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Chapter 72: The Will of Fire and My Excessive Love
Chapter 72: The Will of Fire and My Excessive Love
After a chaotic morning, Koutarou Senchu stood sullenly at the dining table, eating his breakfast. His parents’ combined punishment had left his bottom sore, but he was still unwilling to accept it, muttering about "really seeing it."
Lu Ke patted his younger brother’s shoulder with a serious expression.
"If Father says there are no ghosts, Mother says there are no ghosts, and your elder brother also says there are no ghosts, then there are definitely no ghosts. Arguing and being stubborn will only get you more beatings."
"It’s not like that at all, I really saw the broom move!"
"Then you must have been seeing things."
"You’re all just being dictatorial! Do kids have no rights at all!?"
The situation had escalated from a simple ghost story to Koutarou’s rebellion against his place in the family.
He climbed onto a chair, trying to make up for the height difference between him and the adults, but even with the chair, he still couldn’t match his unscrupulous elder brother. He finally gave up, hanging his head in defeat.
After dealing with the little brat, Lu Ke returned to his room, locked the door, and added a rule to his transformation data—when transforming into inanimate objects, sensory abilities are lost.
This time, he had been careless. Fortunately, it was just a gullible kid who saw him. Next time, he must be more careful!
Lu Ke reflected on his mistake and continued his experiments.
The tests with inanimate objects were nearly complete. Next, he planned to experiment with animals and humans.
At first, all his attempts to transform into animals failed, which puzzled him. Then he realized he needed to analyze the target with his transformation skill before the transformation could work. Previous sightings alone were not enough.
With this realization, he opened the door and called out, trying to lure his brother over.
"Koutarou, come here, I have something good for you."
"I don’t believe you!"
"Suit yourself!"
"..."
Such a simple rejection clearly went against his unscrupulous elder brother’s character, and Koutarou wavered.
Maybe this time it’s not a trick!
A few seconds later, the sound of small footsteps approached, and a hesitant little face appeared at the door.
Lu Ke pulled him in and, while the boy fidgeted and looked expectantly, he analyzed him. Then, he held up a candy.
"Thank you, Brother!"
Koutarou’s face lit up with a smile.
"You’re welcome!"
Lu Ke’s face also broke into a smile. He ate the candy in front of the child, then pushed him out of the room, slamming and locking the door behind him.
Koutarou: …
Listening to his brother’s distant cries, Lu Ke shook his head. Kids are so fragile; how will they survive in the real world?
But in a way, this was his way of teaching his brother a lesson.
People are unpredictable; anyone can deceive you, even the ones closest to you!
After completing the analysis, he tried transforming into Koutarou and succeeded on the first attempt. A flash of white light later, a six-year-old boy with a serious face appeared.
Lu Ke closed his eyes to feel the strength of his new body. It was slightly weaker, but overall, there wasn’t much change, which was expected.
Just as he was thinking, a strange feeling washed over him.
"No way?"
He suddenly discovered he had four new, questionable "skills"—"Playing with Mud," "Whining," "Tattling," and "Blaming Others."
Now, Lu Ke knew the exact ratio of urine to mud for the best sculpting, how to act cute to get the most attention from family, how to tattle to get parents to take notice, and how to pin the blame on his elder brother.
This is Qianchuan Guang's "Skill."
Considering these skills were essentially useless and his knowledge was only at a child's level, it was hard to say they weren't just filler.
According to Ditto Luk's memories, when he transformed into other Pokemon, he should have had access to all their skills. However, in the Naruto world, it seemed to have changed, limiting him to four fixed skill slots.
Luk thoughtfully took out a pen and paper, jotting down the knowledge in his head, then reverted to his original form.
The knowledge related to the skills naturally disappeared from his mind, but the information he had written down remained.
Luk looked at the paper before him, his eyes brightening.
The process of analyzing transformations was spontaneous, so Luk hadn't noticed a crucial point: when he transformed, he not only gained the skills but also understood and mastered them during the transformation.
In other words, with his transformation ability, he could steal everyone's jutsu without anyone noticing!
"This is going to be huge."
Luk was overjoyed, forgetting everything else, and rushed out the door.
His mother, seeing him hurry off, asked with concern, "What's going on?"
"Oh, nothing. I suddenly have a strong desire to learn the Will of Fire! I want to listen to the Third Hokage's teachings."
Hearing this, his mother couldn't help but smile, "You've never been this enthusiastic about improvement before."
"I am, I really am! I want to improve so much!"
Luk gave his mother a sincere, heartfelt smile that could make anyone tear up.
In the past, he wasn't just unenthusiastic; he outright scoffed at the Will of Fire. He just didn't show it in front of his parents, who had grown up with these ideals.
But times have changed. Now, Luk suddenly found the Will of Fire appealing.
It was the words of the God of Shinobi, a philosophy of selfless dedication. How could anyone say it was wrong? He admired this spirit of self-sacrifice and enlightenment for others!
The Will of Root was also great, the protection of the nameless being a higher form of greatness. He had wronged Danzo in the past and now wished to meet him.
And the Will of Akatsuki, Madara's Will, the Will of the Otsutsuki—these were all top-notch... wills.
Luk rushed out, only to realize halfway that he might not see the Third Hokage anytime soon.
As the village's Hokage, the Third spent most of his time in the Hokage Tower, dealing with paperwork and official duties.
He wasn't completely isolated, often making appearances and walking around the village.
Hokages are people too, with their own lives. They can't be perpetually on edge, and the Third Hokage needed to maintain a good relationship with the villagers, occasionally meeting the next generation and promoting the Will of Fire.
But aside from major festivals where the Hokage was required to appear, encountering the Third Hokage was largely a matter of luck.
Luk shook his head in disappointment. Well, if he couldn't see the Third Hokage, a jutsu master, then maybe he could meet Kakashi as a substitute.
After all, Kakashi was his best friend and a top-tier ninja. Meeting him would be easy, and the difficulty of accessing his skills was minimal.
Kakashi, the future famous Copy Ninja, had a vast arsenal of jutsu. He wouldn't disappoint.
Luk turned and walked confidently toward the Hatake residence.
Kakashi, are your jutsu reserves still sufficient?
(End of Chapter)
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