"Rin, it's your turn next."
Aomi turned his head, locking eyes with Nohara Rin: "Are you ready?"
Nohara Rin looked into Aomi's eyes, which were a gorgeous blood red with deep black tomoe. Although she didn't know what Aomi planned to do and felt a bit nervous inside, she still nodded with a smile: "I've been ready for a long time, Aomi-kun."
"Alright..." Aomi nodded, and his ocular powers gently entered her mind.
At that moment, the pattern of the Sharingan also appeared in Nohara Rin's eyes!
Immersed in the Genjutsu, Nohara Rin was surprised to find that her vision synchronized with Aomi's, and even the sensation of manipulating Chakra while using the Mystical Palm Jutsu became incredibly clear, as if she were the one doing it herself.
Shisui's Genjutsu talents, when utilized by Aomi, made Nohara Rin's experiences feel extremely real.
And Nohara Rin, absorbed in concentration, didn't realize that as Aomi meticulously removed illness from Might Duy's body, a green glow also slowly appeared in her hand.
Though very faint, it was undeniably the Mystical Palm Jutsu...
Seeing this, Sarutobi Hiruzen unconsciously took out his pipe, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke slowly: "Good boy!"
"These eyes that strike fear in the world have become benevolent in Aomi's hands... Kagami, perhaps a Uchiha who surpasses you is about to appear..."
Watching the excellent offspring of his friend, Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed, recalling his rebellious younger son.
A session of "belt stir-fry meat" had no educational effect, instead provoking Sarutobi Asuma's rebellious nature; he not only refused to admit his mistakes but even threatened to run away from home and the supposedly insincere Hokage and Konoha!
"Alas, Asuma, oh Asuma, why can't you learn from Aomi?"
With this thought, a glimmer of light flashed in Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes: "Seems like a good idea, let me think..."
Simultaneously.
Senju Tobirama silently watched Aomi's operation. If he smoked or if Aomi's body allowed, he might even light one up like Sarutobi Hiruzen.
What did he see?
The Uchiha Clan's wicked Sharingan had become a teaching tool, enabling a seven-year-old Ninja School student to learn an A-Class Ninjutsu, the Mystical Palm Jutsu!
Of course, this was due to factors like Nohara Rin's talent for medical ninjutsu, her matching chakra attributes, and her trust in Aomi. But facts are facts.
Having already bet with Aomi, Senju Tobirama had no intention of reneging.
Though breaking promises wouldn't really burden Senju Tobirama mentally, he sincerely didn't want to do this to Aomi.
"Just teaching this kid some ordinary ninjutsu. After all, breaking trust isn't in line with the Will of Fire... Yes, that's it..."
Senju Tobirama said to himself, but a smile involuntarily crept across his lips.
[From the confrontation target Senju Tobirama, you have obtained Fire Release: Great Fire Extinguishing!]
A strange reward was received, but Aomi didn't pay it any mind, remaining intensely focused on repairing Might Duy's body; even as beads of sweat appeared on his nose, the chakra in his palm remained steady from start to finish.
Such a hardworking man deserves Aomi's respect and is worth the effort for his sake.
Might Guy watched Aomi treat his father intently, his mouth dry, not daring to even let out a breath.
Nohara Rin, immersed in the world of Genjutsu, earnestly absorbed the brilliance of Aomi's use of the Mystical Palm Jutsu.
Shisui admired Aomi, at this moment feeling that his brother was the one in Konoha who truly understood the Will of Fire!
And Might Duy seemed to be floating on clouds.
The pain he had endured with sheer willpower in the past was delicately unraveled and eradicated by Aomi, making this iron-willed man sleep soundly, even snoring could be heard.
After a long time, Aomi nodded, wiping off sweat: "It's done..."
Might Guy immediately rushed over, tense: "Aomi, is my father going to be alright?"
Before Aomi could respond, Might Duy suddenly leaped from the ground, spun 720 degrees in the air, and landed in an abstract and difficult pose, tears streaming down his face:
"My body is rekindled with the youthfulness of a teenager!"
"Such potent and powerful youth!!"
Might Duy relished the sensation of his reborn body, the chronic ailments that had plagued him for decades wiped away instantly, providing an indescribable sense of relief for a Taijutsu ninja.
"Mr. Duy, you need to come for periodic check-ups in the future. High-intensity training is fine, but logistics need to keep up..."
Aomi smiled at the leaping Might Duy and spoke slowly.
Might Duy paused his actions; as an adult, how could he not realize Aomi's meaning?
But when he turned around, Aomi had already begun inspecting Might Guy: "Your body is quite solid, Guy, come to me immediately if there's any issue."
Might Duy felt a mix of emotions; he was a man unwilling to owe anyone, but what could he offer to repay Aomi's selfless kindness?
"Mr. Duy, I have an unreasonable request, and I hope you might consider it..."
Might Duy's heart was moved, and he immediately expressed: "Please, Aomi-kun, as long as it's within my power!"
"You know, Mr. Duy, the Uchiha Clan rarely allows outsiders to come and go, and it's hard to find someone willing as a Nursing Home..."
Aomi offered a somewhat troubled smile: "In terms of compensation, I can only offer food and lodging, with rewards settled as per a C-Rank mission."
"However, if it's you and Guy-kun, I can also provide training resources."
For a moment, Might Duy was stunned, and a rare blush crept onto his face.
For a brief instant, he thought Aomi might have discovered his secret and wanted him to teach the Eight Gates Jutsu...
A surge of guilt welled up in his heart.
Offering food, lodging, and training resources for someone who usually can't find teams and can only take D-Rank missions like catching cats or doing labor, plus a C-Rank mission's silver taels...
Hearing such terms, not only was Might Guy stunned, but even Shisui cast a curious glance at his older brother.
—Though our family is wealthy, isn't this too generous?
In the Warring States Era, even noble families offering retainers this compensation was considered a maximum.
Giving such treatment to a mere Genin, even if he's a friend's father, seemed too charitable, practically philanthropy?
Might Duy gazed at Aomi, and after a moment of what seemed like a decision in his mind, he nodded resolutely:
"Since it's Aomi-kun's request, I, Mad Duy, shall agree."
A moment later.
A beautiful blonde woman, with a faint blush from intoxication on her face, rose and walked over from not far away, observing Nohara Rin with surprise as she emerged from the Genjutsu and attempted the Mystical Palm Jutsu, guided in the details by Aomi.
"Interesting Uchiha kid, are you interested in medical ninjutsu?"