Yoruha stepped into the other side of the hot spring pool. This hot spring inn was noticeably more upscale than the one they had stayed at before. However, there were far fewer people.
So, both hot spring pools were empty. Although it was a mixed bath, since there were two pools, anyone with a bit of decency wouldn't actually mix bathe. This was Yoruha's first ti experiencing a hot spring since arriving in this world.
Lying in the hot spring pool, with mist swirling all around, there was an ethereal feeling in the air.
Yoruha leaned against the edge of the pool, closed his eyes, and started thinking about space-ti ninjutsu.
Yoruha had always wanted to develop a type of space-ti ninjutsu, not the kind used for movent, but a combat-oriented one.
Learning ninjutsu was never difficult for Yoruha, but developing one, especially a high-level space-ti ninjutsu, was indeed very troubleso.
Moreover, the space-ti ninjutsu Yoruha wanted to develop was extrely powerful, with high casting requirents, and it needed to consu very little chakra.
If ordinary people knew about these requirents, they would think Yoruha was daydreaming, believing it to be impossible.
Even Yoruha himself found it challenging, but he didn't think it was unachievable because he already had so ideas.
Once he developed this ninjutsu, Yoruha believed there would be no opponents for him in the ninja world. Lost in thought while leaning against the pool, Yoruha actually fell asleep.
When he sensed soone approaching, he opened his eyes. The scene before him left him dumbfounded. "Wow, impressive~" "Ah, you jerk, go to hell!"
Yoruha was jolted awake by a scream. Looking up, he saw a fist right in front of him. "Buzz" "Boom" The energy from the punch shattered the stones at the edge of the hot spring pool.
The pool erupted with water splashes several ters high. By this ti, Yoruha had already appeared on the shore, draped in a bathrobe. He watched as two won jumped out of the pool.
Yoruha's mouth twitched slightly. "Looks like I need to develop an active sensory-type ninjutsu." As Yoruha thought this, the two won were already in front of him, fists raised. "Bang" "Crack" Yoruha calmly caught the two fists, which contained terrifying power.
The ground beneath Yoruha's feet had already collapsed, with cracks spreading out like a spider web for over ten ters.
Yet Yoruha steadily caught both fists. "Ladies, can we talk this out? Coming in with such heavy hands right away is a bit much, don't you think?"
"I didn't do it on purpose. Didn't you check if anyone was inside before coming in?" Yoruha looked at the two blonde beauties in front of him, feeling a bit helpless.
However, the two won weren't listening to Yoruha at all. All they wanted now was to kill him. Whether Yoruha did it on purpose or not, who cared? They had lost all reason by now.
"Brat, die!" Having caught one punch, the two won swung their other fists. Despite looking like ordinary fists, they contained terrifying power, which Yoruha could clearly feel.
Yoruha felt a bit helpless. Although the punches from the two won carried imnse strength, they were nothing to Yoruha.
Not knowing how to convince the two won that it wasn't intentional, Yoruha transford into a golden flash of lightning and vanished right before their eyes just as their fists were about to strike him.
Seeing Yoruha flee, the two won exchanged a glance and imdiately followed.
Yoruha dashed out of the hot spring inn and headed towards the hills behind the small town. He had no choice; he didn't want anyone else to know about this incident.
Tsunade and Shizune were right by the hot spring pool, and if they found out, who knew if they would think of him as a pervert.
So Yoruha had to ensure that no one knew about this. The fact that the two won could sense Yoruha's escape route was certainly intentional on his part.
Otherwise, if Yoruha had used the Flying Thunder God Technique to leave, they wouldn't have been able to find him at all.
Yoruha ran for a long ti, covering dozens of kiloters outside the town before finally stopping in a forest. Leaning against a large tree, his expression was calm, showing no signs of fatigue despite the long run.
Once Yoruha stopped, the two won blocked his retreat, one in front and one behind.
Looking at them, Yoruha said seriously, "I need to explain myself. It was absolutely not intentional, and the fault lies with you, not .
Who told you not to check if there were others in the hot spring pool? It's a mixed bath, after all. It's your responsibility to check." Yoruha first asserted that he was not at fault.
In truth, he wasn't wrong; he hadn't ant to see anything. Seeing Yoruha's righteous deanor, the two won beca even more furious. "You brat, regardless of the circumstances, you saw sothing you shouldn't have. If you apologize, we might just teach you a lesson, but you dare to be so arrogant."
"Then you can just die." With that, the two won charged at Yoruha, attacking from both sides.
The short-haired blonde kunoichi clenched her fist, which was wrapped in arcs of lightning. She struck at Yoruha with great force. Her speed was fast, but to Yoruha, it seed slow.
He felt helpless; these two had lost their reason, and no matter how he explained, they wouldn't believe him.
Just as the short-haired blonde kunoichi's fist was about to hit Yoruha, she felt a surge of joy, thinking,
"At this speed, you can't possibly react, right?" But just as her fist was about to touch Yoruha, he suddenly disappeared from her sight.
Before the short-haired blonde kunoichi could react, Yoruha appeared behind her. "Thud," a hand chop landed on the back of her neck. In an instant, the short-haired blonde kunoichi saw darkness and lost consciousness.
"Thud," her unconscious body fell limply. Yoruha caught her around the waist to prevent her from hitting the ground hard, which could have ruined her face even if it didn't cause serious injury.
Although this woman was sowhat unreasonable, Yoruha couldn't stand seeing sothing beautiful destroyed before him.
At that mont, the other blonde kunoichi with a ponytail appeared in front of Yoruha, swinging a punch at his face.
Just as Yoruha was about to catch it with one hand, sharp claws suddenly extended from the kunoichi's fist. They were fast. "Ding," "Screech~" As the claws were about to pierce Yoruha's face, a golden lightning mask ford over his face.
The claws clashed against the mask, creating sparks and lightning, like tal striking tal. The kunoichi's eyes narrowed slightly, "This guy is strong." Yoruha also frowned, "This woman is a bit strange."
In that instant, both were surprised by each other's abilities. The kunoichi, unsuccessful in her attack, swung her fists again.
This ti, both her fists had long, sharp claws, each over ten centiters long, incredibly sharp and hard.
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