Chapter 42

And the world turned into endless training for me. According to chakra theory, Hana and Hitomi drove me right away. The practice was overlooked by them so far, and I only practiced the techniques of the Inuzuka clan under the supervision of Tsume.

- Fuh, I can't take it anymore. - Tired of falling. Chakra reserve almost fell, but in doing so, control clearly rose, again.

I voiced the question that came up to Tsume, of course, slightly shifting the emphasis, because I shouldn't see all this in numbers? Hehe. So I use it instead of the increased control - it has become easier to apply techniques, and, moreover, any. I think it sounds quite childish.

However, it was not Tsume who was still shocked, but this time Hana, who was present at the training session, began to answer.

"You see, Naruto-kun. In fact, any kind of chakra manipulation increases control in one way or another. Scanty in some cases, but steadily. Any practice in one technique or another not only facilitates its subsequent use, it is just that it is most noticeable on it, but also makes the use of chakra a little easier. And the Imitation of the Beast technique is partly on a par with walking on trees and water. - Noticing a bit of incomprehension in my gaze, Hana sighed and continued in a little more detail. She is still a good girl ...

- Thank you. - Barely embarrassed, replied Hana.

- Did I say that out loud now? - already knowing the answer, I ask, receiving a restrained nod from Hana and its copy from the grinning Tsume.

- So, walking on water and trees can be attributed to pure chakra manipulation. In addition, getting used to distilling it in your body, you learn to better feel and control it, which helps in the future. At the same time, Imitation makes you move your entire chakra array in your body. And the tasks ...

- And the tasks of your mother to change the current and strength of the chakra in certain places, to saturate the technique with a smaller fraction of the chakra, or vice versa, add even more control and make the technique more stable. - I finally understood all these Tsume training with this technique and many others.

Both girls simultaneously pressed their hands to their faces. Did I get it wrong?

- I suddenly felt ashamed of my brother / son. - They said in unison.

"But now I don't understand. - Honestly. Honesty is generally the best policy. Especially around Inuzuka, who can sense outright lies. Here semitones can still pass. But not with everyone, such an experienced person as Tsume can read a lot from the characteristic body movements.

- As you probably know, my younger brother began to do the same from the moment he entered the academy. I gave this lecture to him after a week of training ... to the same conclusion that he came to you a month ago.

Kiba had this idea for a year and a half? Although, as expected, I am not the most intellectual, but I understand something, but Kiba sometimes slows down so much, while possessing a lively mind and considerable ingenuity!

"Hmm, but doesn't that mean that any trained Inuzuka can easily master walking on water and wood just after learning these techniques? - suddenly dawned on me.

+3 Intelligence!

- Quite right. - Judging by the looks of both girls, my friend has not yet reached this idea.

- And now we will continue. Stop wasted. Just a couple more times you have enough! - Does Tsume smell my reserve, or what? How can you guess its fullness so accurately? I'm really enough for a couple of times.

- And the lecture too. Listen carefully, then I'll ask everything that I'll tell you now. - And this is Hana.

Sadists! There are only sadists in the Inuzuka clan!

Once again I go to the academy wrung out like a lemon. Nearby, Kiba is barely dragging his feet. Against the background of my understanding, annoyed by her son, Tsume decided to raise the pace of training for him too. But what I like about Kiba, he did not blame me for this, silently taking the blows of fate.

We almost collapsed on the desk and all the lessons went on in a daze. However, according to the theory, Hitomi has already pulled me up to the level of the graduating class for a long time.

And then Ino joined our company. Once I complained to her that from the abundance of versatile information my "head swells" and not everything can be perceived at once. And my condition is more eloquent than other words.

The very next day, only after consulting with her father, she began to teach me ... no, not clan techniques, but methods for working with my own consciousness. Well, I definitely got my father's approval. How to push emotions aside, how to fully focus on one task, how to "defocus" and "look at the whole picture". Yes, there are many different "hows". And in the end, she went to the house allocated to me, and there she taught me these methods for two hours. I'm lying, I taught for an hour and a half, and for another half hour we just drank tea, talked and, I don't know how she was, and I relaxed and took off the stress of the rest of the day, which was somehow the easiest thing in her company.

Tsume, looking at such an appearance in her quarter of a stranger, gritted her teeth, turned up her nose, but was silent. I'm more and more interested in what kind of conditions were set to her when she took over my custody?

Meanwhile, Ino's interest slowly but surely crept towards the third heart. Well, yes, such a daily routine condones rapprochement.

But it was still impossible to draw up an escape plan, as well as to extract the necessary information. During these two months I simply did not get such an opportunity. I don't have enough time for a good rest, what else can we talk about here?

And the twins also threatened to "take away some of the time from the dog lovers and the blondes," taking out the chakra paper and recognizing my element. Basically, they intended to teach me elemental jutsu. And, in general, it was not bad, but I and Itachi's technique had enough, but no time, so after that promise, I looked at the twins with a bit of fear. And a week later, they happily walked towards me, waving several scraps of paper, from which I sensed something with that very special instinct for chakra. Fuck my free time!