Kapitel 276: 275-Endless Possibilities
The silence on the floating island was punctuated only by the soft rustle of wind brushing against the sparse greenery. Renjiro sat on a large, rough-surfaced rock, feeling its chill seep through his clothes.
"Ha..."
His breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling heavily, and beads of sweat gathered at his forehead, dripping down his temples and onto his cheeks. Each breath felt laborious, as though the weight of his own stamina bore down on him.
"Maybe I should take a soldier pill…" he muttered to himself, his voice a quiet murmur in the vast stillness.
He knew better, of course, but the idea was tempting. He was feeling the strain of his intense training, something that rarely happened. His Uzumaki blood granted him deeper chakra reserves of chakra and more stamina, his very genetics offering resilience that most shinobi would only dream of.
And yet, he had finally found his limit. In his drive to master the Rashomon Gates jutsu, Renjiro had created a lot of Shadow Clones to divide his focus on various aspects of the technique. Every hour passed in a blur of complex hand signs and concentrated chakra control, with only brief breaks in between.
Renjiro sat there, exhausted but exhilarated, savouring the dull ache of his somewhat overused muscles and the rawness of his nearly depleted chakra.
He took a deep breath, feeling the throb of his heartbeat in his chest. Contrary to what most people would think, he found the sensation thrilling.
Testing his body's limits, pushing the boundaries of what he could handle, was an experience he cherished deeply. It was more than just training; it was a way of discovering himself, of feeling alive.
The thought of being able to modify the Rashomon Gates jutsu had driven him to overexert himself in the first place. The idea filled him with an almost childlike excitement.
In his mind's eye, he could already envision the changes he wanted to make, imagining the shock on the faces of his enemies when they encountered his unique take on the defensive technique.
Most shinobi saw Rashomon as a fixed tool, a set wall to be used in battle, an immovable object designed purely for defence. But Renjiro saw possibilities—potential for flexibility, creativity, and versatility. And the potential to push it further, to refine it, was far too tempting to ignore.
A grin broke across his face despite his fatigue, his thoughts racing. He had managed to modify the jutsu to the point where he only needed the Snake hand sign to summon seven reinforced gates—a feat that had required hours of refinement to reduce chakra cost and streamline the hand signs.
The sense of accomplishment gave him renewed energy, and he straightened up on the rock, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
"No," he muttered under his breath, brushing aside the idea of the soldier pill. "Forget it. Lady Momo said that it is still too soon to use them. Relying on something like that while I'm still young will affect the growth of my reserves."
Renjiro took another deep breath, feeling his chakra pool settle within him, quieting into a low hum.
Satisfied with his control, he shifted his focus to something he had been eagerly awaiting—a chance to work on the modifications he'd been planning for the Rashomon Gates jutsu.
Renjiro had selected this jutsu for its powerful defensive capabilities, but he had also chosen it because he saw potential where others saw limitations. To him, the rigid way in which most shinobi used it was frustrating.
With a sense of excitement bubbling in his chest, Renjiro leaned forward, his gaze intense as he began to mentally outline the modifications he wanted to make.
"First… I could arrange the gates in a custom formation, something flexible depending on the situation," he murmured, "Not just a single wall but a formation—a circular barrier, a triangular defence, or even a crescent. Each shape has its purpose."
He paused, the gears in his mind turning rapidly. "If I arrange them in a circle, I can create a stronghold around myself or allies. A triangle… hmm, that could work for angling defence on two sides with a stronger point in the middle. And a crescent—perfect for a flanking defence…"
He felt the thrill of his ideas taking shape, each new thought a piece in the larger puzzle of his modified jutsu. The potential for greater versatility, for tailoring the Jutsu's defence to any encounter, was both enticing and empowering.
A second thought struck him, a grin spreading across his face as he pondered it further. "Adding seals… yes, seals that could absorb chakra from incoming attacks." He nodded to himself, his voice dropping to a murmur.
"Absorbing chakra to reinforce the gates, maybe even storing some of it for my own use or to extend the gates' durability. That could be invaluable…"
The practicality of it filled him with satisfaction. An attack meant to break his defence could instead be repurposed to sustain it, turning an enemy's strength against them. Renjiro chuckled softly to himself, the sound tinged with a hint of pride.
By harnessing his own seal work and incorporating it into Rashomon, he could use the gates as more than just a wall—they could become a barrier that fought back.
"Speaking of seals, what if I added elemental seals?" he whispered, his eyes lighting up. "One for each element… Fire Seal, Water Seal…" He could almost see it in his mind, each gate shimmering with a faint glow, imbued with specific elemental resistance or absorption.
