"Wow, Uncle Sakumo really didn't hold back!" Shizune chuckled, tending to the battered trainees sprawled across the training ground. Reiki, wrapped up like a rice dumpling, tried to grin despite his bruises. Sakumo, rubbing his own sore waist, walked over and lifted his shirt slightly, revealing the marks where the kids had relentlessly aimed their strikes.
Shizune immediately pulled out some ointment. "Sit down, Uncle Sakumo, I've got this."
Sakumo chuckled, though a little embarrassed. "They certainly took the training to heart," he muttered. Despite not being badly injured, his waist was the target of every punch, and even he was feeling it.
"Uncle Sakumo," Reiki piped up, his voice tired but respectful, "you should keep this kind of intensity for all of us. We're here to learn what it's like out there. This isn't about blame; it's the only way we'll be prepared." Reiki grimaced a bit but kept talking, determined.
Sakumo's eyes softened with appreciation. "You really think that?" he asked, surprised. He'd been worried the intense training might feel unfair.
"Of course!" Reiki replied, wincing slightly. "In real life, if you held back, we wouldn't get a second chance. Today's training is the best gift we could ask for."
Sakumo nodded, suddenly feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "Thank you, Reiki." As he left the training area, he called Shizune to keep an eye on the others and handle their recovery.
Once Sakumo was gone, Reiki shakily sat up. "I'll be alright, Shizune. Let's get the others patched up," he said, managing a smile. "Oh, and can you have Red, Kurenai, and Rin whip up some food for us?"
Shizune nodded. "Of course!" She quickly dashed off, excited to help.
As Reiki worked on healing his comrades, a familiar ding echoed in his head, signaling small boosts in strength and chakra as he treated each friend. Though the rewards were modest, Reiki felt his proficiency growing, and with a little more effort, his healing technique was finally at 12%!
When the others were stable, Reiki turned his attention to his gift system. With anticipation, he opened the latest surprise gift box.
"Ding! Congratulations on receiving Kame Sennin's stinky socks from the Dragon Ball universe…"
"Ding! You have acquired Fairy's hairpin from the Inuyasha universe, with magical properties…"
One by one, the items materialized in front of him. Unfortunately, most were odd trinkets of little use, cluttering his storage.
*"This system space is filling up fast,"* he thought, frustrated. Then, a new notification appeared:
"Ding! Unwanted items can be sold for medical points."
Curious, Reiki examined one of the items: Kame Sennin's socks. A tiny "sell" option glowed at the end of the description. He selected it.
"Ding! Sell Kame Sennin's stinky socks for 20 medical points?"
"Confirm," Reiki said, feeling a small thrill.
The points added up quickly. Item after item was sold, each turning into precious medical points. By the time he finished, he'd amassed over 500 points. Then, a notification popped up about Fairy's hairpin.
"Ding! Sell Fairy's hairpin for 500 medical points?"
He paused, considering it. The hairpin was beautifully crafted and supposedly had a "magical effect." But he couldn't tell if it was worth keeping. Just as he was debating, Shizune returned, her eyes lighting up when she saw the hairpin.
"Oh, Reiki, it's beautiful!" Shizune said softly, her gaze fixed on the hairpin.
Reiki's smile softened. "Do you want it? Here," he said, handing it to her.
"Are you sure?" Shizune's face lit up with joy as she accepted the gift, fastening her hair with it before bouncing off to help with the others, looking radiant. Reiki sighed, realizing he'd given away 500 points just like that. But seeing Shizune's happiness, he figured it was a fair trade.
*At least some things are priceless,* he thought with a wry smile, watching Shizune as she went about her work.
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Early the next morning, Reiki was the first to reach the training ground, eager to see who else would show up after yesterday's intense training. Unsurprisingly, only three groups had the strength—or the courage—to return.
