After school, as usual, Yoruha and his two little crushes headed straight for the training ground.
On the way there—
Ino was talking non-stop, practically buzzing with excitement as she rehashed everything that had happened earlier between Yoruha and Sasuke.
"Uchiha this, Uchiha that... Number one ninja clan in Konoha? Pfft. They're nothing next to my brother!"
The Uchiha name?
Couldn't compare.
It was time for the Yamanaka clan to rise.
Meanwhile, Hinata quietly followed behind.
She was gentle and reserved, like a little bird trailing its favorite branch. Every so often, she would sneak a glance at Yoruha. And every single time, her face would flush a deep pink as admiration bloomed in her eyes.
Yoruha glanced back and chuckled softly.
"All right, Ino-chan, I know I won, but you really shouldn't underestimate the Uchiha clan. Sasuke alone doesn't represent them," he said casually.
Sure, Sasuke was annoying.
But let's not forget…
This was the clan of Madara Uchiha.
A clan that produced ninja capable of summoning a literal chakra Gundam. Madara's Perfect Susanoo once sent all five Kage scrambling for their lives.
Definitely not to be taken lightly.
Training began.
Hinata continued focusing on her Gentle Fist techniques.
As a Hyūga, she channeled chakra through her Byakugan to strike with precise and devastating efficiency—both offensive and defensive. If she could one day mimic the power of the Ōtsutsuki clan's absurd Yasogami Kūgeki (God Vacuum Palm) and invent her own Gentle Fist variation?
She'd be unstoppable.
Just imagine: Hinata at Yoruha's back, unleashing a rain of invisible chakra palms.
Solid duo potential.
As for Ino—
She had a dream. A clear, fierce dream.
She wanted to learn swordsmanship like Yoruha.
Because—quote—"It's super cool."
Her ultimate goal? To grow up and become a cool, slicing, sword-wielding babe. A full-on chopping onee-san.
But reality was less stylish.
Konoha couldn't afford to lose its Ino-Shika-Cho trio. And someone had to inherit the secret Yin Release techniques of the Yamanaka clan.
Naturally, that responsibility fell to her.
Because Yoruha?
Yoruha playing support?
Yeah. No chance.
Yoruha strolled to the center of the training ground and flipped his palm upward.
He began to activate the Wind Release chakra flowing through his body.
Buzz—
A soft hissing sound filled the air, and a miniature cyclone began spinning in his hand.
To the eye, it looked like a gentle breeze.
But in reality?
That small vortex was made of countless microscopic wind blades.
The edge was real.
Yoruha could feel the sharp sting prickling in his palm.
"Damn… Wind Release really is the most damage-heavy element. No wonder it's so tricky. Trying to recreate something like Raikiri with this? Yeah… not happening. Yet."
He shook his hand lightly.
The spinning wind dispersed in an instant.
"Let's test the enchantment function instead."
He pulled out his sword and began channeling Wind Release chakra into the blade, just like when he'd formed a chakra blade.
Buzz—
A thin film of shimmering white wind instantly formed along the edge of the sword.
It looked steady…
But Yoruha could feel the friction. The high-concentration wind chakra was rubbing relentlessly against the blade's surface.
"Shit… this sword's not gonna last."
Sure enough—
The sword began to tremble slightly in his grip.
"Ugh… I literally spent thirty thousand ryō of my own allowance on this ninja sword."
He exhaled in frustration.
"Is it really gonna break on the same day?"
Well, what could he do?
He had no choice.
Let it break.
Then go visit the sword shop later and find the same pretty girl to sell him another.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The chakra in his body surged violently.
Too violently.
Cracks spread across the blade like spiderwebs.
Snap!
The sword shattered.
It broke cleanly into four separate pieces.
Yoruha stared at it in silence for a beat.
"Yeah… no wonder so few ninja use Wind Release for weapon enchantment. You gotta be rich just to afford the hobby."
Kunai, shuriken, ninja swords—they could all be enchanted.
And enchanted weapons were deadly.
No question.
But in all of Yoruha's memories, there really weren't many ninja who regularly used Wind Release enchantments.
Sasuke's Lightning Blade? That only worked because Orochimaru gave him the Kusanagi Sword, a high-tier weapon.
Asuma's Wind Chakra Blades? Those were specially forged weapons embedded with chakra-conductive metals.
And then there was Killer Bee.
Electric swords? Sure. But he was the Raikage's younger brother and a famous rapper.
Of course he had the money.
So yeah.
If you're broke?
Forget enchantments.
Fortunately…
Yoruha had money.
Plenty of it.
A broken sword?
Not a problem.
He'd just go buy another.
Worst case, he'd have to ask the shop's young lady to go through her inventory one more time.
Maybe two.