Chapter 200: Obito's Counter, First Meeting with Karin
Afterward, Akiyama Makoto also tried out the other abilities of the Analysis Eye.
The "Pressure" ability could be used without hand seals. Just by looking at the opponent, he could use his spiritual power to forcibly interrupt their thoughts. Although the interruption time was not long, this mechanism, which was almost a carbon copy of Kotoamatsukami but didn't require eye contact, became absurdly broken when paired with the Gentle Fist's unreasonable one-hit-kill power.
The result was nearly equivalent to the Mangekyō Sharingan's instant kill on low-level ninja. The only difference was that the Gentle Fist destroyed the opponent's body, while the Sharingan destroyed their spirit.
As for "Puppet Control," Hinata and Hanabi could only simply control small-bodied puppets, and according to them, they felt this move was rather subtle. The puppets they controlled had almost no combat ability. In comparison, they could achieve a better effect with their chakra threads. Therefore, they guessed that this move might have some non-combat purpose.
He, as an outsider, naturally had no better ideas. And since this was a simulation, he couldn't let them test it out for themselves. He could only attribute this phenomenon to the fact that puppet control was essentially a Tenseigan-level ability, and it really wasn't very useful at its current level. Just as the Rinnegan had abilities like controlling the Six Paths of Pain and the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, this puppet control was probably the Tenseigan's equivalent.
At this point, he had a good understanding of all the gains from this simulation.
He returned to the real world, his eyes still shining with a bit of excitement.
If it were just the Byakugan, he really wouldn't be that interested. But if it was the Analysis Eye, or even the higher-level Tenseigan, then it was a different story.
He couldn't get the Tenseigan directly right now. To upgrade from the Analysis Eye to the Tenseigan or an equivalent dōjutsu, he still needed the support of a powerful bloodline talent or even more high-purity Byakugan pupil power. He estimated that he would need at least three-digits' worth of Hinata- or Hanabi-level Byakugan to make up for the bloodline gap between an ordinary person and the Ōtsutsuki clan.
However, the Analysis Eye alone was enough to make up for another of his huge weaknesses: the fact that he had no good way to deal with Obito's space-time ninjutsu.
With the Analysis Eye, Hanabi could see where he would appear after using the Flying Thunder God Technique and get to the right position to attack in advance. This meant that once he mastered the Analysis Eye, even if he still couldn't easily kill Obito, Obito could forget about appearing and disappearing like a ghost or showing off his phasing in front of him.
And if he paired it with Karin's Mind's Eye of Kagura, then if Obito appeared within a twenty-kilometer radius, he would be the one hunting him down!
But to reach that stage, he clearly still needed to operate in the real world for a while. An improvement in talent couldn't make up for the gap in pupil power. For now, only cloning could solve this problem.
After the Chūnin Exams were over in a couple of days, he would start to set up and build his own medical research laboratory.
Afterward, he went to his desk and began to work. After a whole night, he had transcribed all the data about Byakugan cloning from his memory. To ensure he recorded it quickly, he had even used five shadow clones. After such high-intensity work, by the next morning, his bedroom was already piled high with scrolls.
Putting down his pen, he dispelled his shadow clones and then sealed all the scrolls. With that, the precious data and information from the simulation were more or less organized.
He yawned and went downstairs, only to find that Kurenai Yūhi was already wearing an apron and had made breakfast for him and Anko.
The moment she saw him, her face stiffened. She hadn't forgotten how he had teased her yesterday. She wanted to maintain her dignity, but then she saw his exhausted expression.
What's going on?
Anko had slept in the room next to hers last night and hadn't launched a night raid on him. Had he gotten sick from preparing that True Spirit Seal?
"Come here."
She, without a word of argument, pulled him by the hand, sat him down at the dining table, and touched his head. She then used medical ninjutsu to check his body.
After discovering that he was as strong as an ox, just spiritually exhausted, she sighed. "I know you're thinking of Hinata, but you have to make sure you rest properly. Otherwise, if you collapse, won't you just make them worry?"
