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Counting them up, he currently had three abilities needing upgrades: [Inferior Self-Healing Body], [Thorn Halo], and [Hardening].
All three abilities were LV0. Both [Thorn Halo] and [Hardening] could indirectly enhance offensive power, while [Inferior Self-Healing Body]'s effects were really somewhat disappointing.
So after carefully thinking, he still chose to first use this Beginner Skill Card on [Hardening]. After all, his character setting was precisely an 'outstanding talent' possessing this type of potential.
As an unreliable, crazily death-courting undercover agent, keeping some trump cards was naturally necessary.
So he decisively upgraded [Hardening] skill to LV1 and, while nobody noticed, quietly activated the ability once to check effects.
This test was incredible!
Don't look at only upgrading one level, but LV1 [Hardening] compared to LV0 [Hardening] simply had qualitative leaps.
First, LV0 [Hardening] could only cover one hand's skin, but after upgrading to LV1, Aoha could instantly cover both arms entirely with the ability, and the hardness also significantly increased. This improvement was truly astonishing.
But just as he felt overjoyed, he suddenly felt a wave of fatigue, then hurriedly cancelled [Hardening].
Though ability improvement was obvious, stamina consumption naturally greatly increased, too!
With his young body that hadn't received proper training, he obviously couldn't sustain it too long.
He estimated in his mind that, with his current physical condition, at most, he could use it for 5 seconds. Any more would lead to collapse from exhaustion.
However, he now felt full of confidence about his future, believing that after mastering [Complete Basic Naval Physical Training Method], this predicament would definitely resolve, freeing him from the 'Barbarian King' title.
Just then, his ordered three-colour dango was also brought over.
"Please enjoy~"
Aoha now felt hungry enough to eat a cow, so he immediately grabbed a skewer of soft, fragrant three-colour dango and stripped it all off in one bite!
Gotta say, this three-colour dango was truly delicious!
Even Aoha, this pseudo-foodie influenced by Earth's great cuisine, couldn't help but fall for this snack.
Moreover, this thing wasn't particularly expensive. One skewer costs 8 ryo, about 5 RMB; occasionally, eating once was harmless.
In a blink, he'd eliminated four of five three-colour dango skewers. Just as he grabbed the last skewer, preparing to put it in his mouth, he suddenly unexpectedly noticed outside the shop door was actually a child about his age watching him eat dango heartily while secretly swallowing saliva several times.
With Aoha's personality, originally, he wouldn't care, much less develop any kindness. But he noticed this child's clan emblem on his clothes, particularly familiar!
Looking at that fan-like clan emblem, he immediately froze.
This was... Uchiha?
But... such a great clan shouldn't be unable to afford even three-colour dango, right?
Aoha hesitated but still, as if possessed, walked over holding the last three-colour dango skewer.
"Want some?"
"No need. I'm not hungry at all... gurgle gurgle~"
Just after the Uchiha clan's young boy insincerely refused, the next second his stomach gurgled loudly.
The two looked at each other. The air instantly became somewhat awkward.
Aoha could see the other's face, almost instantly reddened from the neck all the way to the forehead. What a cute kid. Seemed very different from those gloomy Uchiha family members who looked at everyone with eyes that weren't eyes, noses that weren't noses.
So just as the other was about to flee, unable to withstand this awkward atmosphere, Aoha directly stuffed the three-colour dango in his hand into the other's mouth, then directly pulled him back into the dango shop.
"Big sister, here, another 5... no, another ten skewers of dango!"
The already thirty-plus auntie, hearing Aoha's sweet call, immediately smiled into crescent eyes, responded, then bustled about.
Meanwhile, the obviously bewildered Uchiha youth wanted to resist but couldn't bear to spit out the dango in his mouth. Finally, half-pushed and half-pulled, he sat beside Aoha.
"Thank you for the dango, but I need to go back. Otherwise, Father-sama will be angry."
After silently finishing the dango skewer Aoha stuffed him, the Uchiha youth spoke somewhat restlessly.
"So you think I alone can finish ten dango skewers?"
Aoha said against his conscience. Forget ten skewers, he could show you another ten!
Unfortunately, his wallet wouldn't allow it. Going out, he'd only brought two hundred ryo. Fifteen three-colour dango skewers cost him 120 ryo. He still needed to save money for emergencies. Couldn't spend it all.
Hearing him say this, the Uchiha youth hesitated but didn't directly leave ungraciously. Moreover, besides the clan people, the other was the first person to treat him to dango.
Because usually, other people would detour around him, just seeing his clan emblem. Even if ignorant brats came to trouble him, he'd beaten them all down. Over time, he'd developed an expressionless poker face, frightening in coldness.
Today, to observe the Fourth Hokage's inauguration, he had left hurriedly without bringing money. So passing here, he'd stopped, unable to move.
Just didn't expect this child of about his age would not only not fear him but spend money treating him to three-colour dango. This gave him a different feeling. His usual cold demeanour had already broken the instant his stomach growled.
Additionally, worth mentioning was that his favourite food was precisely these three-colour dango.
"By the way, still don't know your name. I'm Shinomiya Aoha, 5 years old this year, brought back to the village as a war orphan recently."
While waiting, Aoha first broke the silence, asking.
The Uchiha youth, after hesitating, still answered: "My name is Uchiha Itachi. Same age as you, also 5."
Actually, hearing the other say he was a war orphan, Itachi already understood why the other didn't fear him. This also let him relax inwardly.
Additionally, at age 4, he'd followed clan people to battlefields, witnessing war's cruelty.
So Aoha's experiences made him quite sympathetic, feeling perhaps they had many common topics to discuss.
Just what Itachi didn't know was that the moment he opened up, Aoha was already shocked, almost speechless by his name.
Uchiha... Itachi??
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