area51novel Chapter 17: The Black Rasengan
Chapter 17: The Black Rasengan
"That's really unexpected." Tsunade was somewhat surprised that Fukuyo's dream was so simple and unpretentious.
She thought kids that age all dreamed of becoming Hokage.
"And you?"
Fu Heiyao looked at the group, his gaze filled with a hint of inquiry.
"My dream is to become Hokage!"
"Me too, looks like we're rivals, Minato!"
First up are the dream-chasing duo, followed by the lazy, good-for-nothing duo.
"My dream is to win every time I gamble, and then keep gambling forever."
"My dream... is to live the kind of happy life full of love that my grandma talked about."
Kushina was about to agree with the mention of the Hokage when she noticed Fushiko staring intently at her.
Seeing that Fushiko seemed very much looking forward to her dream, she told him what she wanted to say most right now.
"Lady Tsunade's dream has a very dreamy feel to it." Fu Heiya commented on Tsunade's dream without any personal grudges.
"You brat, you're not cute at all!" Tsunade instantly understood what Fukuyo meant.
Then his gaze turned to Nawaki and Minato.
"Are your dreams truly heartfelt?"
"I mean things that you genuinely want to do, like Lady Tsunade's gamble."
Rather than an idea imposed upon me.
Fu Heiyao had to admit that he hated being defined by others, and he also hated being a pre-made person.
They blindly conform to worldly opinions and abandon their own identities.
As if produced on an assembly line, he felt that it wasn't his true self, but a borrowed shell.
There's nothing to look forward to when you're with that kind of person; it's just so boring.
"Little brat, there's no need to be so respectful. If we have to talk about seniority, I'm your elder. Just call me sister."
Tsunade was not pleased with the respectful way Fushiko addressed her.
Fu Heiyao ignored her and instead looked at the three little ones, only to find them all deep in thought.
Especially Nawaki, who pondered Fukuyo's words and reflected on his own heart, constantly asking himself if he really wanted to become Hokage.
Instead of the ideas instilled in him by those old men who were always talking about becoming Hokage and reviving the Senju clan.
Watergate also fell into an unusual silence.
What, then, is a true dream?
Only Kushina remained unaffected; her dream was the most simple and unpretentious.
Or perhaps Kushina herself is not yet clear about her dream, and can only express her wishes.
"Kids, you'd better not continue talking about such profound topics," Tsunade reminded them.
"Why not?"
Fu Heiya asked in return, guessing that Tsunade might be about to instill the Will of Fire into them.
After all, the three legendary Sannin of this period seemed to be quite authoritative in terms of the Will of Fire.
"Oh no! Sister, how could you sneak a bite when we weren't looking!"
Nawaki, who was used to being tricked by Tsunade, was the first to break free from deep thought and look at the delicious food in front of him that Tsunade had almost stolen and eaten.
Fu Heiyao was stunned, then burst into laughter.
As Rope Tree made his move, everyone realized something was wrong and immediately began scrambling for the remaining grilled meat.
...........
In the years that followed, a person quietly joined the training.
Nawaki always waited for them at the school gate, and then was sent to Minato by Fukuko on the way.
The two hit it off unexpectedly, but Fukuyo felt that it was only Minato taking care of Nawaki on his own.
Yeah, the way a father takes care of his son almost made him hallucinate as Minato taking care of Naruto.
However, Nawaki does resemble Naruto somewhat in that regard, being carefree and oblivious, though it's unclear whether this is innate or acquired.
Fukuyo would also take time each day to guide Kushina in training exercises such as climbing trees and wading through water.
Kushina's performance was still unsatisfactory, and it was only after Fushiko used Rasengan to tempt her that she "got it".
That's right, Fukuko has successfully mastered the Rasengan.
After a week, Fu Heiya felt that with his chakra manipulation precision, he could try to make the Rasengan bigger.
However, after much hesitation, he gave up on this option.
There's no other reason than the amount of chakra available.
"This is the Rasengan."
A deep blue halo emanated from Fu Heiyao's palm, and countless transparent chakra vortexes spun rapidly within the energy sphere.
The chakra vortex inside the energy sphere was stable, and it hung obediently in Fukuo Obsidian's palm like a constantly rotating asteroid.
"No-seal ninjutsu, and it looks so pretty!" Kushina's mouth formed an "O" shape.
However, Fu Heiyao did not stop his actions because of this.
Under Kushina's shocked gaze, the transparent endless vortex inside the Rasengan was stained with a layer of pitch black.
This layer of ink, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, gradually spreads throughout the entire Rasengan.
The originally stable and orderly Rasengan suddenly became violent, as uncontrollable as boiling water.
Without hesitation, Fu Heiyao immediately pressed the Rasengan, which was about to turn into a black ball, into the rock wall not far away.
"Boom!"
The deafening roar was like thunder, and countless fragments of rock flew from the rock face, raising clouds of dust that obscured everything.
After the wind blew away the dust, what came into view was a large pit engraved with spiral patterns.
"So strong!"
Kushina was so shocked by the Rasengan's immense destructive power that she was speechless.
It was simply the strongest ninjutsu she had ever seen, and it didn't even require hand seals.
Kushina should have been even happier to see the Rasengan developed, but Fushiko remained silent.
He stared at the large crater in front of him, lost in thought.
"It failed. It was indeed difficult."
It wasn't because of the Rasengan; he had mastered the Rasengan very well, but at the end, he tried to add cursed power to it.
As those who have read the original work know, the Rasengan is a ninjutsu without any elemental attribute.
Adding Wind Release to it creates the Rasengan, and adding Fire Release creates Jiraiya's Gouketsu Rasengan.
Fu Heiyao had a sudden inspiration and immediately added his curse power.
Thinking of learning from the Rasengan's approach to cross the river, at least we can draw some experience for future fusion.
I never imagined that things would get out of control so suddenly, and that the process would be so rapid and uncontrollable.
"Ahem, this technique is newly developed, so it's normal for it to have some flaws."
Fu Heiya coughed to cover his embarrassment.
"And don't learn that one from before; that's for later development. Learn the finished product first."
As he spoke, Fukuyo rolled out another azure ball and demonstrated it to Kushina.
"Your ninjutsu talent isn't very good. This technique doesn't require much skill. In the future, when you encounter an enemy, just use the Rasengan to hit them on the head."
"So, this is a ninjutsu you developed specifically for me?"
When she heard that this was a newly developed technique, Kushina was stunned, as if she had been electrocuted.
She recalled the time when Fukuyo taught her a ninjutsu in the hospital.
Kushina thought it was just a random ninjutsu; her boldest idea was that Fushiko would teach her Lightning Release, which could electrify people.
Kushina never expected that Fushiko would develop a ninjutsu specifically for her.
In that instant, she thought of all the hardships Fu Heiyao had endured during this time, and it all seemed to be equated with this work of art, the "crystal ball."
Without a doubt, this is an impeccable gift.
Even the most oblivious and clumsy girl was moved by it; Kushina felt as if she had sand in her eyes.
"You're so tight-lipped, you don't let anything slip by, and you still love to show off."
Kushina lowered her head slightly, her tone carrying a hint of reproach and heartache.
"What happened!?"
Just as Kushina was secretly dropping the small pearl, Nawaki, who had been attracted by the loud noise, walked over in confusion.
Just as she finished gathering her emotions and was about to say something, Kushina's charming blush, like a rose petal, instantly turned into a scalding heat, like molten iron.
It's hardened; its fists have hardened.
The vibrant red hair was lifted up by an invisible force, floating in the air as if burning like flames.