[The amount of comments that have been deleted is so annoying. The shadow ban isreal.]
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"That damn Gintoki! He didn't stop being a nuisance and now even his son is getting in my way!" Danzo said with gritted teeth.
Danzo had just returned from the party that annoying woman held for her granddaughter, much to his extreme displeasure and disappointment. The sight of that chakra-less brat standing beside Tsunade like he belonged there still made his blood boil.
The only good thing about it was how the crippled boy was so dismissive to Hiruzen.
"What are your orders, Danzo-sama?" Tiger asked from where he knelt before Danzo's stone throne.
"Go with the original plan and have Dan try to capture that girl's heart. Even if he couldn't, it wouldn't be a problem for us." Danzo said to Tiger, who nodded in response, his mask catching the dim light.
"Actually, this is a blessing in disguise. No matter how talented he is in hand to hand combat, that boy is weak, and I can crush him any time I want. He can never surpass even a pathetic civilian who has chakra at some point. So him being that girl's lover is a good thing for the future. A trap is all it takes to kill him and break that girl, so she wouldn't get in my way of becoming Hokage." Danzo said with a nod to himself, the plan forming perfectly in his mind.
"Okay then. Have Dan create some sort of friendship with her and later kill him along with her lover in front of her to further traumatize her. That must be Dan's entire purpose." Danzo said, and the ninja just nodded, not questioning anything, just obeyed.
Danzo contemplated for a few moments after this and remembered a project he had started some time ago to increase the number of his root, then looked at Tiger for information about it.
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Later another day/
Hmm, tenketsu are nodes from which chakra can be released. The human body has 361 tenketsu, each of which is located along the chakra pathway system. Members of the Hyūga clan are uniquely able to expel chakra from any or all of their tenketsu and have created jutsus such as the Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven to specifically take advantage of that.
Tenketsu are the size of the tip of a needle, too small for even the Sharingan to see. Only the Byakugan is able to see another person's tenketsu, enabling a Byakugan-user to attack the tenketsu directly in order to block them, disrupting the flow of chakra and preventing their opponent from using chakra. The Gentle Fist style of combat is focused around doing this.
'Okay, so I can't stop chakra from flowing without a Byakugan and chakra. That means my plans to create a Chakra Blocking Martial Art is practically useless against ninjas if I created it.' I thought as I looked back at the information written in Mito's book, my frustration growing.
'I can't see tenketsu, and for every individual, they're located in different places in the body.' I thought in disappointment, rubbing my temples.
I sat with my legs crossed on the ground and rested my head on my hand, then contemplated.
'Fist of the North Star is just too gory to have the same effects as chakra blocking and paralyzing unless I mastered it to extreme and created specific moves for it which might take some time. And let's not forget that a layer of chakra around the body could stop me from using that martial art effectively unless I improve it further beyond what the anime show depicted.' I thought again and opened my eyes to look at another wooden dummy in front of me.
'I can't use the blood vessels of my opponents to make them immobile, so maybe the muscles will work?' I asked myself but shook my head immediately after a moment.
'Muscles can't do what I want. It will just cramp the area I hit and not paralyze or disrupt the chakra flow like I want.' I thought again, getting annoyed as this was taking me much more time than I had imagined.
'So no blood vessels and no muscles. Maybe the nerves?' I asked myself again, a new possibility forming.
'The nervous system is directly connected to the brain and the spinal cord. If a small external pressure affects them, then it will have a huge effect around that area of pressure.' I thought as I flipped the pages of the book until I stopped at the page where a human body's nerve pathways were drawn in detail.
'The paralyzing effect should have the same result as blocking the chakra of someone without needing to inject chakra like the Gentle Fist. Not fatal and gory like the Fist of the North Star, but still deadly enough to make my opponents immobile or cripple.' I thought with a frown, weighing the pros and cons.
'But sometimes ninjas use a chakra layer around their body to defend against physical attacks. Chakra when used around the body is like a glass wall preventing me from touching the opponent, which is a vital weakness to both my Fist of the North Star and any kind of acupuncture-like movements.' I thought with my eyes narrowed while looking at my arms, manipulating the muscles to move like a gentle wave under my skin.
'My Fist of the North Star sends a shockwave to the blood vessels in the body and then destroys them. But any experienced ninja can stop that wave with a burst of chakra inside their body and nullify it, which is quite easy for them to do, unfortunately. But that's only the case if they know the weakness of that art.' I thought as my muscles created a small momentum around my arm that, if released, could destroy a boulder to pieces easily.
