things like grabbing food from the table when he was hungry before!

"Grandpa Qufeng, you must have a lot of work to do, right? There's no need to go out of your way to entertain me."

"Haha, I'm not busy. It's just that there's a live-fire exercise at the Ninja Academy today, so I might be a little late. Eat more so you don't get hungry later."

With a smile on his face, Shisui had no choice but to take the already opened bag of potato chips and start eating.

Qu Feng lowered the scroll, walked to the window, and looked at the students gathered on the playground. His smile gradually faded. Shi Shui glanced at them and frowned, as if he also sensed that something was wrong.

He sensed something was wrong very early today. With the help of the clan, his parents opened a small shop in the past two years, which was very close to their home. They could get home in just a few minutes once the shop was closed.

Moreover, the customer traffic is not high, so there is no situation where they are too busy. Even if it is purchasing, it is not the purchasing cycle yet, so they should not be busy. In addition, the busyness of opening a store is hard to predict. Perhaps a few waves of customers will come before closing time, and they will be too busy to close.

However, they were already "too busy" for most of the day. And what a coincidence that all the children at the ninja academy stayed behind today to participate in the live-fire exercise!

There must be something he doesn't know about. He's really useless; not only can he not help, he also drags others down with protecting him.

Qu Feng never expected that such a young child as Zhi Shui would have so many stories in his mind. He spent the whole afternoon eating and drinking with Zhi Shui, occasionally glancing at the live-fire exercises on the training ground below.

Until nightfall

"唳~"

Watching the ninja hawk fly across the night sky, Toru narrowed his eyes, which were already squeezed into slits by his fat, and tapped his carrot-like fingers on the windowsill a few times.

Almost simultaneously, nearly all the ninja academy teachers on the training ground looked up in the direction of Torifu. Akimichi Torifu and the others nodded. Although the ninja academy seemed unchanged,

All teachers and other staff members were on high alert.

(End of this chapter)