Chapter 11- Lucid Horror
And just like that, months passed.
Nothing significant happened during this time. No sudden inspirations. No sudden breakthroughs. Just the same old routine—eat, train, study, repeat.
To some extent, I kept up with my full-body organ enhancement without fail. Every meal turned into a power-up. Every breath, every heartbeat, every ounce of chakra flowing through my system became more efficient. Slowly but surely, my stamina, durability, and chakra reserves kept climbing up. Barely noticeable to anyone on the outside, but very clear to me.
And yeah, I trained with Tsunade regularly. We’d gotten used to each other by now. Studying, sparring, arguing over dumb things.
Then one day, while we were casually sitting under a tree after training, eating some fruit, I asked something that had been at the back of my mind for a while.
"Hey. You know any Genjutsu?"
Tsunade looked up from her food. "Genjutsu?"
"Yeah. I was thinking of learning some."
She gave me a look. "I thought you were focusing on Medical Jutsu. Why suddenly Genjutsu?"
"Better for strength," I said honestly. "But I’ve been thinking—with how precisely I control how chakra flows, then theoretically, Genjutsu should come easier to me than most people, and they would be much stronger too."
She hummed. "Fair point... I don’t know how you trained it, but your chakra control really is ridiculous. Even Second Grandpa doesn’t have that kind of control... Alright, although I have no interest in Genjutsu, I have a scroll you can start with."
Is this the feeling of having a sugar mommy?