'Again, let's think about waves and how they can be utilized perfectly to my advantage.' I thought while the muscles in my arms started moving weirdly, but it still didn't create the effect I wanted.
'The Adamantine Kata only lets me manipulate the surface muscles. But what if I try to control every muscle fiber in my body? What will happen to the shockwaves I send?' I thought with a smile. Then I stood up and started to train.
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A month Later/
In an empty training ground surrounded by dense, large trees, a huge boulder the size of a small house was moving up and down strangely in the center of the training ground.
"998... Huff... 999... Huff... 1000!!" I uttered as I finished my push-ups.
*Boom Thud.*
"Huff... Huff... Huff..."
I slumped to the ground tiredly the moment I put down the huge boulder on my back that weighed 3 tons. My muscles screamed, and my lungs burned for some moments before slowly recovering.
I turned around and looked at the clear blue sky for a few moments before I stood up and examined my arms carefully.
"Huff! Now let's try again." I said as my muscles started to twitch and move weirdly. Then, "Hupp!" I uttered, and after countless tries, every single muscle inside my arms started to harden for a moment like iron before they immediately turned back to normal.
Ding...
[You learned—> Tekkai]
"Finally!" I cried out as I looked at its description.
[Tekkai: Hardens the user's muscles to the level of iron, allowing them to withstand and effectively nullify any damage they might have taken from attacks. The strength of Tekkai can vary for users with different physical conditions, as a person with a higher level of muscular strength would be able to withstand stronger forces and enhance their attacks more significantly.
Note 1: Despite the increased physical density that one gains when activating this move, the user's body is still flesh and blood. Thus, its resistance to force has its limits.
Note 2: When Tekkai is active, the user is unable to move!]
"So I can't use it when I move." I said, frustrated, running my hand through my hair.
'Doesn't matter. With my adaptation, it's only a matter of time and effort.' I thought with a shake of my head and slowly started making my way back home to take a shower.
I smelled like piss.
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Later That Night/
After the dinner we had, I turned to look at my dad, who was busy reading a scroll in his hands to pass the time.
"Hey, Dad." I called.
"Hmmmm" He replied tiredly, still reading his stuff, not even looking up.
"I want to drop out of the academy." I said with my arms crossed, my voice firm.
"Ohhh my gosh! Not this again! What's up this time?! I don't remember raising a lady in this house. You whine so much! It's just a damn school, fucking deal with it!" Gintoki cried as he slammed his newspaper on the table with frustration.
"Because I'm sick of it you bastard! It's not you who deals with little kids but me! And it only wastes my time when I could be using that time for training instead. And I've already done what you guys asked me to do." I started counting on my fingers. "As a heir, I now have connections with the kids of the clan heads. You asked for a girlfriend, and now I have a fiancée. I've stretched my hands and even made some business connections with the Akimichi, Nara, and Yamanaka clan that, in the near future, I have no doubt will make the Hatake the richest clan to exist with no equal!"
He nodded for a second but immediately realized what I said and quickly locked his eyes with mine in a hurry.
"What have you done ZOMBIE?! What business?! With what money?! Please don't tell me you just wasted all that money I permitted you to use from our bank?!" My dad said frantically with some tears welling up in his eyes.
"..."
"ANSWER me you dipshit!! We are fucking poor! We have no money at all for you to spend on some moronic teenage delusion!!" He cried with spit flying everywhere.
"Chillax your stingy ass! I used no clan money on this. I invented some dishes a while ago and shared their recipes with the Akimichi clan through a legit legal contract, then hired the Nara and Yamanaka to take care of the business. Soon enough, I am sure we will be swimming in money." I said, which made my sweating father sigh in relief.
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"No lying with me, right? Swear on Arata-san's grave you ain't getting us begging for food on the streetz like we did that time, swear!" Gintoki looked at me nervously.
"Dude, believe in your own freaking son a littl–"
"Nahh I am good, just swear!"
"Sighhhh, I swear–"
"Then Mehhhh, I don't care. Just be sure not to use that money in our bank account. That's all I have left. Your pocket sucking bottomless stomach isn't going to feed itself." This fucker interrupted nonchalantly without letting me finish. But let's see who will be laughing later when the money starts rolling in.
"You invented new recipes? It has been some time since you haven't cooked for us, cupcake." My mom suddenly asked and came back to sit with us after washing the dishes, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.
