Civilian Naruto: Becoming invincible from the Eight Gates

"Tiantian, I'm your teacher, you don't need to think so much."

"And the important thing is that these things are not difficult for teachers, but part of my practice."

Compared to his neighbor who sacrificed his entire clan, young and old, and even planned to sacrifice himself in order to raise his younger brother, he can't be considered a spoiled child.

"no."

Tiantian retorted: "The teacher is very good. It's the teacher's ability. I can't think like that."

She looked up at Suzumiya Musashi: "I want to be like Karin."

"Practice hard and be someone who can help the teacher."

"In the previous battle, Karin was able to help you, but I couldn't."

"Even if it was a summoned ninja beast, it was only because the distance happened to be close enough."

"Teacher, from today on, I will never be lazy again!"

"I will definitely try my best to become the strongest female kunoichi!"

"This might help you!"

Suzumiya Musashi was deeply moved.

"Okay, it's great that you have this intention. The teacher is very pleased."

"When it comes to cultivation, you should proceed step by step. Don't rush it."

Tiantian nodded and said, "I understand, teacher."

Suzumiya Musashi: "By the way, what were you looking at just now? Can you show it to the teacher?"

My face turns red every day.

After a while, she slowly took out the notebook from her arms, handed it to Suzumiya Musashi, and whispered, "Nothing, just some random stuff."

Suzumiya Musashi took the notes.

After opening it, I found that it contained some experience in practicing the casting and removal of Dharma seals, as well as a large number of experimental records.

It should be something left behind by the supervisor with glasses when the base was being cleaned up.

The content is scattered, like a diary, and is not comprehensive.

Seeing these things, Suzumiya Musashi was thoughtful. It was self-evident why Tiantian paid attention to these contents.

He didn't intend to expose the girl's thoughts. He threw the notebook to Tiantian and muttered, "What a mess.

"No serious person can keep a diary."

"Tiantian, just look at these messy things and don't worry too much about them."

Tiantian took it as if nothing had happened and responded, "Yeah, I see."

Suzumiya Musashi left with a smile.

He didn't pay much attention to the little girl's thoughts on studying the seal.

Things that make him happy, and the other person's attitude of practicing seriously and wanting to help him.

It gave him a sense of happiness that his child had grown up.

It’s like a daughter who is still saving her New Year’s money suddenly starts saving money for her father’s retirement.

Walking on the road, Suzumiya Musashi's mouth curled up, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Well, although there are many psychic beasts on the island and their strength is quite good, they are still a bit ordinary.

The ninja world is so dangerous, these alone are not enough.

I'll get a better one for the kids someday!

-

In the next few days, Suzumiya Musashi's training still made no progress.

Even though I kept telling myself in my heart, "Just do what you should do," I couldn't help but feel anxious.

Just because.

The power of immortal arts is rare, and its power level is not inferior to the power of the Otsutsuki Six Paths.

If you sense this level and cannot get over it, there will be no way you can learn the orthodox magic of the Wet Bone Forest.

If this is true, what should I do?

Should he focus on Taijutsu and the Eight Gates? Or should he seek a training method like that at Myōboku Mountain and become a demigod?

Half-immortal, that really doesn’t sound very nice.

-

One day, when Suzumiya Musashi finished his training for the day and returned to his residence, Bai came to greet him.

"Musashi-senpai."

"It's Bai, what's wrong?" Suzumiya Musashi said with all his strength.

Bai Dao: "Last time you asked me to help you sew some loose clothes. Now that they are done, take a look and see if they fit you."

As he said this, he handed the folded clothes in his hand to Suzumiya Musashi.

The latter looked at the clothes in front of him, but was a little dazed.

"Musashi-senpai?" Bai asked in confusion; "What's wrong? Try it to see if it fits?"

"Oh oh." Suzumiya Musashi finally came back to his senses.

He reached out to take the clothes and slowly spread them out in front of him.

The familiar orange color is what you see.

The high-quality fabric, which is both elastic and flexible, is made into a loose sleeveless style with a dark blue lining that can be added or removed according to the weather.

"Bai, no need to try, I think it's fine."

After staring at the clothes for a while, Suzumiya Musashi put them away and left. Shiro was left alone looking at his back, deep in thought.

Musashi-senpai's youth...seems a bit dim~

In the bedroom.

Suzumiya Musashi changed his clothes and looked at himself in the mirror.

The orange training uniform - or martial arts uniform - was already being put on, with the loose fabric tied tightly around the waist with a belt.

He watched quietly.

This image is so familiar.

The reason why Bai was asked to make this piece of clothing was because the slug wanted him to wear loose clothes to facilitate his perception of natural energy and future practice of immortal arts.

On the other hand, it is also a kind of nostalgia and fantasy in his heart.

It is his spiritual encouragement to himself.

With your own hands.

Through hard practice, step by step, you can achieve your goals.

No matter what kind of enemies lie ahead, no matter what difficulties there are on the road, he just wants to do his best and have a clear conscience.

"I've been feeling a little anxious lately~" Suzumiya Musashi murmured.

During this period, he cared too much about gains and losses.

In the past, when he practiced the Eight Gates and Sealing Technique, the difficulty he encountered was just a lack of talent. A genius would need one day, but he would need ten days. But in terms of the perception of natural energy, it was the difference between having and not having.

After a long period of no progress, his mentality became somewhat unbalanced.

"Practice."

"Practice."

"After all, it's just practice."

"If I get it, I'm lucky. If I don't, what can I do?"

"I'm still me."

Suzumiya Musashi looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

The dejection and depression slowly disappeared, and his eyes regained their former brilliance.

"Practice well."

"Doing good deeds without asking for reward."

"Youth never fades, and practice never stops."

"A depressed will is not worthy of this martial arts uniform!"...

...

The next day, Uzumaki Karin and others were surprised to find that Suzumiya Musashi, who had been in a bad state for some time, had regained his spirit.

With neat short hair and simple and fresh martial arts uniform, he exudes a confident and comfortable temperament.

"Karin, does my brother look handsome in this outfit?"

Uzumaki Karin raised an eyebrow.

Now that Suzumiya Musashi has recovered, she no longer speaks to him in a considerate manner as before, but directly expresses her thoughts.

"…Not as good as a windbreaker."

"You have no taste." Suzumiya Musashi looked at Tenten: "Tenten, what do you think of the teacher's new look?"

"handsome!"

Tiantian nodded vigorously: "So handsome!"

Suzumiya Musashi: "Look at Tenten, what a vision."

Uzumaki Karin: "(?_?)"