One of these was the team led by Nawaki, who had been thrilled when the girl he liked finally acknowledged him after his performance in training. Fueled by this new encouragement, he was determined to keep pushing forward. Then there was Minato's team, comprised of Namikaze Minato, Akimichi Choza, Yamanaka Inoichi, and Nara Shikaku, led by Minato himself. Finally, there was an unexpected arrival: a group of four Uchiha clan members, who hadn't attended training yesterday. Driven by the Uchiha's pride, they saw this harsh training as a challenge worthy of their clan.
As Reiki took in the scene, Jiraiya appeared, leaping down onto the training ground with a wide grin. "Alright, let's get started!" he called out.
"Minato, you ready?" Jiraiya asked with a smirk.
"Yes, Sensei. But be prepared!" Minato replied confidently, throwing several kunai across the field. Reiki's eyes widened—Minato had mastered the basics of the Flying Thunder God technique already! This promised to be a fascinating match.
Minato vanished, reappearing right behind Jiraiya in an instant. Jiraiya barely had time to block Minato's punch. "This speed…!" Jiraiya muttered, realizing Minato had a firm grasp of space-time ninjutsu.
Minato continued his assault, expertly utilizing the Flying Thunder God technique to keep Jiraiya on his toes. But soon, Jiraiya saw an opening in Minato's technique. His movements were too predictable, and his teleportation points were too few. In an instant, Jiraiya feinted, then landed a powerful punch to Minato's stomach.
"Flying Thunder God is powerful, but your usage still has weaknesses," Jiraiya explained, hammering the point home with another flurry of punches, each blow transforming Minato's face into a bruised mess. "Consider this a lesson!"
The rest of Minato's team watched in horror as their usually composed friend was reduced to a nearly unrecognizable state.
"Maybe… we should reconsider," Choza muttered, his confidence wavering.
"No chance!" Jiraiya's voice boomed as he closed in, his shadow stretching ominously across the group. His toads materialized alongside him, ready to assist.
In a matter of minutes, Minato's entire team lay scattered across the field, defeated.
After the smoke cleared, Reiki led Kakashi, Obito, and Guy to the field, rushing to administer first aid. Meanwhile, Nawaki's team looked on nervously. One of the chunin turned to Nawaki. "Are you sure we should do this? Jiraiya seems even harsher today."
Nawaki steeled himself, looking towards the girl who had cheered him on yesterday. "We're going," he said firmly, stepping forward with a determined gleam in his eye. Within minutes, his team joined the others on the bed of defeat.
Now it was Uchiha's turn. The four Uchiha clan members—Uchiha Shu, Uchiha Kishi, Uchiha Nabai, and Uchiha Natsume—stepped up confidently, their pride unwavering. Each activated their Sharingan, and three-tomoe Sharingan eyes stared at Jiraiya with intensity.
"Let's go, Jiraiya-sama!" Uchiha Shu announced, launching a powerful Fire Release jutsu. The scorching flames spread across the training ground, but when the smoke cleared, Jiraiya stood unfazed. Without a moment's pause, the two Uchiha behind Shu released a Thunder Release jutsu in tandem, sending crackling bolts of lightning in Jiraiya's direction.
But Jiraiya wasn't calling on his usual toads this time; he knew the Uchiha's genjutsu could affect any summoned creatures. He relied solely on his own skills, weaving through their attacks with ease. This battle lasted longer than the previous ones, but eventually, the Uchiha team found themselves exhausted and outmatched.
Uchiha Shu caught his breath, then nodded respectfully at Jiraiya. "Jiraiya-sama, your strength is undeniable. But we'll be back tomorrow." He smiled with pride—after all, they were still standing, a testament to their Uchiha resilience.
But Jiraiya shook his head. "You fought well, but remember—this is combat training, not just endurance."
With lightning speed, Jiraiya closed the distance, and the four Uchiha barely registered his movement before they each felt a sharp blow and fell to the ground unconscious.
When the dust settled, Reiki and his friends were back in action, tending to yet another round of casualties. As he worked, Reiki couldn't help but marvel at Jiraiya's fierce training style, one that pushed everyone to their absolute limits.
The Uchiha might have come in standing, but like everyone else, they left the training ground in need of medical care. Jiraiya had made sure of that.
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