"I'll cook them for you later and teach you. Just please listen to me for now." I said tiredly to my mom, who had a glint in her eyes that told me she wouldn't let this go.
"You better." My mom said with a nod to herself and a happy smile.
"Okay, so I wanted to say that..." I paused for a moment to look at their expressions, then continued. "I want to become a merchant."
"What?!" ×2
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"A merchant?! Zombie, have you ever looked at yourself?" Gintoki asked as he weirdly looked at me up and down which made me annoyed.
"Tch, piss off."
"But nahh seriously, imagine yourself having a stall and you stand there selling stuff. Just imagine. What do you think people will say?" Gintoki said.
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"Bingo! A muscle freak! That's what you are. Who in their right mind will buy things from you just after taking a glance?" Gintoki continued after seeing my contemplative expression.
"Actually, I agree with your dad this once cupcake. After training so hard, your physique has changed drastically. Not even I can tell if you are 10 or 30 years old, and I am your mom." Ayaka said with a sad expression.
"Don't be easy on the Zombie! Tell him. Tell him how his appearance always gives us nightmares when we sleep!" Gintoki pointed accusingly at me, but I just gave him a deadpan.
'I can't be that ugly, right?' I thought with a hand on my chin.
"Hey mom, do you think I am ugly?"
"Yes!!!"
*Slap!*
"Shut up Gin." My mom slapped Gintoki who immediately put a hand on his cheek with a snot running down his nose and mouth slightly open.
"Sighhh, cupcake, you aren't ugly at all, but to be honest with you, your features can sometimes be... a little intimidating." My mom said and I nodded.
"You are handsome but most won't appreciate being near you." I already know that but okay, I just wanted to hear it.
"Don't lie to him lest he believes i–AGHHHHHH!!"
*Bam! Bam! Bam!*
"You think I am lying?!! Huhhh?!!" Mom then started to beat Gintoki much to my satisfaction.
*Bam! Bam! Bam!*
And like this, today also went by with me weighing my options.
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Two weeks later In the training ground/
*Step Step Step.*
"Finally!" I cried out with sweat running down my whole body, my muscles aching from the exertion.
After training like they were on my ass for two weeks, I could now move a few small steps before Tekkai deactivated. It wasn't much, but it was progress.
'Okay, now I need to test my theory on muscles and shockwaves.' I muttered to myself while scratching my nose.
"First, I need to move my muscles as if it's a wave." I said and looked at my arms, which started to change shape weirdly, the muscles rippling under my skin like water.
"Second, move the momentum created by the muscles to my palm this time instead of the fingers." I uttered as the muscles started to move in one big wave from my shoulder down to my palm quickly, the force building like a coiled spring.
Using Psycho mode, I concentrated and focused, and immediately my current base perception hit its limits, making the world around me slow down a bit and my focus sharpen to a razor's edge.
*Swoosh.*
I ran and appeared in front of the dummy, then with my left foot I hit the ground with enough force to stop completely in front of it, dust spreading around me like a small explosion.
With my left hand turned into a fist in front of me and my right hand near my waist turned into a claw-like shape with my fingers hunched forward, I prepared myself.
Tekkai!
The moment the wave in my arms reached my palm, I used Tekkai and hardened the muscles around my hand, creating a wall-like fortress that locked the immense force inside.
*Swoosh.*
My arm blurred, aiming at the heart area of the dummy with my palm that contained the force, which I swear I could see an azure blue-colored aura emitting from it. But at the last second, I put my index and middle finger forward a little and threw the jab at the dummy's chest where its heart was supposed to be.
*Bam! Plow plow plow plow.*
The moment I hit its chest, the world around me seemed to stay still in my eyes. The force in my palm released, and ripple-like shockwaves gently spread around the air and its chest.
*Plow plow plow.*
This continued for some time, and after a few moments when the shockwaves subsided, I backed away and looked at the dummy, waiting for the effects of my move.
After a little more time passed and seeing nothing happening...
"So, what happened?" I asked in confusion while still searching for something to happen to the dummy.
I slowly approached the dummy and touched its chest area to feel for any changes, but still nothing. No indentations, no internal damage, no sign that I had done anything at all.
"Hmmmm, I think I succeeded. The whole point was recreating those two martial arts."
Ding...
[You learned —> Hashoken]
Ding...
[You learned —> Leopard Style: Nerve Attack]
"Here it is." I said with a smile.
The End.
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