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Standing on a tree trunk, Yagura glanced at the boy with deep blue skin and a very unusual appearance.
Under the pale moonlight, his scar-covered, bare torso was evident. Despite his slender build, his body held astonishing explosive power.
"Bang!"
He punched the thick tree trunk in front of him, leaving a deep fist mark.
Then, he suddenly jumped up, spinning his waist, and delivered a powerful kick to the trunk.
"Crack!"
A deep crack appeared on the tree trunk's surface from his kick.
It was hard to imagine that all of this was done by this seemingly small boy. He didn't seem like a child of his age, and his terrifying strength made him look like a monster in human skin.
Yagura showed a slightly surprised expression, amazed at the boy's hidden power.
"Shush!"
He landed lightly on the ground, not hiding his presence.
As expected, the skinny boy, who was training, immediately noticed the movement. His shark-like eyes flashed with a wary look, and he turned his head towards Yagura.
Yagura didn't hide his figure, walking steadily towards the boy.
Seeing Yagura, the boy was slightly stunned but didn't lower his guard because of Yagura's youthful appearance. He stared at Yagura and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
Yagura's purple eyes lightly looked at him, asking calmly, "You should know that I'm a ninja from Kirigakure, so why so cautious?"
The boy didn't relax, responding in a deep voice, "A ninja should always stay vigilant. The moment they lose their guard is often the moment they die."
Hearing this, Yagura's eyes brightened slightly, and he clapped gently, smiling, "You make a very good point."
"Can you tell me your name? It would be inconvenient to talk without knowing how to address you."
The boy glanced at Yagura, his shark-like eyes flickering, and replied in a deep voice, "For a ninja, revealing personal information is the most pointless thing, and..."
Before he finished, his pupils suddenly shrank!
Yagura's figure had suddenly disappeared.
Just as the boy was on guard, a hand lightly pressed against his back.
Cold sweat covered his forehead as he stood still.
A light laugh came from behind him, "In this way, it would be easy to take your life."
Yagura, shorter than the boy, was behind him with a light smile, his hand on the boy's back.
"Snap!"
Yagura gently pushed him away, smiling, "Now, you should trust me."
The boy's face was a bit ugly, but he said nothing. After a moment of silence, he answered, "Kisame."
Hearing this, Yagura smiled and said softly, "Kisame, huh? You seem to place too much importance on ninja rules. While they are essential, they are not everything about being a ninja."
"I've observed you for a while. To put it simply, you have great potential."
"In the future, if you survive, you will become an outstanding ninja of Kirigakure."
Kisame was slightly stunned, his shark-like eyes looking strangely at Yagura.
It was the first time someone had praised him like this, and even shown concern for him. This feeling was very peculiar to Kisame.
He looked curiously at the powerful boy in front of him, curious about everything about him.
After hesitating for a moment, Kisame decided to ask, "To facilitate communication, you should also tell me your name."
Yagura smiled softly and replied, "Yagura."
Hearing this, Kisame was slightly surprised, recalling some rumors in the village.
It was said that among the jounin of Kirigakure, there was a special ninja who always maintained a childlike appearance but had incredible water-style abilities.
That ninja was also called Yagura.
Thinking of this, Kisame glanced at Yagura oddly, muttering, "You really do look like a kid... how strange..."
Yagura, who had been smiling, suddenly had a dark expression upon hearing Kisame's words.
"I am a mature adult! Kid!"
As he spoke, he suddenly disappeared, and a large water-formed hand slapped towards Kisame in his astonished eyes.
"Boom!"
Despite defending himself, Kisame was sent flying, crashing into a tree.
Yagura, with a dark expression, complained, "As a junior, you dare to be so disrespectful to a senior. Consider this a lesson."
"Crack!"
Kisame climbed out of the broken wood, touching his wounds, thinking, "An unpredictable guy... What terrifying strength. I'll need to rest before continuing training."
He stood up, looking at the shorter Yagura, and said in a deep voice, "Yagura-sama."
Hearing this, Yagura's expression returned to its previous state, as if nothing had happened.
He looked up at Kisame with a look of approval and said softly, "Good, juniors like you are promising to seniors!"
Saying this, he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and threw it to Kisame.
"Snap!"
Kisame caught it, looking at Yagura with some confusion. Yagura said indifferently, "Take it. It's only right for seniors to look after juniors, even if it's not in the ninja rules. You wouldn't refuse, would you?"
His purple eyes flashed, and he said seriously, "If you don't treat those hidden injuries, it will cause big problems later."
Kisame looked at the precious medicine in his hand, his eyes lowering in thought. After a while, he tightly held the bottle and said in a deep voice, "I understand, Yagura-sama."
Seeing Kisame accept the medicine, Yagura smiled gently.
He turned and walked slowly into the fog. In Kisame's slightly dazed eyes, he waved and said in his childish voice, "Someone with your talent shouldn't doubt your ninja way because of current difficulties. Keep going."
"One day, I believe you will become an outstanding ninja in the ninja world."
"And I won't stay still. If we get the chance, let's meet again, Kisame."
With these words, Yagura's figure disappeared into the fog.
Kisame looked at the intricately carved bottle in his hand, a determined look flashing in his eyes.