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After pulling Kushina away, Kimura showed a helpless smile on his face and chuckled as he looked at the two of them, speaking softly,
"It's just a way of describing it. Minato's behavior has always been very similar to Sōsuke's back then."
"It feels as if I'm seeing both of you merge into one."
Hearing Kimura's words, Minato and Kushina stopped their antics and listened intently to him.
Especially Minato, his clear blue eyes twinkling, as if imagining the demeanor of that adult.
Suddenly, he spoke softly,
"Kimura-sensei... Sōsuke-senpai... he worked hard, right?"
Hearing Minato's sudden question, both Kimura and Kushina, who was still muttering, were taken aback.
Kimura quickly recovered, his eyes showing a hint of nostalgia as he looked at Minato and spoke softly,
"You're right, Minato, Sōsuke... was indeed a very hardworking child."
Hearing his words, Kushina's pretty face paused slightly, showing some confusion.
This didn't quite match the rumors.
And Minato, getting Kimura's confirmation, nodded slightly, as if confirming something he had thought.
Seeing the puzzled expression on Kushina's face, Kimura smiled kindly and said gently,
"Kushina, like everyone else, you probably think of Sōsuke as a prodigy, especially since his achievements at such a young age truly amazed everyone."
Hearing Kimura's words, Kushina nodded slightly in agreement.
Kimura, however, smiled and shook his head gently, his voice tender as he said,
"It's not actually like that."
His eyes flashed with remembrance, as if recalling memories ingrained in his mind.
Under the dimming sunset.
As the last rays of the sun lit up the landscape, Kimura walked into the Konoha forest, stepping through the sunset's shadows.
He was there to gather some precious herbs for treating wounds.
As he was bending down intently searching, from a distance within the forest, the sound of forceful, dull impacts reached his ears.
"Thump!" "Thump!" "Thump!"...
Hearing these unusual noises, Kimura showed a look of surprise and became curious about who would still be here at this time.
"Plush..."
He slowly walked towards the source of the sound, gently parting the bushes.
In a relatively flat clearing, a thick wooden post several people thick stood erect.
In front of the post, a child was striking it with focused punches.
Under the glow of the sunset, the child's sweat-soaked hair clung to his face, which was taut with effort. With each punch, droplets of sweat were flung from his damp locks.
The post was indented in parts and stained with faint traces of blood.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"...
With each punch from the child, small chips of wood continuously fell away.
Kimura widened his eyes in surprise, watching the sweat-drenched figure and muttered softly,
"Is that Sōsuke...?"
Kimura did not disturb Sōsuke; he just watched quietly for a while and then quietly left the place.
In the forest, only the small figure remained, striving to keep up with his peers' pace, unaware that he had been observed.
And the departing Kimura's heart remained unsettled for a long time.
It was hard to imagine that this child was practicing so diligently here; from the looks of the scene, it was clear that Sōsuke had been coming here to train for some time.
Thinking this, Kimura was moved by the child's effort.
He grew even fonder of this child who appeared amiable and humble on the outside but was incredibly self-reliant on the inside.
As Kimura continued his story, Minato and Kushina listened intently, their eyes wide as if hearing something incredible.
That powerful senior who once forced the village to be unable to sanction him had such a past!?
"Kimura-sensei, did nobody know about Sōsuke-senpai's efforts at that time?" Minato asked softly.
Hearing his question, Kimura showed a gentle smile and said softly,
"Probably not..."
Saying this, he seemed reflective and added softly,
"Sōsuke was a bit different from you, Minato."
Hearing Kimura's words, Kushina and Minato immediately widened their eyes, curiously asking,
"What is it?"
To their curiosity, Kimura replied softly,
"It's his pride..."
"Sōsuke was a very proud child from a young age."
Hearing Kimura's words, Kushina said softly,
"Isn't pride something everyone has, Kimura-sensei? Minato sometimes gets a bit proud too."
Minato touched his nose with a smile of resignation, while Kimura chuckled and shook his head.
"It's different, the pride of Sōsuke isn't as outward as you might think... it's an inherent pride..."
"Do you know why Sōsuke trained so hard back then?"
Minato and Kushina asked in unison.
