"The memory of Nen" quietly unfolded in Might Guy's mind as Roy departed....
The young man tilted his head to glance at Might Duy,
The man furrowed his brows, remained silent, waiting to inspect the memory orb in his mind, discovering a technique called—[Wind Breathing]!
Might Duy's heart moved, and he looked closely... the memory orb unfolded before his eyes, revealing a humanoid figure starting to dance....
"Whoosh~" A faint wind arose, lifting countless tiny wind blades.....
In an instant, several techniques gradually appeared... [Wind Breathing·First Form·Dust Whirlwind·Slash]
[Second Form·Claw Claw Kogufō]... [Third Form·Azure Storm Wind Tree]... [Fourth Form·Business Dust Tempest]....
Amidst the flashing of swords and blades, Might Duy's consciousness and gaze were entirely drawn in....
In just a moment, Might Duy was deeply absorbed, staring blankly in awe....
"Father... Father?"
"Should I take a look?" Noticing Might Duy's unusual expression, Might Guy held the memory orb, his curiosity overflowing, and he couldn't help himself... with a bowl haircut and thick eyebrows furrowed, he immersed his consciousness, staring at the memory orb....
[Wind Breathing] unfolded,
just as it appeared in Might Duy's mind,
meticulously dissected and presented in Might Guy's mind, instantly capturing his gaze.....
"Buzz buzz..." In midsummer, the cicadas attached to the treetops wailed hoarsely.....
Might Duy and Might Guy, like two wooden stakes, stood in the depths of the southern forest, savoring the [Wind Breathing] in their minds... once... twice... three times... until....
Nen dispersed, losing its support, and the memory faded away.....
"Pop~" a sound,
Might Duy and Might Guy, having tasted the marrow, came back to their senses, as if waking from a dream, dazed and feeling... it still wasn't enough.....
"Wind Breathing... merge with the wind, become the wind, be one with the wind, learn wind breathing...." Might Duy muttered to himself, black-and-white eyes filled with tiny wind blades, looking into the distance where Roy had left, he said to Might Guy, "Guy, we owe Ging a huge favor...."
What "cheap trick"?!
What "insignificant"?!
A technique that can stimulate the potential of the body by changing the rhythm, mode, and depth of breathing... is entirely at a forbidden level!
Even, in Might Duy's view, the specialized [Wind Breathing] is not inferior to his developed [Eight Gates]!
Both stimulate potential, helping the practitioner explode, unleashing power and speed far beyond their own... [Wind Breathing] just follows a different path than the Eight Gates... the path of breathing!
This was something he had never encountered before, or even... thought about!
Guy deeply agreed, with his talent in body techniques, what Might Duy could see, he naturally could see as well, after all... as a man recognized by Madara, in the field of body techniques, throughout history, there was only him!
The young man's pupils flickered with sword light and blade shadows, seemingly still immersed in the practice of [Wind Breathing] unable to extricate himself. At a certain moment, as a leaf fluttered down, Might Guy suddenly raised his hand, and with a hand blade, sliced it along its veins,
Might Guy was slightly stunned, returning to his senses, taking a deep breath, he solemnly said, "You're right, Father... we owe him a big favor."
"So?"
"A favor must be repaid,"
"With what shall we repay,"
The father and son exchanged a glance, smiled at each other, and had already found their answer....
Might Duy patted Guy on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Even if others don't care, we also shouldn't care, that's the way a man should be!"
Might Guy nodded, then... glanced in the direction Roy had left, tentatively asking Might Duy, "Father, should I practice it?"
"Practice it," Might Duy stretched his limbs, leading the way to the training ground, "I'm joining too!"
While the remnants still lingered in their minds, they must firmly master and remember this [Wind Breathing], otherwise... it would be disrespectful and ungrateful to the giver... Uchiha Ging, which for Might Duy and even Might Guy, was absolutely unacceptable!
"Huff... ha..." With palm like a sword, stirring the wind,
soon, in a training ground deep within the southern forest, sword light and blade shadows flashed,
and as the father and son focused on [Wind Breathing], "ding~ ding~" two prompt sounds accompanied Roy's silhouette, surfacing in his mind.....
[Prompt: The fragrance lingers in the hand that gives the rose.....]
[Detection: "Pending Believers" Might Duy & Might Guy grateful for imparting "Wind Breathing," "Loyalty +50....]
[Note: 20 points more to "Regularize," becoming "Official Believers"....]
Truly straightforward people... just one gift, and loyalty increased by 50 points... Roy had to admit, whether in the bizarre Hunter World or the intrigue-filled Hokage world, Might Duy and Might Guy father and son were among the few he had seen, genuinely upright and righteous individuals!
And, this, "might just be, youth...."
Roy smiled freely, following the turning and maneuvering in the morning light, his mood as bright as the sky, even the [Light Escape] was more agile than usual, in no time, he arrived at Hiruzen Sarutobi's residence, an archetypal Japanese courtyard.....
"Buzz...." The red sun leaped out, the last ray of morning light faded....
With the daylight shining brightly, Roy caught the tail end of the morning light, stepping forward, gradually landing in front of the courtyard gate, raising his hand to knock on the door,
"Knock knock knock....."
After three light knocks,
"Squeak~" the door opened,
A carelessly drawn face peeked through the crack....
"Eh~ Uchiha?"
"When did the old man become so chummy with the Uchiha?"
Asuma Sarutobi, with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, glanced sideways at Roy, after a brief surprised look, quickly lost interest, brushing past Roy's shoulder, heading toward the bustling center of the Konoha Business District,
"The old man is inside, find him yourself...."
With Red's birthday approaching, picking a gift simply couldn't be delayed....
The young man already trying to grow a beard, hoping to appear more mature, seemed very averse to being treated like a child, his adolescent rebelliousness, seeking attention, in some ways, resembled himself...
The difference was, while some "yellow hairs" chose to slack off, others refused to degenerate, seeking accomplishments to prove themselves....
The variance in individuals seemed, from the moment "personality" solidified, vast enough to drive one to despair.....
Roy watched Asuma depart, recalling how he tragically died at Hidan's hands in the original story, leaving behind Kurenai and his son he never met... turning back his gaze, he pushed open the door he was meant to open, stepping inside,
"Tap... tap....." One entered, one exited, one guarding the "Sealing Book" without willingness to learn, one hard-earned acknowledgment, here by invitation... Roy's jet-black hair swaying in the breeze, back facing Asuma, headed in opposite directions, as if separated by two worlds.....
Soon,
after a few breaths of time,
Roy saw the "inside" that Asuma spoke of, the study with paper-covered windows,
The study window propped open with a wooden rod, faintly two figures revealed a corner of clothing, one in his fifties, not quite aged, the other with golden hair, blue-eyed and fair-skinned, in young prime,
Roy slowly stopped, pausing three meters before the study door.
Just then, peering from the window, Hiruzen Sarutobi's old face, looked teasingly at the young man, saying, "Since you're here, why not come in?"
Roy did not answer, quietly observing Hiruzen Sarutobi, then hearing the commotion, Minato Namikaze appeared beside him, pointing down with a hand, dryly stating, "Do I have to break this barrier and come in, or will you take it down yourself?"