Inoichi Yamanaka, a survivor of a real-life version of "Wilderness Survival" who had actually eaten all sorts of bizarre "raw food" like exotic insects, bird droppings, and moss, recounted his real experiences. Naturally, it gave people an immersive feeling... Ino listened intently, feeling both disgusted and yet strangely thrilled.
While they were talking, the father-son duo of Akimichi Choza and Akimichi Choji returned.
A Wild Boar over a meter long had its four hooves tied together, with a wooden stick as thick as a wrist passed through them. It was easily carried by Akimichi Choza on his back, oinking all the way.
The little fatty followed behind his father, his eyes fixed on the Wild Boar, walking with single-minded focus. When the boar stopped, he stopped too.
"Thud—"
Akimichi Choza slammed the Wild Boar directly onto the ground and then sat down on a nearby rock. He casually tossed a Kunai to Choji. "Choji, I'm leaving the task of killing the Wild Boar to you..." His son's personality had always been gentle. Akimichi Choza hoped Choji could overcome this in such a rare training opportunity—he didn't necessarily have to kill it, but at least have the courage to stab the boar and let some blood.
In this world, as long as you break through the "0," everything after becomes infinite. Once he did it this time, it wouldn't matter how many more times he stabbed it next time... "Pa... Papa?"
The little fatty picked up the Kunai and gestured several times. One of the Wild Boar's eyes seemed to watch him for a while before it closed.
"Choji, you can do it... follow my lead. First, grip the Kunai tightly, then find the spot slightly below the boar's neck. Do you see the protruding part? It feels a bit hard; that's the trachea. Move a bit further to the side and feel around—did you find the artery? Trachea or artery, two directions—Choji, which one will you choose?"
Ino, with her hands behind her back, leaned in closer to watch. As she watched, she even gave "pointers." Although she had never butchered a pig herself, she had seen it done.
Choji was at a loss and said, "I, I don't know. I... Ino, I don't dare. Papa..."
"Oh... you don't know? Then it's easy..."
Ino brought over several basins and placed them on the ground... "When butchering a pig, you have to bleed it while it's still alive; you can't get the blood out once it's dead. If the blade is long enough, you can go from the trachea to the heart and finish it in one stroke. Since the Kunai is short, let's choose the artery. Choji, come on, first press the Kunai against the artery... Good, just like that. Grip it tight, then use your hip to brace your hand..."
The wives, Inoichi Yamanaka, and Akimichi Choza all remained silent, watching with great interest as Ino directed Choji in butchering the pig.
Choji was very obedient; he did whatever Ino said and however she told him to do it. Once everything was ready, he listened for Ino to say, "And then..."
Choji didn't hear what came next.
Instead, he suddenly received a kick to his buttocks.
"Squelch!"
Choji's hips were forced to twist as he lunged forward. The Kunai in his hand plunged directly into the Wild Boar's artery, with only the handle remaining outside.
"Squeal— Squeal—"
This was the Wild Boar's desperate howl, its final struggle before death.
"Ah..."
This was the cry of the little fatty, Choji.
However, compared to the loud and high-pitched final howl of the Wild Boar, the sound of the little fatty being startled was hardly worth mentioning.
Ino pulled the little fatty away and comforted him, "There, there... See? The pig is slaughtered... Next, we can roast the Wild Boar meat. Fragrant Pork Tenderloin, and also the Offal. If we wash them thoroughly, they can be..."
The little fatty's cries stopped abruptly as he confirmed with Ino, "Roast Wild Boar meat... Pork Tenderloin, and Offal—I've never eaten Offal before."
"You'll have a taste in a bit..."
Ino casually pulled out the Kunai. Her movement was very careful and not fast—she was afraid of getting blood sprayed on her, which would ruin her clothes. After pulling out the Kunai, she began to catch the blood with a basin. After filling half a basin, the Wild Boar only had enough strength left to grunt.
Akimichi Choza laughed heartily, rubbing Ino's hair with his broad palm, and said, "Yo, for a girl, Ino, you're quite impressive!"
Choji chimed in, "Ino was always impressive. Her piano playing is really beautiful..." He really liked listening to Ino play.
"Leave the rest of the work to me!"
Chōza washed the Kunai and began using it to shave the Wild Boar's hair. Chōza's strength was immense, and the Kunai was very sharp, so there was no need for boiling water at all. With a single stroke of the Kunai, he could scrape off a layer of stiff boar hair and grime. Once scraped, a layer of pinkish, fair skin was revealed.
Without the armor-like layer of grime, the Wild Boar's skin was actually quite smooth and delicate, feeling soft to the touch.
However, at the thought that her name, "Ino," actually meant Wild Boar, Ino's mood suddenly became less pleasant—
Does this count as cannibalism? A strange thought flashed through her mind... It clearly wasn't the first time Akimichi Choza had handled such a large beast; his skills in scraping hair and field dressing were exquisite.
Choji was no longer afraid of the now-dead Wild Boar. The Akimichi family maintained a devout attitude toward food and "food-to-be." The little fatty had already adjusted his mindset, forgotten the fear of butchering, and was processing the ingredients with his father.
"Ino, how do you say we should prepare this Offal?" Akimichi Choza was also thinking about the Offal—he had never eaten it and was hearing for the first time that it was edible.
Inoichi Yamanaka and his wife were also skeptical. "Can this stuff really be eaten? Ino, you must not just cook things haphazardly..."
Although their daughter's culinary skills were indeed excellent, she often came up with strange foods; she had a track record.
Once before, she had somehow gotten a pile of unhatched chicks... no, they were still eggs. She brought them home, boiled them, and then fried them. Half egg, half chick—it looked terrifying, though the taste was indeed quite good.
Another time, she fried Grasshoppers... Mrs. Yamanaka didn't even eat dinner that day. Seeing food made her think of Grasshoppers, and thinking of Grasshoppers made her... well, unable to accept it!
Ino patted her chest and promised, "Don't worry, Papa, it'll definitely be delicious..."
The Large Intestines would definitely be washed clean—after all, they weren't monsters who would intentionally leave some "original flavor" for the diners, right?
After all, she had to eat it herself... "How to make it? I must learn this, Uncle..."
Akimichi Choza, holding the freshly removed internal organs, looked at Ino with eager kindness, as if intending to be her assistant.
"Of course, we wash them first. Let's go to the river to wash them..."
After saying that, the two of them, one big and one small, ran off to the river. Inoichi Yamanaka muttered somewhat jealously, "Ino actually hit it off with Chōza over food..." This development was quite surreal—how should he put it?
Inoichi didn't know how to put it either.
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