Naruto: Master of Yin chakra

"Don't underestimate me, you bastard."

Asuma was thoroughly enraged by Satoru's dismissive behaviour as a battlefield commentator.

He retreated slightly, pulled out a Wind Demon Shuriken from his Ninja tool pouch, and formed hand seals the moment he threw it.

Swish, swish, swish!

"Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu."

A sky-covering deluge of giant Shuriken rained down on Satoru.

However, the moment he released the Ninjutsu, he regretted it.

Satoru was a Village person, not an enemy; doing this was a bit much.

Just as he hoped Satoru wouldn't be too weak and die.

Suddenly.

He saw Satoru smile at him.

This made him pause; in the face of such an attack, you still have the mood to smile?

Asuma was furious; how could the old man let such a person lead a team?

Bang!

Just as he doubted Third Hokage's judgment, a giant Pangolin burrowed out from underground, facing the numerous Wind Demon Shuriken, its entire body blocking Satoru.

Puff, puff, puff!

Buzz, buzz!

The Pangolin was pierced by the Wind Demon Shuriken, and subsequent Shuriken continued to attack.

"Asuma, worthy of being Hokage-sama's son; it seems you're just impolite, but you still have some strength!"

Satoru's laughter rang out, as he rode a Flying Bamboo Dragonfly behind the Pangolin and soared into the sky.

He dodged his attack.

And praised him verbally.

"Tch, a Summoning Beast?

No, that's not right…"

Asuma's pupils first contracted, then herealised theree was no Pangolin corpse.

His sharp eyes also saw the Pangolin figurine that had fallen to the ground.

"This is a secret Ninjutsu?"

"Don't get distracted in battle; I'm coming."

Satoru said loudly.

Asuma looked up at the sound, and what met his eyes was a watch swaying left and right in a hand.

In an instant.

He only felt his head spin, and he arrived in a world full of asparagus.

And he uncontrollably stuffed it into his mouth.

"So disgusting."

Asuma immediately realised he had fallen into a Genjutsu.

Want to vomit!

Release!

He immediately stopped refining Chakra, and the moment it completely stopped, he unleashed a burst of Chakra, flushing away the Chakra interference that had entered his body.

When he opened his eyes.

He was already clutched in the hand of a giant Flying Bamboo Dragonfly.

Satoru smiled faintly; as a Special Jonin, Asuma is still far from my level!

It was resolved so easily.

Although it was due to having prior intelligence.

"Iruka, Ibara, Mibu Shinobi, remember, an enemy won't warn you when he's about to attack.

So, when you encounter such a situation, you must quickly analyse what type of Ninja the enemy is, and make a judgment to analyse how to respond."

He continued to instruct the three little ones.

Asuma's face was filled with anger; had he only left Konoha for a few days and was already going to be captured and brought back?

Suddenly.

He felt the hand gripping him loosen, and he fell.

Ugh!

Just as he landed, a taste of asparagus again flooded his mouth, making him want to vomit.

"Damn it, wasn't the Genjutsu dispelled?"

He hated the taste of asparagus the most.

And why did he let him go?

Questions arose in Asuma's mind.

"How is it, my Narakumi no Jutsu · Modified, it makes the enemy eat their most hated food, differing from the original Genjutsu that only induces fearful scenes.

The new version only targets the aspect of eating.

Although the target range is a bit narrow, it's still very effective, isn't it?"

Satoru dispelled the secret Ninjutsu on the Flying Bamboo Dragonfly, put away the Flying Bamboo Dragonfly figurine, and asked Asuma.

"So amazing, Captain."

Iruka and the other two came to his side, full of admiration for his methods.

This was their first time seeing their Captain fight.

And the opponent was a senior like Asuma, yet he was overwhelmingly defeated.

Asuma's eyes were complex; this guy graduated later than him, so how could he be defeated so easily!?

"Why did you let me go? Aren't you afraid I'll run away?

Although you are strong enough, if I want to leave, you can't keep me."

Chiriku also quietly came to his side; if Asuma didn't want to go with the Konoha people, he could also delay them.

Considering they were all part of the Land of Fire's organisations, the other party should not make things difficult for him.

Satoru heard this and laughed: "Haha, who do you think you are? Just a rebellious youth.

What if I capture you and bring you back to Konoha? It's of no use to Konoha.

And my mission is only to retrieve your intelligence.

Hokage-sama didn't say to capture you and bring you back; he said it's best to persuade you."

Asuma was first annoyed, then silent, and finally his eyes became firm.

"Alright, alright, I won't try to persuade you.

I can tell it's impossible just by looking at your eyes.

But your intelligence, I will report it truthfully to Hokage-sama."

Satoru looked at his eyes; he originally didn't want to change Asuma's current fate, so he also had an excuse.

He was just a worker; educating the Third Hokage's son was not within the scope of his mission.

Asuma froze, looking at him deeply.

"I see, it seems we don't need to fight., Chiriku said from the side, trying to smooth things over.

Ugh!

Asuma gagged again. He looked at Satoru: "Quickly dispel my Genjutsu."

This taste is too unbearable.

Satoru spread his hands, indicating: "I'm sorry, that's just the aftertaste of the Genjutsu.

As long as you fall for it for a moment, that taste will linger in your mouth for a long time.

This Genjutsu is like feeding you the most disgusting food.

Dispelling the Genjutsu is just like swallowing it down.

The taste will semaremainyour mouth until your body digests it."

He also laughed as he spoke; he really couldn't dispel this one. To dispel it, he would only be able to suppress or remove his sense of taste.

Asuma's eyes widened.

Can't... dispel... it?

How long would he have to live with this taste?

Immediately, he felt like dying.

"You're very good, I'll remember you. The next time I see you, I'll make sure you regret it." Asuma looked at him deeply, while also remembering all the details of today's battle.

He just waited for an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

"Hmph, are you going with this master from the Fire Temple?

Then I'll help you two out again."

Satoru said to the two of them.

Then he came before the bodies of those enemies and formed hand seals.

He pressed them against the nerve centres on their temples.

The long-lost sensation of memory once again entered Satoru's mind.

Asuma and Chiriku on the side were confused, looking at the three little ones: "What is he doing?"

Iruka heard this and said proudly: "Captain is an elite of the Analysis Team, so he is performing the Mind Reading Technique."

Ibara Keisen: "The aptain said that all all intelligence must be hidden as much as possible to be a qualified Ninja. You just revealed the Captain's intelligence like that; you're in trouble later."

Mibu Shinobi speculated: "The Ninjutsu Captain just developed seems not to be for enemies, but for his people. Maybe it will be used on you."

"..."

Iruka thought of what the Captain had said; that Genjutsu would make him eat the food he disliked the most, the most disgusting thing.

A little cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

No… way?

He looked at Asuma, then immediately shut up.

Because Asuma still looked nauseous, presumably that most disgusting taste was still in his mouth.

He didn't want to try the Captain's ability.