"Why?"
Kimura's gaze became slightly complex as he spoke softly,
"At that time, although Sōsuke was liked by all the children much like Minato, his real friends were only those who are now known as the 'Three Sannin': Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru."
Hearing Kimura's words, the two children looked puzzled.
Kushina was somewhat confused, while Minato's blue eyes sparkled with excitement as he murmured softly,
"The Three Sannin... I've heard about them from Master Jiraiya... Master Jiraiya always considered Sōsuke-senpai his close friend."
Hearing Minato's words, Kimura was briefly stunned, then chuckled in response,
"Well done, Minato, to have caught the eye of Jiraiya, who is a very powerful ninja. You must work hard!"
Hearing this, Minato nodded earnestly and said,
"I will try my best, Kimura-sensei!"
Kushina muttered quietly from the side,
"No matter how hard he tries, he can't compare to Sōsuke-senpai."
Hearing this, both Minato and Kimura showed a slightly helpless smile.
Kushina's comment lightened the mood even more.
At that moment, the ramen arrived, and as they began eating, Kimura continued his story.
"Back then, Sōsuke's abilities were on par with the Three Sannin."
"And that, perhaps, is why Sōsuke continuously trained so hard... because his peers were so advanced, Sōsuke never wasted a moment, always striving to keep up with them."
Kushina looked surprised and said,
"So, the legendary Sannin were once as powerful as Sōsuke-senpai..."
Hearing this, both Minato and Kimura gave a wry smile, nearly choking on their ramen.
"Kushina, Master Jiraiya is also very strong," Minato whispered as he tugged at Kushina's sleeve.
Kushina pouted slightly.
Kimura looked at them kindly and said softly,
"I'm really glad you both admire Sōsuke."
"Although I don't understand why Sōsuke eventually strayed and became a rogue ninja of the village."
"But... remember, Sōsuke is a 'child of Konoha'."
Saying this, his eyes filled with nostalgia,
"As a commoner, Sōsuke brought a ray of hope to all the village's youth."
"He even became a faith for many young villagers..."
"Perhaps because of his betrayal, many are filled with resentment towards him."
"But... in my eyes, that Sōsuke, with his unique pride and always humble and gentle demeanor, has never faded."
"Because he didn't bring pain to everyone, instead, he inspired many people to believe, even now, countless villagers have changed their once despondent lives because of him."
Hearing Kimura's words, Minato's blue eyes twinkled as he murmured softly,
"I will also become a ninja who brings change to everyone like Sōsuke-senpai did."
Hearing his firm young voice, Kimura's face brightened with a kind smile, his gaze on him as if seeing the young boy he once knew.
As time seemed to roll back to a day more than a decade ago.
The evening sun's last rays fell on the ground.
At the Konoha Ninja Academy.
"Sōsuke, can you wait a moment?"
Looking at the young boy before him, Kimura spoke softly.
"Of course, there's no problem, Kimura-sensei."
The young boy's face wore a gentle smile as he responded,
"You've been performing very well lately, this is a small reward from your teacher." Kimura said.
He then handed the young boy a small bottle.
Taking the bottle, the boy asked inquisitively,
"What is this?"
He sniffed it lightly and exclaimed in surprise,
"Is this the scent of Mirume grass!?"
Hearing his response, Kimura was slightly shocked and spoke softly,
"You know about Mirume grass? You are really well-informed."
"This is a healing ointment for external injuries; it's not good to leave wounds untreated during training. Take it and use it, I hope you like it."
Kimura said with a smiling face.
Hearing this, the young boy's gaze lingered on the bottle in his hand, his smile pausing momentarily.
After a while, he carefully pocketed the bottle, bowed slightly, and said softly,
"Thank you, Kimura-sensei."
Seeing this, Kimura smiled broadly and said,
"You're welcome, if you run out, just come back to me, I have plenty more, haha."
The young boy looked at this scene, his face briefly surprised, then his lips curled into a happy smile as he said softly,
"Then I'll be counting on you, Kimura... sensei..."
With that, he walked away with steady steps.
Under the setting sun, his small figure, though somewhat lonely, was exceptionally strong.
And Kimura watched this scene in a daze.