As they arrived at Malcom's humble home, Lord Minato looked around, taking in the sight of the dilapidated building with a heavy heart. He could see the love and warmth that existed within these walls despite the difficult circumstances. He knew that Malcom's love for his mother was the driving force behind his determination to win the tournament.
Inside the house, Malcom carefully stored the food that Lord Minato had brought for him and his mother. He felt a mix of emotions—gratitude for his mentor's kindness and determination to be self-reliant for the sake of his mother.
Lord Minato sat down, and Malcom's mother came out to greet them. She had a tired but warm smile on her face, thankful for the food and the presence of her son's mentor. Malcom introduced his mother to Lord Minato, and they engaged in a pleasant conversation.
As the evening continued, Malcom's mother shared stories of her son's childhood, his unwavering dedication to her, and the struggles they had endured. Lord Minato listened with genuine interest, learning more about the boy he had taken under his wing.
After some time, Malcom's mother retired to rest, and Lord Minato and Malcom were left alone in the dimly lit room.
"Malcom," Lord Minato began, his tone serious yet compassionate, "I know you don't want sympathy, but I want you to know that I see your strength and resilience. Your love for your mother is a force that drives you, and it's commendable. But remember, you don't have to bear this burden alone."
Malcom looked at his mentor with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. He had always been independent, but he couldn't deny the weight of his responsibilities.
"I understand, Sensei," Malcom replied softly. "I want to do everything I can for my mom, but I don't want to rely on others' help. I want to prove myself."
Lord Minato nodded, acknowledging his student's determination. "That drive will take you far, but sometimes, accepting help is not a sign of weakness. I see great potential in you, Malcom, and I want to offer you something that will make winning the tournament easy."
Malcom's eyes widened with surprise. "What do you mean, Sensei?"
"I've seen the fire in your eyes, the determination to become the strongest warrior. But I also see the pain and struggle you've endured. I believe in you, and I want to help you achieve your goal," Lord Minato said, his voice steady and unwavering.
Impressed by Malcom's determination, Lord Minato proposes a grueling 10-month training regimen that will forge him into a formidable warrior.
Malcom's heart raced. He knew that accepting such a training would be 10 months of full of pain. But he also understood that with great power came the potential to make a difference, for his mother's situation and even make life better for her.
"I'll do whatever it takes, Sensei," Malcom said firmly, looking into Lord Minato's eyes with determination. "If this training can indeed help me to win the tournament , then I'm willing to accept it."
Lord Minato smiled, a mix of pride and relief evident in his expression. "Very well, Malcom. You have made a courageous decision, and I believe you are ready for this responsibility. But understand that this will be a hard training like no other. It won't be easy, and the pain and ache of your body will test you. But as long as you remember the purpose in your heart and what you strive for, you will prevail."
As Lord Minato spoke, a sense of resolve washed over Malcom.He knew that this was the path he had to take if he would indeed achieve his one and only goal he had in his eyes and heart.To cure his mother.
As the intense training begins, Malcom faces physical pain and mental challenges. He overcomes every obstacle set before him, and Lord Minato sees him evolving not just into a tournament winner but also a potential successor. With his own powers waning, Lord Minato secretly trains Malcom as his true successor, a warrior destined to surpass even his own son the village leader Lord Kabuto. The only individual who defeated Lord Minato in a one on one combat.