"Fire Seal…" he mused, his voice barely audible. "It could absorb fire attacks, minimize damage, or even reflect fire back toward the attacker." The thought brought a wicked grin to his face. Imagining an opponent's fire jutsu being turned against them was both satisfying and powerful. Especially most Konoha shinobi.
If the need arises, that is.
Renjiro ran a hand through his hair, the ideas coming faster now. "Water Seal… that could reinforce the gate against fire attacks, maybe even create a mist effect to obscure my movements." Such tactics could disorient and frustrate an opponent, giving him an edge by merging offence with defence.
As he thought of more ways to enhance the Rashomon Gates, he couldn't help but laugh softly, the sound echoing in the stillness around him. There was something intoxicating about taking an old jutsu, something traditional and rigid, and turning it into something unpredictable and new.
"And what if I embed explosive seals within the gates…" he pondered aloud, tapping his fingers on his knee thoughtfully. "Impact triggers, like explosive tags, that could create shockwaves on contact… It'd be an added deterrent, especially for those who rely on brute force." He could picture it now—an enemy charging his gate with raw power, only to be thrown back by a powerful shockwave.
The potential of this addition thrilled him. He imagined himself timing the detonations, using the explosions to either defend or set up his next move, his enemies unable to predict what came next.
"What if I make it a trap, too?" Renjiro's voice turned sharper with intent, his gaze growing intense as he considered this. "A perimeter defence, using Fūinjutsu to bind or paralyze anyone who tries to breach it…"
The idea had a subtle beauty to it. If an opponent tried to break through, they would be instantly immobilized, caught in the trap of his own design. He envisioned a sensory seal, one capable of detecting specific chakra signatures, a way to pinpoint enemies or recognize attacks before they reached him. His blood rushed at the thought, the thrill of a trap waiting to snap shut.
"Chain-reaction summoning seals…" he muttered, almost to himself, his mind racing faster than his words. "If one gate gets destroyed, it could trigger another to appear in its place, layering the defence."
Renjiro leaned back, taking a deep breath as he savoured the sheer potential of it all. His heart was pounding, his muscles ached, and his chakra reserves felt dangerously low, yet he couldn't contain the grin stretching across his face. The thrill of modifying a jutsu, of transforming it from a mere wall into a weapon and a shield, filled him with excitement.
Renjiro ran a hand over his forehead, swiping away the beads of sweat as he straightened, sitting upright on his rocky seat. A gleam of determination sparked in his eyes as he gazed out over the floating island, his mind buzzing with ideas.
"Where to start?" he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the steady rhythm of his breath. He knew each modification would take time, effort, and meticulous planning. But the reward was worth it—the thought of using the Rashomon Gates in ways no other shinobi had ever imagined.
"The possibilities are endless, after all…"
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Kapitel 277: 276-Canon
Renjiro sat in stillness. The options danced in his mind, each promising its own tactical advantage, but Renjiro knew that time was of the essence. His ANBU duties were unpredictable, and at any moment now, he could be summoned back to the village.
Renjiro closed his eyes, picturing the layout options he had brainstormed. He narrowed them down to two groups based on their similarities.
"Should I start with changing the layout?" he muttered, a faint frown forming on his brow. This was the first group as it was the sole idea of its kind. However, based on a lot of patterns and formations that Renjiro could implement once he managed to succeed in this, it was broad enough to have a category of its own.
"Switching from a linear pattern to something more versatile… like a circle or even something asymmetrical."
He could envision the power of adjusting the jutsu's formation, and how he could reshape the gates to fit different scenarios, allowing for more adaptability in battle.
However, his thoughts quickly shifted to the second option—the more complex and intricate concept of integrating Fūinjutsu seals into the gates.
"But adding the seals…" he murmured, his fingers brushing his chin thoughtfully, "that's where the challenge really lies. A chakra-drain seal would be useful, taking energy from enemy attacks to reinforce the gates. And explosive tags…"
Renjiro's gaze narrowed, and he shook his head. "The effort required for this… it's no small feat. I'd need to be precise—every seal perfectly crafted and perfectly positioned. And with the village, I don't know when I'll be called for ANBU duties next." He exhaled sharply, his frustration flickering to the surface.
"If I start on something this complex, I'd hate to stop halfway. Pausing the training mid-way would mess up my focus, and starting over… it's not something I have time for."
