"Kurenai-nee, Anko-nee, don't forget to eat breakfast later. I'll be leaving now, see you tonight."
The next day.
The sun was already high in the sky.
In order to avoid any awkwardness between the two of them, having fulfilled his wishes and enjoyed his bliss, Kiyoshi took notice.
Both women had already woken up but were pretending to still be asleep.
He looked at the two of them, who lay as if in deep sleep. Yet, both of their heartbeats seemed to be synchronizing and speeding up.
He simply got up, washed up casually, and left behind a message before heading straight to the Root base.
At that moment, Kurenai and Anko, who were pretending to sleep on the tatami mat, stealthily opened their eyes.
They instinctively made eye contact, their faces turning a little red.
Thinking back to yesterday's absurd events, Kurenai couldn't contain her shame, her teeth gritting as she muttered, "Anko, you pervert."
"Hehe, Kurenai, you seemed to enjoy it, didn't you?" Anko's face flushed a bright shade of red as she teasingly retorted, "Who was screaming the loudest yesterday?"
"Stop it… please stop..." Kurenai's face turned red.
She pulled the blanket over her head, feeling like she might die from embarrassment.
Although it had been blissful, there was no denying that there was a bit of shame involved.
She couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
"There's nothing we can do, Kiyoshi's just too strong." Anko said helplessly.
Even when they closed their eyes, they both knew that with Kiyoshi's stamina, this wouldn't be his first time.
Most importantly, despite not being trained at all, and just improvising, they still managed to connect with each other emotionally and their cooperation was surprisingly in sync.
However, after reaching the climax, they had both found themselves powerless to resist.
….
Meanwhile, at the Root base.
Kiyoshi appeared, refreshed and in high spirits.
After enjoying the sumptuous breakfast, he shared the information gathered from his hundreds of wood clones, who were still tackling the "second phase" problems.
And then, he dove straight into the work.
Utilizing the Byakugan, Sharingan, and other eye powers, his hundreds of wood clones worked together, with their shared training mode constantly aggregating and analyzing data.
Their progress wasn't slow.
In just one night, they had already achieved the equivalent of a hundred days of work for others.
However, this was still far from enough.
Time passed.
The second, third, fourth, and fifth days.
Each day, Kiyoshi, who worked like clockwork from nine to five, buried himself in research with his hundreds of wood clones at the Root base.
He kept practicing and making corrections.
The results were outstanding.
"Shh….shh…."
At this moment, Kiyoshi was fully focused, drawing constantly on a blank scroll.
"First, let's replicate the C-rank Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu."
"First, we need to inscribe the chakra flow-related formulas, then combine them with the chakra nature transformation for fire chakra, forming a composite technique that will be etched onto the scroll."
"Then, we'll integrate the Great Fireball Jutsu."
Through meticulous chakra control,
He followed the steps that had been repeatedly tested and improved, completing them perfectly one by one.
Soon, the entire complex formula was etched on the scroll.
He had created his first perfect ninja technique scroll, one that could be infinitely reused by simply inputting chakra energy to trigger it again and again.
An unlimited, repeatable Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu.
"Let's try it."
In the blink of an eye,
His figure vanished from the spot and appeared at the Root base's empty training ground.
He opened the newly completed ninja technique scroll.
Pointing it forward, he fed a small amount of chakra into the scroll.
Instantly, it triggered the Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu sealed inside.
"Whoosh—"
A ball of blazing fire
Shot out from the center of the scroll, surging forward.
In no time, it expanded into an enormous fireball, visible to the naked eye.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the reinforced wall in front of him
Was scorched black, barely recognizable.
"Keep feeding chakra…." Kiyoshi continued feeding chakra into the pre-set formula.
Quickly, the inscribed formula on the scroll began to glow.
As he triggered it again.
"Boom!"
Another blazing fireball shot out of the scroll.
It violently crashed forward, sending rocks flying, with smoke billowing up.
"This is..." Tatsuma, who happened to be passing by, was left speechless.
What shocked him wasn't the power of the jutsu.
It was the scroll in Kiyoshi's hand, which was etched with a complex set of techniques, and yet, despite its unassuming appearance, it could infinitely unleash the Great Fireball Jutsu.
"It seems like it can be reused indefinitely."
Kiyoshi's eyes glowed red with chakra as he looked at the scroll, which was covered in steam but hadn't ignited.
Using his sharp insight, he confirmed that the durability of the scroll had indeed decreased.
"But ultimately, it's limited by the materials. After ten to twenty uses, it should be near the point of breaking down.
Moreover, the shorter the interval between uses, the greater the wear on the scroll."
Kiyoshi frowned.
This was just a simple C-rank Fire Style technique.
If it had been a B-rank jutsu, the durability would have been even less.
For an A-rank jutsu, it might only last for two or three uses at most.
Even though the degree of wear could vary depending on the type of technique, the data wouldn't be far off.
For attack-type jutsus, the wear on the scroll would likely be almost the same.
In this case, such a technique scroll was clearly not enough.
"I'm terribly sorry, Kiyoshi-sama, but this is the best quality scroll we have." Tatsuma, who had approached to greet him, seemed embarrassed.
These were not ordinary papers.
They were special paper with incredibly high durability, designed to better conduct chakra.
They were specifically made for sealing techniques and similar jutsus.
Even the ink used wasn't just ordinary ink.
It was made from precious materials that could conduct chakra, processed through a complex procedure.
Expensive and rare.
"No, I wasn't blaming you." Kiyoshi shook his head.
His eyes gleamed as he smiled and said, "I might be able to create even better chakra paper myself."
In some ways, he was basically a humanoid God Tree.
Creating powerful weapons like Bashosen, made from the God Tree's trunk, might be very difficult.
But using Wood Style to create even better paper with improved performance and materials?
That was clearly a piece of cake.
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