He looked at her, moved. "Is Big Sister Kurenai worried about me?"
She wanted to retort, but in the end, she couldn't bear to hurt his heart at a time like this. "Yes, I'm worried about you. After all, you are... my little brother."
"That's right! Little brother!" Anko chimed in from the side with a teasing smile, and was immediately attacked by Kurenai with a ladle.
He laughed happily, and the dining table was filled with laughter.
The first day of him, Kurenai, and Anko living under the same roof had, without a doubt, gotten off to a wonderful start.
After the meal, Kurenai left his house to go and officially inform Hinata and the others about the Chūnin Exams. Even Anko had to go and continue preparing for the second exam.
He, too, left his house, preparing to go and "coincidentally" meet Karin.
It was still a day earlier than when his simulated self had contacted her, so he hadn't expected to necessarily run into her. But to his surprise, it was the very day the Grass Village ninja were entering the village.
There were seven of them. Six were walking in front, their faces full of excitement as they looked at the prosperity of Konoha.
At the very back was a red-haired girl, carrying a huge package by herself. The immense weight made her unable to lift her head, so she naturally had no time to look at the surrounding scenery.
Seeing that iconic hair, he frowned. It was clearly Karin.
He knew she had a bad time in the Hidden Grass. To have such a conspicuous Uzumaki clan bloodline talent, yet be treated as a human blood bag to be bitten... It could only be said that this group of Grass ninja had neither vision nor brains.
Just as he was considering whether to help, one of the ninja yawned, then turned and grabbed her hand, intending to take a bite of her arm to replenish his chakra.
Just as she closed her eyes, preparing to endure the pain, a dull thud was heard, and the Grass genin was sent flying by his kick, crashing into a distant tree.
As for her hand, it was now in his.
"Who are you?"
"Get him!"
Several of the Grass ninja were about to attack, but the middle-aged man in the lead stopped the impulsive children and sharply questioned him, "Who are you? Why did you attack us? Do you know that we are ninja from the Hidden Grass Village? Do you know the consequences of casually attacking us?"
He sized up the group, confirmed there were no familiar faces, and then said, "I'm just a civilian of Konoha. I don't understand why you would bite a girl like this. Is it a tradition in the Hidden Grass to just bite people?"
Before he had acted, he had indeed considered whether it would cause the situation to spiral out of control. But then he realized that if he did nothing now, he probably wouldn't be able to live with himself for a long time. In this respect, he should indeed learn from his simulated self.
The current him was naturally not at the Kage level yet. But with his super ninjutsu configuration, among the existing combat forces in Konoha, there were very few who could threaten his life. Even if the situation really did get out of control, he could pull it back on track. If he, with his simulator, didn't even have this much confidence, then all his previous efforts would have been for nothing.
So he had chosen to act. As for how to clean up the mess—didn't he have a personal bodyguard?
"A civilian?"
The middle-aged Grass-nin sized him up. After confirming he had no forehead protector, he revealed a mocking smile. "Although you have some strength, without a forehead protector, you're just a civilian. Since that's the case, we won't be polite."
The man had just waved his hand when he found that his own hand had been grabbed by someone.
Uzuki Yūgao's beautiful figure appeared behind him, her speed so fast that none of the Grass-nin had reacted.
"A ninja from the Hidden Grass Village is using violence against a Konoha civilian. Are you trying to start a war?"
Her words were cold and merciless. Although she was only a Special Jōnin, a Special Jōnin from Konoha could be a Jōnin in the Hidden Grass. Her aura was clearly not something these ninja could withstand.
Cold sweat immediately dripped down the middle-aged man's forehead. He hesitated for two seconds, then revealed an obsequious smile. He was just about to say something when his eyes rolled back and he fainted, collapsing to the ground.
The Grass ninja were terrified and immediately scattered.
Many of the other ninja who had come to participate in the exams also looked at Yūgao strangely, not expecting her to be so decisive.
Only she herself knew... she hadn't done anything!
She looked at him, and he winked at her.
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