He shifted on the rock, the rough surface pressing against his thigh, grounding him back to the present. "Maybe I should ask Kushina about this?" The thought came aloud, his voice soft and uncertain. His lips curled into a reluctant grin.
"Two heads are better than one… or in this case, one smart head is better than mine."
While Renjiro considered himself knowledgeable in Fuinjutsu, Kushina was on a whole other level. She had been studying Fuinjutsu since she was young and Renjiro, though he was a fast learner, had only begun doing so once he became a genin. He was not disillusioned by the difference between their skill levels at all. So he considered her as his go-to person if he ever had any challenges.
But even as he spoke, he felt a pang of reservation. Kushina was always more than willing to help, but with her came the near constant presence of Minato.
Recently, Minato and Kushina had become more inseparable than ever, Renjiro did not know if their relationship was progressing, actually, he did not bother to find out the reason.
If he asked Kushina about these advanced Fūinjutsu techniques, there was always a risk that Minato might catch wind of it. And if Minato knew, it wouldn't be long before the Third Hokage or even the village's leadership found out. There were parts of his training that Renjiro preferred to keep close to his chest.
"Still…" he sighed, the decision settling in his mind. "It seems I'll need her insight this time around." Coming to terms with the choice, Renjiro took a deep breath, sinking into the familiar comfort of the lotus position.
His legs crossed and his hands rested on his knees, palms upturned as he settled into meditation.
Before fully clearing his mind, he formed a single hand sign and summoned a Shadow Clone, the familiar rush of chakra forming a perfect copy beside him.
With a flicker, he dispelled the clone, and a few moments later, his own vision faded back into his own meditative state, a part of him always aware of the clone's actions.
Back in the quietude of his home, the clone stationed there opened its eyes, the weight of Renjiro's intent settling into its mind. The clone took a steadying breath, quickly forming a new clone that flickered out of the compound and began its journey toward Kushina's house.
Meanwhile, the first clone sat back, alert and waiting for any potential ANBU summons. Renjiro felt a faint sense of relief, knowing his physical self could remain here in the floating island's ambience, basking in the dense chakra-rich environment that was proving so beneficial to his training.
The walk to Kushina's house was uneventful, and the clone felt a peculiar nostalgia as he approached the familiar door. Just as he raised his hand to knock, the door swung open, revealing Kushina standing there with a mischievous smile on her face.
"Well, well! Look who finally decided to pay a visit," she teased, her voice warm but laced with playful exasperation. Her dark red hair fell loosely around her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with amusement.
"What's this, Renjiro? You've forgotten all about me?" She huffed dramatically, though a mischievous smile betrayed her true feelings.
Renjiro scratched the back of his neck, feeling a hint of guilt. "I know, I know. I should visit more," he replied with a sheepish grin. "I've just… been busy."
Kushina raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Busy, huh? Well, so is everyone else! And now that Minato's a Jounin Sensei, he hardly has time to drop by either. You're both abandoning me!"
Her words struck a chord, and for a moment, Renjiro felt a pang of sympathy. Being the village's Jinchuriki was an isolating role, no matter how strong she appeared to the outside world. "Sorry about that," he said sincerely, his expression softening.
'It must be lonely.' He thought.
Kushina's playful demeanor softened, and she waved him inside with a chuckle. "Well, at least you showed up this time! Get in here. I was just putting on tea."
Renjiro followed her inside, feeling the familiar warmth of her home. It was a comfortable, welcoming space, filled with small touches of personality—old training scrolls scattered on the table, trinkets she'd collected, and plants she'd somehow managed to keep alive. The atmosphere was calm, almost a sanctuary amidst the village's hustle and bustle.
His gaze fell on a stack of scrolls spread across her desk, neatly arranged but clearly well-used. His curiosity piqued, he glanced back at her with a slight grin. "So… what have you been up to?" he asked, tilting his head toward the scrolls.
Kushina shrugged her expression a mix of pride and nonchalance. "Oh, just working on translating another sealing technique," she replied, waving her hand dismissively as if it were nothing. "It's a little something I think Minato should learn."
Renjiro raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What kind of seal?" he asked, a slight suspicion in his tone. Kushina had a knack for creating some of the most formidable and intricate seals, and anything she deemed worth teaching Minato was bound to be potent.
She glanced at him, her expression casual. "It's the Reaper Death Seal."
For a moment, Renjiro's face fell blank, processing her words, but the gravity of the name hit him with startling force. His eyes widened slightly as he looked at her, a mixture of respect and apprehension in his gaze.
'Aah, the canon event.' Renjiro thought.
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