Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

"Well"

Of the two, Nawaki, whose physique was slightly superior, was the first to wake up. Uchiha Gin, who was cleaning his scalpel, glanced at him and said indifferently,

"Your surgeries were very successful. Do you feel any discomfort?"

"Is it all changed yet?"

Rope Tree blinked in surprise. He felt no discomfort in his eyes at all; they seemed perfectly suited to him, as if he had been fitted with his mother's own eyes.

But since he's already been equipped with it, let him test the power of this legendary eye!

"Amatiras!"

Nawaki simply placed one hand on his face, striking what he thought was a cool, chuunibyou pose, and glared fiercely at the thin air beside him.

"You taught me this?"

Seeing this standard pose, Uchiha Gin looked at Senju Hisa, who was covering her forehead, with a strange expression.
"It must have been Tsunade who told Nawaki the Uchiha little story that her older brother made up."

Senju Hisama said with a sigh,

To lull his granddaughter to sleep, Hashirama Senju often told Tsunade stories about himself and the Uchiha clan, including glimpses of Izuna Uchiha's chuunibyou (delusional) tendencies.

"That's it? That's all the Sharingan is?"

Since he didn't see the black flames from the stories he heard as a child, Rope Tree couldn't help but pout in disappointment.
"Aunt, you're right, the Sharingan is indeed lung fog."

"."

"Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint~"

Seeing the dangerous glint in Uchiha Gin's eyes, Senju Hisami chuckled, her face full of embarrassment.

"You bastard, you're just criticizing the cook after you've had your fill."

Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes and reached out to wake Fugaku, who was still fast asleep beside him.
"Uncle, was the surgery successful? I can't feel anything up there."

Upon waking, Fugaku blinked hard, carefully examining his eyes before realizing that they were exactly the same as before.
On the contrary, there is a slight pain down there.

"The operation was successful."

Nodding slightly, Uchiha Gin, amidst the two's questioning gazes, pointed to the trash can beside him.
"It's cut beautifully, would you like to take a look?"

"Huh?"*2
The two, belatedly realizing what was happening, stood around the trash can for a long time, carefully examining it before finally recognizing it…

"Idiot Rope Tree."

"fart!"

Soon, the two realized what was happening and started a childish competition. Driven by some strange competitive spirit, they began arguing over ownership and almost came to blows.
"Sigh~ Kids these days are so competitive, unlike me when I was a kid, I was so humble."

Seeing this, Uchiha Gin sighed and shook his head. Senju Hisami, standing to the side, pursed her lips upon hearing this. Recalling the details of their interactions over the years, she had a thousand unspeakable complaints swirling in her mind.
humble?
Do you deserve it?
How could you have the nerve to say those two words?

"Alright, if you really want to compete, why don't you all participate in my week-long special training?"

Seeing that the two children's quarrel was disrupting the order in the small business, Uchiha Gin had no choice but to step in and break up their argument.
And amidst their puzzled gazes, the details of Senju Hisama's test were revealed.
"A-rank ninjutsu, huh?"

Nawaki clenched his fists, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit. In order to truly bring his "Poop-Gathering Technique" to fruition, he had to pass Senju Hisama's test.

"A-rank ninjutsu? Heh~ Things are getting interesting."

After hearing the details, Fugaku also showed an eager expression, rubbing his hands together and giving Nawaki a provocative look.

"Idiot Rope Tree, wanna have a match?"

"Hmph~ Bring it on!"

Surprised by the two kids' strong competitive spirit, Uchiha Gin nodded in satisfaction. He liked children as positive and motivated as himself.

"Then I'll add another reward: the first person to successfully cultivate will receive a permanent opportunity for local multiplication."

To motivate the two, Uchiha Gin immediately went all out, determined to unleash his long-sealed secret technique.
It's worth noting that the last person to benefit from this technique was Hiruzen Sarutobi.

As soon as Uchiha Gin finished speaking, the two of them stood up abruptly, their eyes sharpening instantly.
"Grandpa/Uncle, let's begin our training!"

"Uh, you just had surgery, you should rest a bit to prevent the wound from reopening."

Looking at the two impatient little ones, Uchiha Gin scratched his head.

Although his medical skills were superb and the wound incision was perfect, even a bloodline ninja with extremely strong self-healing abilities would need to rest for a while after surgery on such a sensitive area.

