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Chapter 5: Brotherhood in the Naruto World is a Concept
Chapter 5: Brotherhood in the Naruto World is a Concept
Kakashi was visibly moved. He knew very well how slow Luk’s chakra refinement was—practically at a snail’s pace.
He never expected that despite his poor natural talent, Luk managed to increase his chakra reserves to nearly the maximum potential through sheer perseverance.
Especially considering the significant amount of time and effort he had to spend on his family’s work.
Such determination was rare, and among the people he knew, only Might Guy could match it.
Kakashi’s tone softened, “Why do you want to learn the Shadow Clone Jutsu?”
“I want to create a shadow clone to help me forge iron.”
Kakashi was speechless. He had never heard such an absurd reason.
Seeing Kakashi’s skeptical expression, Luk’s face darkened.
“My younger brother is about to reach the age to enroll in the Ninja Academy. The registration fees are a significant expense, and the subsequent costs are no small matter either… So I thought having an extra pair of hands to help would be useful.”
“Didn’t you make a lot of money before? Isn’t that enough?”
Kakashi was puzzled. The Chisena Ironworks should have earned a decent amount, enough to cover a child’s education at the Ninja Academy, if not make the family wealthy.
Luk’s voice became slightly hoarse, “My father is getting older, and you don’t know how hard blacksmithing is on the body. Yesterday, the Ninja Academy started, and the order volume was too high. He… he injured his back.”
Kakashi’s eyes dropped at the mention of “father,” and he subtly turned away. He couldn’t bear to hear those words.
Seeing Kakashi’s reaction, Luk pressed on, his words heartfelt.
“Even though he says he’s fine, I can tell he’s just being strong. Men his age will always bear their pain silently, not wanting to burden their families.”
“It’s not just him. My mother is getting older too. At her age, all sorts of health issues can arise. For their sake, I need to save money in case of emergencies. There’s never enough money when you need it.”
These words brought back memories for Kakashi, of his father’s death.
That day, he sat by his father’s body, feeling too drained to even cry. The villagers, fearing association, stayed away, but Luk came to visit.
He offered no comfort or advice, only silent companionship.
Kakashi, in the throes of sudden tragedy, had many questions.
He couldn’t understand why his father had taken his own life over mere rumors. He couldn’t understand why the villagers called his father a coward, even though his mission had failed and caused losses, but what about his countless achievements?
The title White Fang of Konoha was earned through one battle after another. His father had saved countless comrades and won many battles. How could all that be ignored?
It wasn’t until it was time to leave that Luk spoke, saying only one thing.
“In the world of ninjas, those who do not follow rules and regulations are called trash. But those who do not cherish their comrades are even lower than trash.”
These words perfectly captured the complex emotions of confusion and frustration Kakashi felt at the time. It was this moment that solidified their friendship from acquaintances to close friends.
Kakashi’s voice was a bit raspy, “When the Shadow Clone Jutsu is dispelled, the pain and fatigue experienced by the clone will return to the original body.”
More accurately, the experiences and memories of the clone are returned, which can be a powerful tool for rapid learning and training. If used well, it can be a significant advantage.
Luk sighed, “I just want to earn more while I’m young and strong. I’m an adult now, and it’s time for me to take on the family’s responsibilities. Once my brother graduates and becomes a ninja, things will naturally get better.”
As they spoke, Luk was moved by the genuine emotion in his words.
Kakashi slowly shook his head, "No need for that. If you're short on cash, I can cover you."
The Uchiha clan was a famous and powerful family in the Leaf Village. White Fang's legacy even surpassed the Sannin, and if not for the Uchiha's dwindling population, they would be the backbone of the village.
As the sole heir of the Uchiha clan, Kakashi certainly wasn't short on cash.
Enough, the performance was over.
Luk's mind suddenly filled with these words, unsure of what to say, this was a path he had never imagined.
A good friend suddenly played the dominant role, planning to solve problems from the root.
He managed a faint smile, shaking his head firmly, "How can I take your money? We are friends, and I don't want money to ruin our relationship."
This so-called self-reliant hero who always relies on the small white flower heroine's lines was silently mocking in his mind.
He couldn't understand why things had developed this way, feeling his goosebumps rising.
This development is different from what he had envisioned!
Could it be that the world of the Hokage is a place where all brotherhood gradually solidifies?
"Since we are friends, a little money can't ruin our relationship."
Kakashi spoke earnestly, adding, "And the village doesn't allow private teaching of jutsu. If you want to teach jutsu, it must be in a teacher-student relationship, and it needs to be reported to the higher-ups."
What a load of nonsense, in anime, everything is taught randomly!
Considering the parallel worlds and the chaotic possibilities of quantum mechanics, plus the general public's lack of understanding of jutsu regulations, Luk didn't argue but asked with a glint of hope.
"Are there any exceptions?"
"That jutsu belongs to you or your clan."
The creator of the Shadow clone jutsu, the Senju Tsukino, died decades ago. Now it's a public jutsu of the village, usually given as a reward after completing a significant mission.
As he spoke, Kakashi suddenly glanced elsewhere, and Luk also sensed someone approaching, intentionally delaying his reaction to show a casual look over Kakashi's shoulder.
Two masked figures silently appeared beside Kakashi.
One of them spoke, "Captain, there's a mission."
The Anbu, directly commanded by the Third Hokage, was a special jutsu squad. Those who entered the Anbu started as chunin and the lowest rank of the squad leader was jounin.
"Go."
Kakashi didn't waste words, simply responding and before leaving, he took something from his pocket and threw it to Luk. Then, the three of them formed hand seals and disappeared without a trace.
That was a body flicker jutsu, how convenient.
Luk was stunned for a moment, looking at the item in his hand. It was a small brown bag, which Kakashi had given him.
This... is fine, at least a bit of gain, see what Kakashi blew up.
Luk opened his wallet, counting the silver notes, a total of five million ryo.
He took a deep breath, his hand slightly trembling as he counted again.
Indeed, it was five million ryo.
Kakashi's kill rate was a bit too high, wasn't it?
Luk tried to suppress his curling lips, solemnly declaring that Kakashi would always be his close friend and brother.
That kind of thing!
(End of Chapter)
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