Black Blade of Konoha
A/N: Naruto is owned by Masashi Kishimoto.
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[Jin's PoV]
Waking up seeing an unfamiliar white ceiling and the air tinted with the smell of medicine, I groggily looked around. It didn't take much deduction to figure out that I'm in the hospital. At least konoha has a functioning healthcare system at the very least.
Carefully I sat up from the plain white hospital bed and proceeded to unplug myself from the iv bag hanging next to my bed. Unhooking the plastic bag containing nutrient fluid, I bit an opening on one of it's corners and drank down my iv bag in one go. Not going to waste it since they already plugged me on with it.
Now feeling slightly more rejuvenated, I got off the bed steadily walking towards the bathroom next to the exit. Briefly cleaning myself. I noticed that I had become quite muscular for my age, no where near that of a certain grappler, but still impressive in my own right.
I walked out of the bathroom with a towel hanging over my shoulder, I had to open the window for fresh air. The smell of disinfectants lingering in the room is giving me a headache. My pain tolerance is strong enough not to show my discomfort, it doesn't mean I am fine with a headache all the time.
Gazing out the window I contemplated on the limit of my current healing factor. For the last few weeks my progress had been slowing down at a slow and steady pace. Anyone normally would think that they are reaching their maximum limit, but knowing that the likes of Maito Dai and Guy existing I find it highly unlikely. Strength through hardwork and effort is superior to fancy talent they say. I agree.
The Blade template itself offers only an advantage and a mediocre boost in strength. Without me working my ass off on a daily basis, I would have been much weaker than I am now. And weaknesses only leads to one's eventual downfall.
Come to think about it, asking Maito Dai for the eight-gates technique would be better than exaggeratingly straining myself, since my current training method no longer produces the result I needed. Also, I would need to obtain the technique before Maito Dai goes and fights the seven swordsmen of the mist. After that the higher ups would declare the eight gates as a forbidden technique and limit it's spread in general.
Pairing the explosive power of the inner gates with my kenjutsu is something that could elevate my combat prowess to the next level.
Just as I pondered on a way to convince the youthful duo to share their training methods with me, I heard the door to my hospital room slide open and a nurse was about to walk in before seeing me awake and casually leaning against the window. Looking surprise she quickly left the room in a hurry, probably to inform the doctor.
Good, the sooner I'm out of here the sooner I can start coaxing the green beast duo for their taijutsu.
"Kurama san, please follow me for your check up." The nurse from earlier came back. I am not fond of my last name Kurama.
I gave a nod.
Following the nurse we arrived at the doctor's office since I'm already up and perfectly fine. Walking in there was someone I didn't really wanted to see. Sitting in the room was Tsunade Senju of all people, her expression unreadable, while examining a document in her hands.
My first thought was that my mara-struck infliction is out of the bag, and I was on the verge of ready to become a rogue-nin on the spot. Since I have no intention to end up on a dissection table. Becoming a rogue nin starts to look like a tempting prospect for all the wrong reasons.
[An hour or so later]
To my temporary relief there was no mention of my mara-struck. Although Tsunade did subtly inquired about my heritage throughout the conversation, which I faind ignorance. Perhaps she thinks my fast recovery is linked to the wood style or senju clan in some way, I denied her speculation with any bullshit I am able to come up in the spot. Thank the Sovereign for "Charismatic speech". I was able to talk my way out of the hospital. I probably abused this ability till it keeled over.
I was careful to be just irritable enough towards the blonde woman to not send me out through violence. Regrettably I am not strong enough to headbutt with her. Once again I lamented my inefficiency in strength. I feel the frustration boiling in my stomach like a spicy pot of stew. Biting down on my pride and indignation I reluctantly chose to focus my motivation elsewhere.
[fast forward: a few hours later]
looking for the Maito duo had been a wild goose chase. First I had to find there address, which I used a short cut by asking Obito, who was being difficult by pestering me for training since he lost to Kakashi again. I wasn't in the mood to entertain my furnace's wants so I grabbed him along.
When arrived at the abode of the Maito family, there was no one at home, they're probably training some where so it seems. It's a one story wooden shack located in the middle of nowhere on the outskirts of konoha.
I decided to wait until the father son duo returns, so I grabbed a log and waited while channeling my chakra as an exercise to past the time, and teach my furnace how to propel himself forward by using a variant of water walking to accelerate his momentum. Perhaps if he is a little bit faster, obito might not become intimate with a boulder thrice his size, and become intimate with his sweetheart instead.
Some time later, I dismissed obito and told him to practice this movement technique on the trees after he mastered it on the ground.
like a kind that got his hands on a new toy the obito left with a pep in his steps.
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AN: Apologies it took this long. My job demanded over time during the remainder of last year. Then came the new update of Genshin and Wuthering waves as a double combo. Besides My new obsession with Baldur's gate 3 isn't making it easy for me either.
Now that I think about it, I decided to skip over the boring stuff using the old reliables, known as [Time skip] so I can simply write what I want without the stuff in between.
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