Akabane sighed for a while, feeling even more that being a ninja was a miserable life.

If he could, he wouldn't want to be a ninja at all, but given Danzo's personality, if he stayed in the village, he'd probably be going to be in trouble with Root in a few years.

"Hey, I finally have a holiday, I should rest well."

Lying in bed, he didn't want to move at all, but in order to update...

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

The "tool man" was summoned, and after a moment of bewilderment, his gaze gradually settled on the drawing board and the lazybones on the bed.

Doppelgangers have no human rights!

He sighed inwardly, picked up his paintbrush, and reluctantly began to paint.

"Don't look at me like that. I need to replenish my chakra, and as the original body, I understand your fatigue too!"

Akabane sat cross-legged helplessly and began to recover his chakra.

After a while, Akabane's chakra recovered more than half and he was about to lie down and rest when he heard a "knock knock knock" sound from the window.

"who?"

"I……"

Jiraiya?

Upon hearing the voice and recognizing the person, Akabane had no choice but to get up and open the window.

I opened the window and suddenly heard a strange noise, followed by—

"Wait... Ahhh!"

"Oh!"

With a thud, he stuck his head out of the window and looked down—Jiraiya had fallen to the ground, motionless.

Several seconds later, Jiraiya was trembling with pain and finally managed to climb up from underneath.

"Can't you just use the front door? Do you think my house doesn't have a door or something?"

Akabane said helplessly.

“Ninjas…Ninjas, of course, cannot follow the normal path.”

Jiraiya took several breaths; his hand had just healed, and the fall had made it hurt terribly again.

"Keep pretending. What do you want from me?"

Akabane had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on; it was simply a matter of strength.

Coming from humble beginnings, he didn't have many people to turn to for help.

Jiraiya glanced at Akabane, then at his shadow clone, and said enviously, "Shadow clones are amazing, Akabane. Can you teach me?"

"If the three generations of elders think you are capable of learning, they will definitely teach you."

Akabane said irritably.

"Third Generation Master... Am I really qualified to be your disciple?"

Jiraiya sat cross-legged on the floor, looking dejected.

The test that just ended today was a huge blow to him, to the point that even the usually optimistic man became listless.

Akabane hadn't intended to offer any further advice, but seeing his expression, he had no choice but to sit up again.

To be honest... he didn't know how to persuade him.

Before Jiraiya went to Mount Myōboku, his talent was indeed very average. Even his best skill, Earth Release, was not particularly outstanding due to various factors. He didn't seem worthy of being the Third Hokage's disciple.

If he had lost to the Third Hokage today, perhaps he wouldn't have been so frustrated. But the fact that the three of them lost to the Akabane trio is a huge blow.

After thinking it over, he said, "Jiraiya, Orochimaru is a genius, but you were chosen by the Third Hokage, so you must have your own merits."

"Oh?"

There are two kinds of geniuses: one is born with them, and the other is acquired through hard work.

Akabane said.

Jiraiya pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "You mean, I'm a genius who achieves success through hard work?"

"emmmm..."

Akabane didn't know how to answer for a moment. The current Jiraiya was too inexperienced, lacked common sense and wisdom, and it was exhausting to explain.

At this moment, the tool man spoke up: "Jiraiya, don't misunderstand. What we mean is that you can become a genius just by working hard."

"I understand... wait, this isn't the same thing? I'm a genius who works hard!"

"Yes, as long as I work hard, I can improve and I will definitely surpass Orochimaru!"

Jiraiya's mind was shifted from one point to another, and his understanding of Akabane's words became ambiguous.

However, seeing his regained confidence, Akabane and his clone couldn't bear to say anything more. Otherwise, if their hard-earned confidence were to collapse again, things might really get complicated.

"Thank you, Akabane."

"I'm going to draw now. I haven't finished my comic yet. I'll come find you to play later."

Jiraiya excitedly climbed out of the window, but fell down after taking only half a step.

"Oh!"

With a thud, Jiraiya fell down again.

Akabane sighed; this ordeal had shortened his rest time even further.

Not long after I lay down to rest, I heard rustling sounds coming from the window again, followed by a hand appearing.

