Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Gossip Itachi
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Konoha, outside the Sushi Restaurant.
"Bye-bye, Satoru big brother," Little Ino, holding Inoichi Yamanaka's hand, waved her small hand.
Satoru waved back, "Goodbye, when you enrol in the Ninja School, big brother will teach you the Ninjutsu that changes flowers!"
"Got it!"
Little Ino, in a sweet voice, happily shouted.
Ayame smiled from the side: "Husband, you like children!"
"That's why we need to work hard! Look how cute Ino is. We should try to have our baby earlier, so our child can marry her when they grow up," Satoru said with a laugh.
"You're so annoying! How can you say that outside? It's so embarrassing!" Ayame looked at the bustling people around them, her face flushed, and she lightly punched him in the chest.
Evening.
Satoru worked hard to make a baby.
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A few more days passed.
Analysis Team.
"Have you heard? Another genius has emerged from the Uchiha clan! They truly have a continuous stream of geniuses!" Seishimon chatted with his colleagues.
Satoru was also gossiping there.
Besides his daily studies and work, what he enjoyed most was listening to Konoha's gossip. Hearing familiar and unfamiliar names, familiar and unfamiliar events, allowed him to learn many interesting things.
Dokuro: "What have you heard now?"
"Do you know Uchiha Itachi?" Seishimon's eyes darted left and right, as if sharing a secret.
Everyone present was speechless.
"Who doesn't know him? He graduated from the school at seven last year. I heard he always used Shadow Clone for classes, and finally, during a brawl with older students, the teacher's sudden appearance distracted him, revealing his astonishing talent to the school."
This was well-known.
It was quite a sensation back then, only slightly less impressive than Kakashi graduating at six.
"He, a few days ago, it seems his Sharingan activated out of urgency because his teammate was killed," Seishimon sighed with emotion.
"And then? Did he defeat his opponent?" someone asked.
Seishimon spread his hands: "I don't know."
"Tsk! If you don't know that, what are you even bragging about? It's just the Sharingan! As long as you become a Ninja, you'll open it sooner or later!"
Satoru nodded in agreement. Uchiha Ninja with talent could all activate their Sharingan.
"How would I know? I heard it's classified. I heard it from my great aunt's cousin's brother-in-law's grand-uncle. His daughter married into the Uchiha clan."
"Boring."
His colleagues were unimpressed, having expected some earth-shattering gossip.
"Dokuro, I heard you teach at the Ninja School. You must have seen Itachi, right? What's your evaluation of him?" Satoru asked curiously.
Just as he occasionally took on part-time squad leader missions, other Chunin in the Analysis Team also typically had side jobs.
No other reason, it was just idle time outside of wartime.
Ninja also needed to earn money.
Dokuro had started working at the Ninja School after the Nine-Tailed incident.
The others were also very interested; this was gossip about one of Konoha's strongest clans.
Dokuro pushed up his glasses: "A heaven-sent genius, even surpassing Kakashi!"
"Also, please call me Captain Dokuro, not some 'Dokuro' nonsense."
He knew that a few of his subordinates, due to his strict training, often called him by nicknames.
"Understood, Dokuro."
"Oh, able to rival Kakashi! As expected of the Uchiha clan, truly impressive!"
"I'm so envious of Bloodline Limit clans."
His colleagues envied Bloodline Limit. If they had it, their potential would certainly be higher.
"I wonder if he can withstand one of Captain Satoru Narakumi no Jutsu · Modified."
Suddenly, a voice spoke, and the words made everyone swallow, recalling that uncomfortable taste.
"Impossible! That thing is simply something no human can withstand, not even the Sharingan. I said so."
They had all sparred with Satoru, and almost every one of them had tasted that flavour. It was even more unbearable than eating excrement.
Satoru was speechless; how did it turn to him?
Was it that bad to let you taste the food you hated most? Was it that big of a deal?
"Then it seems Captain Satoru is still the best. Kakashi, Uchiha—they're all weak," Seishimon loudly praised.
"Yes, exactly! What Kakashi, what Uchiha? Captain Satoru is the most awesome!"
"Hahaha, the Analysis Team is the strongest!"
In an instant, everyone started cheering.
It was incredibly lively.
But Satoru was very unhappy. Wasn't this just overpraising him to death? It was just letting them taste the most unpalatable food, was it that big of a deal?
"If you keep talking about me, I'll let you taste my newly developed Narakumi no Jutsu · 2.0 Beijing Douzhi, which incorporates what I find to be the most unpalatable taste, not just what you think is the worst," Satoru grinned sinisterly.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In an instant.
"I just remembered I have work to do."
"Me too."
"Inoichi said he'd treat us to dinner, so I'm leaving first."
"I need to report on my work, so I'm also slipping away."
Splash!
They all vanished without a trace.
"Cowards! Ninja, unable to endure even a little food taste, how can you withstand the enemy's tortures of wind and fire?"
Satoru scoffed.
He had wanted to let them try his newly developed Genjutsu.
Ninjas have all experienced various body preparations to withstand torture. Whether it's flogging or other painful stimuli, they can endure it.
Hence, they are commonly known as Ninja.
Based on this, he developed the food-flavoured Genjutsu.
Which is Narakumi no Jutsu 2.0.
It differs from the first generation, which only evoked the opponent's fear.
The second generation can incorporate tastes he has collected and deemed unpleasant. Coincidentally, in his previous life, he stubbornly tried Beijing Douzhi, so he incorporated this detestable taste into the Genjutsu.
As soon as the enemy falls victim, the Genjutsu will, within 0.1 seconds, stimulate their facial and glossopharyngeal nerves, creating the sensation of having eaten a lot of Beijing Douzhi. Even if the enemy dispels the Chakra's influence, the taste has already been produced and will travel directly to the brain via these two nerves.
This is all the effect of knowledge, unlike other Genjutsu where dispelling it means it's gone, and not dispelling it means it's not gone. This Genjutsu still has an effect even when dispelled, at most slightly weakened.
"Sigh, it's a pity I don't want to taste rotten eggs; otherwise, it would be more effective than Beijing Douzhi."
Satoru also had his troubles.
The advantages and disadvantages of this technique are the same: he must have tasted the flavour and have a deep understanding of it to make the enemy feel it.
The training difficulty is also relatively high, and he needs a sufficient understanding of the taste nervous system, which requires studying medical books.
Even with his current brain, looking at thick medical books gives him a headache.
"Also, Uchiha Itachi is now being targeted by Obito!"
He recalled the recent conversation. Uchiha Itachi had already activated his Sharingan, so the interaction between Uchiha Shisui and him was about to begin.
He was glad he wasn't born into the Uchiha clan, feeling fortunate once again.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have so much time now to cultivate, study, work, find a wife, and prepare to have children.
Perhaps he would have been pressured to become stronger immediately after transmigrating due to the clan massacre event.
"In the original story, among the students from my generation, few famous individuals got married, right?
I am the winner."
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