8 8 Improvement

Konoha.

The weather was clear, and blue sky with hardly any clouds to obstruct the sun from spreading it's rays.

At Konoha Hospital,

In a room filled with a lot of people donned in white coats, a blonde haired little girl was the center of attention.

Tsunade with a focused face had her eyes on the coffee glass on the table before her, her hands around it, the coffee in the glass shaking.

Soon the change occurred, miraculously the milk in the coffee separating, white and brown liquid separated in the glass.

This was one of the basic skill that every medical shinobi had to learn, it's most common use to remove poison from the body.

"As expected, she truly lives up to her surname"

"Hard to believe she's just 6 years old"

Yeah, what superb chakra control"

The veteran medical shinobi in the room couldn't help but praising Tsunade, although it was just a basic skill, learning it at such a tender age was astonishing.

"Hmph! Too easy"

Said Tsunade with a haughty expression, hands crossed on her chest like it was a big deal, though the sweat drops on her forehead explaining she was really careful.

"Hehehe"

Seeing her acting tough, everyone in the room laughed inwardly, doting eyes on the granddaughter of First Hokage.

At the same time,

"Phew! Thankfully it worked and the glass didn't break"

Sitting in his room, Naoki let out a relieved breath, wiping the sweat on his forehead, eyes on the fine glass before him, white and brown liquid separated in it.

It's been a week since he went with his sister to the Yakiniku, his schedule returning to usual.

Today he finally entered the practice stage, carefully seperating the milk from the coffee, knowing the plot had a lot of advantages, at least at the start he didn't need a mentor to guide him in medical ninjutsu.

Necessary theoretical knowledge and plot knowledge was all that was needed, a clear path before him, just needed to walk on it, with time he'll cross it.

Naoki had to admit his chakra control was truly divine, he succeeded at the first try, he was ready to break a few glasses during the experiment and get nagged by his mother, thankfully it didn't happen.

"Yosh!! time to try it a few more times and then move on to the next step"

Said Naoki passionately, continuing his training, this was just the start, he had to keep working hard.

Naoki was looking foward to his transformation in next two years, physical training, ninjutsu training and theoretical knowledge, he was being disciplined in every aspect, very hard for a 6 year old.

When the time comes for the evaluation of third hokage, even without revealing much he had confidence of being selected.

Time passed, every morning Naoki went to academy, during the break at the library, after the academy spending a few hours in training ground, back home in his room focusing his chakra on a motionless fish.

Just like this a year passed and Naoki had turned 7, today just like last year he was invited to a gathering, his older brother graduating this year.

Naoki who had reached a height of 130 cm arrived outside the Yakiniku, short spiked up brown hair, Koji next to him with the konoha headband coiled around his arm.

Clink!!

Koji pushed open the door, Naoki following him as the former spotted his squad present already, Naoki this year arriving on time with his brother.

"Koji!! This way!!"

Koji's squad seemed to have spotted him, as one of them without any social discomfort stood up and waved at him, watermelon head and green tights with a red scarff around his neck, a smile on his face, big white teeth gleaming.

"....."

*Sigh*

A speechless look appeared on the face of Koji, not knowing what to say, just shaking his head and going towards him.

"Might Dai...

Muttered Naoki, recognizing his identity immediately, the iconic smile, watermelon head, green tights, all pointing at his identity.

Soon the get to know started, Naoki introducing himself and also learning the identity of other two in his brother squad.

Hyuga Masako, white pale eyes, long black hair, the konoha headband completely covering her forehead.

Jonin Instructor, Shimura Gen, around in his early thirties, black hair and one eyed, a slash mark on right eye, having lost it in a battle.

Knowing the name of the instructor, Naoki's brows wrinkled a little.

Gen despite his kinda fierce look was quite polite and welcoming, laughing and talking, treating everyone to there stomachs fill.

"Amazing!"

Just like last year, Naoki wasn't polite at all, this time eating even more, astonishing his brother and the squad, all having the same question as last year while looking at his small stomach, where was that food going.

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