"Who is it again?"

Her fair hands were revealed, followed by a head of long black hair.

The next second, Orochimaru leaped into the room, his movements undoubtedly more skillful than Jiraiya's.

"Should I take the doors off my house?"

Akabane was both helpless and annoyed.

Why do these ninjas insist on using the windows instead of the doors? What kind of weird habits do they have?!

Orochimaru was a little stunned, and after a long while he said, "Jiraiya said that you would only talk to me if I climbed through the window."

Why would you believe Jiraiya?

"Are you really Orochimaru?"

Akabane exclaimed in shock that Orochimaru would actually believe that idiot Jiraiya's nonsense.

This time, Orochimaru didn't hesitate and said directly, "I've analyzed your personality, and you probably really won't pay attention to me if you come through the front door."

"Depend on!"

"Hahahahaha..."

The man couldn't help but burst into laughter, filling the room with a cheerful atmosphere.

Chapter 34 Replacing Questioning with Thinking

"Time is money, my friend, so speak your mind quickly."

Akabane didn't want to ramble on anymore; the holiday was precious.

Orochimaru hesitated, finding it difficult to speak. After opening his mouth several times, he finally revealed his purpose: "I would like to ask Akabane-kun to teach me how to use genjutsu."

"Illusion? My illusion technique is actually very simple; it's just multiple deceptions."

Akabane said calmly.

"But how do you know what scenes I saw in my illusion?"

Orochimaru was not proficient in genjutsu, but he had studied these books. The essence of the Naraku sight technique is to disrupt chakra and spirit, making the opponent see the image they fear most.

How could Akabane be sure that what he saw was him being attacked by three people?

"Well... proper guidance is necessary."

"Reasonable guidance?"

Orochimaru fell into deep thought.

"I see. During the match this morning, what I was most worried about was that you were feinting, making it seem like the two of you were attacking Tsunade, but in reality, you were trying to kill me first. That's why you made that guess."

"There is one reason, but these are the reasons that I was able to determine accurately later. The key is that the illusion was because I could see part of the scene."

Akabane explained.

"The bloodline limit of the Kurama clan?"

A small mistake can lead to a huge error.

Since it involves bloodline limits, this method is not widely applicable. Even if someone understands how to guide psychology and emotions, they cannot perfectly reproduce the crucial first step.

"I'm sorry, this is all I can do for you."

Akabane said.

"I should be thanking you, Akabane-kun. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Orochimaru looked somewhat disappointed and stood up to bow.

After expressing his gratitude, he climbed out of the window and jumped away.

Akabane remained silent for a moment, then shook his head slightly, lay down, and closed his eyes to rest.

"It's clear that Orochimaru is very disappointed."

The clone said calmly.

"What he has been pursuing all his life was actually planted in his childhood. This is true for immortality, and it is also true for the Sharingan."

Akabane expressed his feelings.

"Hmm...this will be of great help to me when I draw Orochimaru later."

I was so focused on work that I immediately went back to drawing.

"Speaking of which, we'd better get to the Land of Waves storyline as soon as possible. That part features a lot of ninjutsu and bloodline limits, which will give us more trump cards."

Akabane whispered to his clone.

"If you're in such a hurry, shouldn't you be working with me?"

"That makes sense... Shadow Clone Technique!"

Another clone appeared. Akabane finished his ninjutsu and then sat cross-legged again to recover his chakra.

Inside the room, the two clones stared at each other, neither speaking.

……

Meanwhile, Orochimaru left the Kurama clan and passed through a forest.

He saw Jiraiya in the forest, holding a drawing board in one hand and a pen in the other, diligently drawing a comic.

"Even Jiraiya has started drawing manga. Is that more important than ninjutsu?"

"madness!"

Orochimaru sneered, about to go in and mock him.

however.

If drawing comics makes you an idiot, then what am I if I lost to Akabane!

He froze, then turned and left.

Orochimaru has been intelligent and opinionated since childhood, and has always known what he wants, but now he is truly lost.

He wouldn't necessarily resent Akabane for this, but could talent overcome bloodline limits?

Not sure.

Orochimaru wandered aimlessly, and before he knew it, he looked up—

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