"No!"

Unexpectedly, his kind words had little effect; the two of them shook their heads in unison, their little faces filled with determination.

Let me state upfront that their enthusiasm stems solely from their yearning for A-rank ninjutsu, and has absolutely nothing to do with any kind of permanent, localized growth or expansion.

"Alright then, you guys go to the usual spot in the training ground and wait for me while I go prepare some supplies."

Seeing this, Uchiha Gin stopped insisting, nodded in agreement, and let the two go first.
“Whoosh!~”

Before the words were even finished, the two of them had already taken off one after another, rushing out of the shop.

"careful!"

Seeing this, Uchiha Gin quickly tried to warn him, but it was too late.
"Hiss~"

"Hiss~"

Two barely perceptible tearing sounds rang out one after the other. Nawaki and Fugaku, who had just started walking, froze, their faces turning from red to green and finally ashen.
"Sigh, I told you guys to rest for a while, and now look what happened, the line crashed, didn't it?"

Looking at the two little ones, their faces covered in cold sweat, clutching their groins and trembling, Uchiha Gin shook his head with a look of utter disappointment.
"It's nothing, just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

The excruciating pain did not defeat the two fiercely competitive individuals. Despite their bleeding wounds, they still replied in trembling voices.

As they spoke, the two resumed their steps, limping slowly away towards the training ground.

“Are they really okay?”

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Senju Hisami frowned with some worry.
"You should be glad they're still innocent kids, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as just a breakdown."

Uchiha Gin shook his head and said seriously,

But just in case, he'd better remove the harem technique from his elective ninjutsu course for now; he didn't want to be constantly mending and patching things up for the two of them.

"Young Master Fugaku, Mr. Nawaki!"

Mikoto, who was squatting at the shop entrance, sulking with her face propped up on her hand, immediately went up to Fugaku and his companion excitedly when she saw them walking out side by side. Her big, watery eyes darted back and forth between their faces, the look of confusion in her eyes growing stronger.

"Didn't you get new eyes?"

"No, my aunt changed the rules. I'm going to train in A-rank ninjutsu now."

Upon seeing his goddess, Nawaki forced himself to stay calm, hiding his hand behind his back while clutching his wound, and began to speak eloquently, feigning nonchalance.

"A-rank ninjutsu! Nawaki-kun, you...!" Hearing the goddess's surprised praise, Nawaki almost couldn't suppress his smile. Just as he was about to show off again, he saw Mikoto and the Hyuga brothers, who had just surrounded him, quickly retreat, creating a considerable distance between them.

"What's wrong with you?"

Nawaki looked at the three terrified men with a puzzled expression, only to see the Hyuga brothers raise their hands with sympathy.

“Rope Tree,…”

"Uh"

Following the direction the other person pointed, all that came into view was crimson. His wound had somehow become a gruesome mess, making his entire buttocks resemble a monkey's.

"idiot."

Just as he was bewildered, he heard Fugaku's mocking voice.

"How come you're alright too?"

Nawaki turned his head and saw that Fugaku, who should have been covered in blood like him at Kun's Nest, was standing there as if nothing had happened.

"Knowing the wound was torn open, you still dared to move around. You're really something."

With a look of deep respect, Fugaku gave Nawaki a thumbs-up.
Only a man of such extraordinary courage is qualified to be his lifelong rival.
"Meiqin, go back and tell Elder Lü that I will be following my eldest cousin to cultivate these next few days, so I will not be attending the upcoming clan gathering."

Training in A-rank ninjutsu is crucial for Kunda, so Fugaku naturally prioritizes its importance. As for clan gatherings, those can wait.

"Yes, young master Fugaku, please be careful and don't end up like Nawaki-kun."

Mikoto nodded obediently, the worry in her eyes clearly visible.

"Don't worry, I'm not like this idiot. I know what I'm doing."

Fugaku nodded proudly, waved his hand at the group, took a step forward, and turned around sharply, trying to leave Mikoto with a cool silhouette.
"Hiss~"

The movement was too big, and it got pulled.

"..."

A few seconds later, Mikoto, the only woman in the room, broke the silence and earnestly suggested to the two blushing women,

"Young Master Fugaku, why don't you go home and change your pants first?"

