Konoha Cemetery.
Kurenai Yuhi nodded, "I'll take good care of her, but it's a pity her health has never been very good, and she also has unstable power within her that she can't control."
As Kurama Yakumo's tutor, she was very familiar with her physical condition.
Satoru was about to say something when he suddenly realised that the pre-set Heart Steel within his body had activated.
"What's going on? It only activated three days ago!"
The thought had just flashed through his mind when he was shocked by something in his memory.
It turned out he had already fallen into a genjutsu.
Because he realised that the appearance of Kurama Yakumo should not be far off, he had set another activation condition: the name Kurama Yakumo.
Looking at Kurenai Yuhi again, she truly had no idea she was under genjutsu; it seemed she had genuinely been a tutor for some time.
He had also sealed the power of Ido within her.
Then, looking at Kurama Yakumo in front of the tomb, he extended his perception to the maximum, yet he could not detect that this was a person created by genjutsu.
In his perception, this was a living, breathing person.
Sadness, weeping, wailing…
At this moment, she was Kurama Yakumo, the daughter of Senior Kurama Murakumo.
And not an ancestor from a long time ago.
Before, just hearing about it felt absurd, but he never expected to encounter it, witness it, and be affected by it, only then realising it was real.
Such terrifying genjutsu truly existed in the world.
"What's wrong with you?" Kurenai Yuhi asked when she saw him silent.
"Nothing, just lamenting the passing of Senior Marakumo; no one could have predicted it!"
"Yes, Ninjas are always in various unexpected situations, and they might die unexpectedly at any time. I hope we can protect Konoha well and not let more people die!" Kurenai Yuhi sighed.
"You take good care of her. Don't let her be immersed in family pressure; give her more care. I also have a tutoring job, so I'll be leaving first."
Satoru nodded, took a deep look at Kurama Yakumo, then turned and left.
Yuhi watched him leave, then looked back at Kurama Yakumo; this child was too pitiful.
...
"Evil."
Satoru walked down the street, thinking about the memories he had just recovered.
This kind of genjutsu was like a network bug, suddenly appearing on your computer without you being aware of it.
Fortunately, he was prepared.
Before Kurama Yakumo disappeared, he should have been able to obtain more genjutsu research materials.
He could occasionally visit Kurama Yakumo under the guise of being Senior Murakumo's friend and witness that terrifying kekei genkai.
Genjutsu Reincarnation was one thing, but the ability of Genjutsu kekei genkai was another; they were different research materials.
While Genjutsu Reincarnation was indeed evil, Genjutsu kekei genkai was even more outrageous.
He had also promised Senior Marakumo to dispel the Kurama Family's Genjutsu Reincarnation ritual!
At the same time, he was also thinking, if his enemy was like this, how would he fight?
He couldn't just expect to solve it with Talk No Jutsu, right?
Kurama Yakumo was fine; she was considered one of their own.
The Ōtsutsuki had even more outrageous abilities!
...
Training Ground 98.
"Ugly Old Man, you're late."
On the grass, Kiba sat cross-legged on the ground, slowly opening his eyes after Satoru appeared.
Akamaru was the same as him.
Their spirits...
We're already different.
The boy and the dog, after the training of Land's Awakening, could instantly clear their minds and focus their attention.
Completely unaffected by external distractions.
"Hmm, a Village senior passed away, which delayed me a bit," Satoru nodded.
Kiba, in some aspects, already possessed the qualities of a Ninja.
Courage, bravery, focus...
It also proved once again that his teaching method was indeed good.
Although if Kiba had followed his original path without his influence, besides being arrogant, his other qualities would have been good.
But with the foundation he had built, his future was imaginable.
Like Choji in the later stages, fighting a flush toilet should allow him to resist for a while.
"What are we going to do next? No matter what training it is, Akamaru and I are fearless."
Kiba was full of confidence.
From the initial fear to every subsequent training session, it had given him plenty of stimulation and self-confidence.
Woof woof ~
Akamaru, by his side, also grew increasingly courageous.
Satoru grinned, pulled out a scroll, laid it horizontally on the ground, and summoned a large pile of books.
Then he used Earth Release to create a chair and table for himself.
"Hmph, how old are you? Before you become a Ninja, your main learning will still be these things."
"Books?"
"That's right. The progress of a Ninja, besides physical training and the various experiences accumulated through missions, is also about absorbing the wisdom and experience left by past seniors. Books are the carriers of wisdom."
"No problem, absolutely doable."
...
Inuzuka.
Kiba looked confused, shovelling food into his mouth.
Akamaru, beside him, also had dull eyes.
Why did it, a dog, have to study books?
"Kiba, what's wrong with you? Why are you so listless?" Inuzuka Tsume asked curiously.
Kiba: "Because of Ugly Old Man's homework..."
"Haha, Sensei Satoru gave him a lot of homework. It's all piled up in his room now; it's hilarious!" Inuzuka Hana gloated.
Just now, when Kiba and Akamaru carried a huge pile of books back, she was wondering if Kiba had changed, and how he was buying books to read.
She didn't expect that after asking, it turned out to be homework assigned by his teacher.
Luckily, she didn't have any at that time, and she didn't like homework either.
She preferred to learn about dog care and how to get along with them.
Inuzuka Tsume: "Then you must do it well, and don't call him Ugly Old Man. You should call him Sensei, understand?"
After more than a month of home tutoring, Kiba had changed too much.
It seemed like Satoru hadn't taught him anything, but when they taught Kiba, they found he had become smarter.
He had also learned to infer from one example.
He quickly grasped the secret techniques of the Inuzuka.
"No way! Ugly Old Man, Stinky Old Man..." Kiba refused to comply; he was just Ugly Old Man.
He always tricked him.
Inuzuka Hana frowned upon hearing this: "You always call Sensei that?"
"Yes."
"Then you're finished..."
"Ah, why?"
"Because Sensei loves it when people tease him.
He'll have a reason to prank you back in various ways.
If you encounter something difficult in training, it must be him getting revenge on you."
Inuzuka Hana had experienced a long period of education and understood this well.
"..."
Kiba almost bit his tongue.
"Really?"
Recalling his own experiences, he had forgotten when Ugly Old Man's tone had changed.
But he knew that he had suffered for more than a month.
He almost wanted to give up the position of Hokage and just slack off.
"Could your sister be lying to you? If you don't believe me, tomorrow I'll take you to ask the two older brothers who train with me, okay?" Inuzuka Hana got angry; he didn't believe his sister.
"No, you want to go on a date, but you're embarrassed to ask the two brothers, so you want to bring me along, right? I'm sorry, I still have a lot of homework to do."
Kiba quickly finished his meal and slipped away with Akamaru.
Leaving Inuzuka Hana with bulging veins.