Seijuro was ready to box up his daughter — shit would be way harder than with his son, so... yeah.
Closing his eyes a bit, he opened them again. He had a Byakugan in his right eye and Jigen's eye in the left.
He had perfect vision and could see even the smallest quarks.
If he had been born a Hyūga, the shit he could pull would've been insane — but oh well.
If it worked, it worked.
"You ready, pop?" she asked, sounding excited.
"Bring me your best," he said calmly.
She smiled a bit, snapped her fingers... and the sky turned pink. She jumped, the floor seemingly turning into rubber.
Her Jōgan was activated as she did this.
"Let's get started then!" she said, rushing toward him with a big-ass smile.
💨 FWOSH
She vanished from sight. Seijuro ducked as her fist came out of nowhere and almost hit him.
He jumped away — and as he was in the air...
"Let me just—"
...
...
...
Seijuro's brow furrowed. The fuck? Was the distance between him and the ground increasing?
Of course it was.
He needed to get ready for when it was going to—
💥
Mito had a rope in her hand. She'd used it to pull him down... fast.
Goddamn.
"Toonforce at the hand of a child is really dangerous," he muttered.
"LOVE BEAM!"
As those words left her mouth, a bunch of hearts shot toward him.
He ducked, avoiding one heart... said heart then embedded itself in a tree.
And made the tree come alive.
"Friends!" Mito cheered.
Seijuro really wondered who the fuck was in charge of nerfing this BS.
And it wasn't like her powers were like Gremmy's — if she wasn't thinking about it, it would vanish. The weakness was...
Mito was gasping for air a bit.
It cost her a shit ton of chakra to use. And two...
Some blood trickled from her nose.
There was only so much her body could handle.
There was also the fact she couldn't really make any clone or being stronger than her. That rule didn't seem to apply to objects, but oh well.
She rushed toward him and threw a punch.
He raised his fist to block — only to see her fist curve around his guard and go for his face.
Jigen's dōjutsu glowed...
Her fist shrunk down to microscopic scale.
She pulled away.
Her clones were also still affected by his dōjutsu.
Though most of her weaknesses came from the fact her dōjutsu was still in its infancy stage — think Chapter 1 Sora.
Once she hit her peak, her potential would be even higher than her older brother.
"Seems like I can't hit you," she said, annoyed.
"It seems so," he replied with a smile.
While she was off guard, he decided to attack — no hand seals.
"Fire Style: Fire Bullet!"
She reached her hand out — it stretched like rubber as she grabbed a tree and yanked it toward her.
Her mouth got impossibly big as she bit into the tree, turning it into a perfect baseball bat.
Her hair stretched into a pair of pockets where she pulled out paint, coloring the bat pink and adding some cute little drawings just to be kawaii.
A baseball cap appeared on her head as she struck a pose.
"AND STRIKE!"
She hit the fire bullet back at him at quintuple the speed.
"Hm... should've expected that," he muttered.
💥🔥 (explosion emoji)
She seemed happy. There was magically even a crowd there for her as she took a bow.
"Thank you... thank you!"
Childish-ass child.
"You know, it takes more than that to defeat me," Seijuro said softly.
She turned around — and noticed he was completely unscathed.
Her eyes popped out of her face. Literally. Like a Looney Tunes character.
"...What!?"
"I have just the thing for you!" she said, pulling out a grenade launcher and pointing it at him.
"Do you honestly believe I cannot dodge that?" he asked calmly.
"You probably could..." she muttered.
"But what about THIS!?"
She flipped a switch — the grenades turned into missiles.
Missiles that seemed strong enough to level an entire town.
"Oh..." Seijuro said as twenty more appeared around her.
"...How do you have so many guns?" he questioned.
He blinked — an American flag appeared behind her. Even a goddamn eagle was perched on her shoulder.
"FREEDOM!!" 🇺🇸🦅🔥
As those words left her mouth, the missiles fired instantly — imagine a missile launcher firing as fast as a minigun.
To say the sight was threatening was an understatement.
💥🔥💥🔥💥 (massive explosions)
She had sunglasses on as she watched the explosion.
She looked up at the air — an atomic bomb could be seen descending.
She seemed... thoughtful.
💥☢️ (nuclear boom)
As the second explosion went off, she created a freezer out of thin air to contain it.
Tada — like that, everyone was safe.
Truly she was wonderful.
Then she paused... took the appearance of an artist... created a canvas out of nothing... and began painting the explosion scene.
As the smoke cleared... Seijuro looked in front of him.
"...."
He blinked.
He was surrounded by buff, naked men.
...
...
His eyes changed — turning into a pair of Rinnegan.
They spun, twisting space as reality cracked around him.
🪟💥 (glass shattering emoji)
Seijuro walked toward his daughter, who was passed out — some blood leaking from her nose, her chakra tank running on empty. And mind you, her mom was an Uzumaki and she was an Ōtsutsuki — she had more chakra than Kurama.
As he picked her up, she cuddled into him.
"Did I do well, Daddy?" she asked weakly but cutely.
He gave her a gentle smile.
"You did amazing."
Now he just needed to find who the fuck was teaching his daughter those shits.
A/N How the toonforce trynna pratice for gear 5 Luffy