[You exchanged medical insights with Dr. Kureha. Traditional Medicine +15]
[You studied Kureha's medical library. Traditional Medicine skill evolved into Medical Arts, proficiency +12]
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The next ten days passed in a disciplined, methodical routine for Genkei.
Each morning began with a restorative tonic, followed by generous servings of sea king meat and intense cultivation of the Vitality Art—right up to his physical limits.
Come afternoon, he would dive into Kureha's vast collection of medical texts, dedicating time daily to discuss and debate medical theories with her. He also carved out an hour or two each day to transcribe his own memory-stored Chinese medical texts for her.
This rhythm—diligent and nourishing—allowed his body and mind to strengthen at incredible speeds.
In what felt like the blink of an eye, ten days flew by.
"Phew…"
Chiri finished her final set of Vitality Art exercises and exhaled deeply. Her entire being pulsed with energy—light, strong, unburdened.
She could feel it:
Her body had fully returned to peak condition.
"I feel it. I'm completely healed," she said, turning toward Genkei and Kureha.
"Oh? Let's take a look."
Kureha closed her book. Genkei paused his own training.
The two of them quickly performed a thorough examination.
Moments later, both nodded in confirmation.
"Mmh. Physically, you're fully restored," Kureha agreed. "And thanks to the soul-nourishing tonic, your soul's essence has also recovered by around one percent."
"But full recovery will take time. You'll need to continue the daily soul-repairing formula. And don't slack off on your Vitality Art training."
"Add in the nutrition and body-tempering tonics I gave you, and gradually increase your training volume. A stronger body and life force will help speed up your soul's healing."
"And don't forget your meditation practice. That'll help, too."
"In short… You don't need to remain here anymore."
By now, after spending days together, Kureha had figured out that Chiri left every day, leaving behind some kind of clone or projection.
As a master physician and perceptive user of Observation Haki, the signs were obvious.
At her level, even Uchiha shadow clones couldn't fool her.
Chiri, who had recently begun dabbling in Observation Haki herself, now understood: shadow clones couldn't hide from those with honed sensory skills.
So, they no longer bothered hiding it. If they didn't explain, Kureha would likely assume she was using some form of spatial movement technique.
Meanwhile, Genkei had noticed that after ten days of interaction and exchange, Kureha's goodwill toward him had climbed to 64 points—a solid level of mutual respect. You could even call them "friends despite the age gap."
"Thank you, Dr. Kureha," Chiri said sincerely. "We've imposed long enough. I won't be around much anymore from here on."
"I'll leave Genkei in your care."
Genkei was recovering well, but he still needed another ten days or so to fully bounce back.
"No big deal," Kureha waved off the thanks. "That boy and I are benefiting from each other. We're both learning—it's not one-sided."
She didn't need false credit.
In fact, through their exchanges, Kureha had come to a startling realization.
Genkei, for all his youth, possessed a profound understanding of medicine—especially the branch he called "Traditional Medicine." Their daily dialogues had been intellectually stimulating.
And even more impressive was how quickly he absorbed knowledge.
In just ten days, Genkei's mastery of both her own methods and his inherited system had soared.
It was, frankly, freakish.
She looked forward to the day this boy surpassed even her.
[Medical Arts: 9314 / 10,000 – Advanced]
Genkei's medical skills were now just a breath away from breaking into the "Master" level.
He suspected even Kureha herself wasn't beyond that tier—yet in the One Piece world, that was enough to stand among the elite.
He could only imagine what "Master-Level Medical Arts," infused with the best of two worlds, might be capable of.
But back to the moment—
After saying their goodbyes, Chiri led Genkei to his room. She set up a soundproof barrier and looked him in the eye.
"From here on, I'll only be able to pop in briefly each day. You'll need to look after yourself."
"If you miss me, you can return to the ninja world or the Time-Space Gate anytime."
"I will," Genkei nodded. "Don't worry."
"Oh—and Mom? I think it's time to begin reforms back home."
"Let's start with the Police Force and the Clan Academy."
"The Police Department should be split. Create an elite core of seasoned officers with their own dedicated training grounds."
"Hold regular duels, workshops, ideological seminars."
"Raise their pay. And pull them away from pointless street patrols."
"If the village is short-staffed, open recruitment to civilians and other clans."
"All those petty errands that stir resentment? Let non-Uchiha handle them."
"Let us serve as arbitrators, not foot soldiers."
"Also, establish a public tribunal office—let villagers bring disputes to court. We stay out of it."
"That'll significantly reduce the friction and hate we receive."
"Oh, and minor civil complaints? Separate them from serious security matters."
"Have kind, fair-minded elders handle the small stuff—or even recruit civilians who enjoy that work. Give it a fancy title—Chief Mediator or something—and folks will line up for it."
"All judgments should aim to be fair, open, and public."
"Set up a giant bulletin board outside Police HQ."
"Post the details of closed cases—where security clearance allows—for a full week. Let the troublemakers stew in public shame."
"In short: offload the reputation-damaging tasks, and concentrate our elite forces to strengthen the clan."
"What do you think?"
Genkei's tone was calm—but his gaze was sharp.
Letting things continue to fester would only erode the clan's reputation.
And he needed the Uchiha name to shine bright again—if he was to eventually take over Konoha, and even the entire shinobi world.
That was the only way to maximize the power of his Time-Space Gate.
As for dissolving the Police Force altogether?
That would be idiotic.
Even if Hiruzen and the others allowed it, giving up that kind of judicial power would be absurd.
The Police Force held the right to investigate, patrol, arrest, detain—even judge.
If used wisely, it could be a counterbalance to the Hokage himself.
But first, they needed to ditch the dead weight.