……

An hour later, Fugaku and Nawaki, having changed their trousers, arrived at the designated location one after the other.
The moment they met, a piercing glare flashed in their eyes, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Admit defeat, you idiot Nawaki. When it comes to mastering ninjutsu, you are no match for the Sharingan."

Since Uchiha Gin had not yet arrived, Fugaku seized the opportunity to launch a verbal attack, attempting to demoralize Nawaki.

"Hmph! Mastering ninjutsu isn't something you can achieve with just your eyes; you also need a strong body. With your frail appearance, you'll probably collapse after only a few moves!"

Although Nawaki was straightforward, he wasn't stupid; he clearly understood the key elements of mastering ninjutsu.

The most important thing is to have a strong physique.

"Stupid Qing!"

"A man with kidney deficiency!"

Just as the two were exchanging their usual banter, Uchiha Gin arrived late, carrying a bag in his hand.

"You came quickly. Is your wound infected?"

Looking at the two men, their faces red and pale, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow curiously. He remembered that their wounds had reopened severely when they left.
"It's all set!" *2
The two replied in unison, giving each other a defiant glare as they spoke.
"It's okay."

Uchiha Gin nodded upon hearing this.

The two little ones, after all, possessed the bloodlines of the Six Paths, so these kinds of wounds could indeed heal with just a little rest.
"Then let's begin our cultivation now."

Seeing the two eager-to-try individuals, Uchiha Gin stroked his chin, then raised his hands and crossed them into a hand seal.

"Bang!~"

As a plume of white smoke rose, another Uchiha Gin, picking his nose, appeared out of thin air.
【Shadow Clone Technique】

To ensure fairness, teaching will be conducted simultaneously.
"I'm leaving Fugaku to you."

After giving the clone, who looked completely listless, some instructions, Uchiha Gin, carrying a takeout bag decorated with the Snow King, gestured for Nawaki to follow.

"Grandpa Gin, what kind of ninjutsu are you going to teach me?"

Following behind him, Rope Tree asked curiously,

"You know the rules set by that white-haired guy; ordinary A-rank ninjutsu would never pass the test."

Uchiha Gin, walking ahead, yawned, looking listless and exhausted.

Hearing this, Rope Tree's face fell. His aunt was clearly trying to make things difficult for him, to make him completely give up the idea of ​​cultivating the Papa Escape Technique.

"So I'm going to teach you an awesome, killer move."

Turning his head to glance at the grief-stricken Nawaki, Uchiha Gin spoke again.
"really!?"

When has Grandpa Yin ever lied to you?

Upon hearing this, Rope Tree blinked and tried to search his memory.
He suddenly realized that Gin Uchiha seemed to be right. Although this old man Gin had a somewhat wicked sense of humor and often played pranks on him, he had never lied to him on serious matters.

"Please teach me, Grandpa!"

"Very good, very energetic!"

Seeing the rope tree bowing in reverence, Uchiha Gin smiled with satisfaction. Then, in front of the tree, he opened the takeout bag in his hand and took out the latest product that Honey Ice Cream was promoting.
"These are tools to assist your cultivation."

Shaking the strawberry milkshake in his hand, Uchiha Gin spouted nonsense with a straight face.

"Can this be used as a cultivation tool?"

Rope Tree, of course, didn't believe it at all. What kind of decent person would use a strawberry milkshake for spiritual practice? He wasn't some popular livestreamer who gained attention by eating.

"Don't underestimate it. To perfectly blend all the ingredients in a strawberry shake milkshake is a very meticulous skill. It takes at least ten years of practice to achieve this."

Seeing Nawaki's disbelieving look, Uchiha Gin picked up a milkshake topped with strawberry jam, placed it in his palm, and, under the other's questioning gaze, slightly curled his outstretched fingers.
"Buzz!"

A sharp whistling sound suddenly rang out, and the doubt in Rope Tree's eyes quickly turned into deep astonishment.

"This is."

The distinct red and white milkshakes were quickly blended together under the force of a blue whirlwind.
A few seconds later, the sound of the wind gradually stopped, and Rope Tree stared intently, his astonishment deepening.
The pure white milkshake lacked the delicate pink of strawberries, but upon closer inspection, a faint hint of pink could be seen in every strand of milkshake.

This milkshake can only be described as perfect!

"See that? This is the brand new ultimate technique I'm going to teach you. Master it, and you'll be the king of the Honey Ice City Milkshake world!" (End of Chapter)