Chapter 3: First Meeting with the Brother-in-Law
Nawaki paused in the middle of the field, his gaze fixed on the strange ninja who had offered to guide him. Not just anyone could claim to teach him—his sister Tsunade was one of the future Sannin, and his Sensei was none other than Orochimaru.
He was curious to see what this Hatake ninja was capable of.
"This is Jōnin Kawakaze Hatake, and he's also a good friend of mine," Tsunade introduced, clearly addressing her brother's skeptical expression.
"Sakumo Hatake is no match for him at all," she added, using poor Sakumo as a comparison to emphasize Kawakaze's prowess, a rather blunt approach.
Hearing this, Nawaki's eyes lit up, and an honest, sunny smile spread across his face. "Then I'll leave it to you, Big Brother Kawakaze."
Kawakaze walked toward Nawaki, his pace unhurried, giving a semblance of respect to his "Big Brother." It wasn't that Sakumo was weak—Kawakaze was simply too strong.
"We were just sparring," Kawakaze remarked, his tone casual. "I can see your Taijutsu is mediocre, but I wonder how good your Ninjutsu is?"
He made no effort to spare Nawaki's pride, choosing honesty over gentleness. Though his words were sharp, Kawakaze's intentions were clear—he wanted to temper the boy, not break him. His sudden movement was startling; one moment he was at a distance, the next he stood towering over Nawaki. Tsunade's sharp eyes caught the incredible speed, and she couldn't help but be impressed. What speed!
Nawaki froze as Kawakaze's oppressive aura descended on him. Unlike Orochimaru's dark and stifling pressure, Kawakaze exuded a blazing intensity, like thunderclaps and scorching heat. His heart pounded wildly, and his earlier defiance melted into focused determination. With a deep breath, he bowed respectfully.
"I hope Big Brother Kawakaze won't hold back with your guidance."
Kawakaze accepted the bow with an air of nonchalance. "Use everything you know. If you make me move even a little, I'll consider it your win." He didn't even bother drawing his Eight-Sided Han Sword, crossing his arms as he regarded Nawaki with a playful smirk.