Aburame Ryōma was merely a captain, not a teacher.
After executing several missions together, Asuma and Obito had reached this conclusion.
Aside from mission-related topics, this jōnin from the Aburame Clan strictly adhered to the principle of "silence is golden," never uttering an unnecessary word.
Moreover, since he exclusively employed Aburame secret techniques, Asuma and Obito had no means of consulting him regarding their own training matters.
"Damn it! I was hoping to achieve chūnin promotion quickly, but our captain only focuses on missions. At this rate, Kakashi will definitely surpass us!" Obito complained bitterly, watching Aburame Ryōma vanish at lightning speed the moment their mission concluded.
"Plus, our assignments are either hunting rogue ninja or eliminating opposition forces. These feel like ANBU-level missions..." Asuma shared the sentiment, rarely agreeing with Obito's observations.
Kill, kill, kill—every day involved killing.
Was there a possibility that he actually was ANBU-affiliated?
Listening to their complaints, Feng Bai remained uncertain what to say. After considerable thought, he finally managed: "Want to train together? I arranged to meet Minato today."
Following their first mission's completion, Feng Bai had successfully connected with Minato through Danzō's arrangements, learning ninjutsu during the latter's free time.
"Minato? Count me in! Compared to our cold Captain Ryōma, I much prefer the cheerful Minato!" Hearing Feng Bai had arranged training with Minato, Obito rushed over, grabbing Feng Bai's arm with a death grip.
Thanks to Feng Bai, Obito gained early access to this "mentor," enjoying second-generation ninja privileges.
"I'll pass. I've arranged Fire Release training with a jōnin from my clan." Asuma waved dismissively—as the Hokage's son, he never lacked training resources.
"Alright, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
The trio parted at the street corner, Feng Bai leading Obito toward their arranged meeting location.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Minato!"
From a distance, Feng Bai spotted Minato's brilliant golden hair. Just as he prepared to accelerate, Obito released his arm and dashed in another direction.
"Why are you here, you perverted stalker?"
"Why are you here, brat?"
Jiraiya, crouched in a tree with binoculars conducting unknown activities, dodged Obito's flying kick while staring at him incredulously.
What's happening? Why does this annoying kid appear whenever I'm about to gather research material?!
Meanwhile, Obito was equally indignant: "Even if you're one of the Legendary Sannin, even if you're Minato's teacher, I won't tolerate such behavior! As someone destined to become Military Police Force captain, all evil will face justice!"
"Tch, brat—you think you can become Military Police Force captain? Keep dreaming!" Jiraiya sneered disdainfully, evading Obito's repeated attacks.
"Military Police Force captain? Obito, when did you change your dream? Weren't you aiming to become Hokage?" Hearing Obito's declaration, Feng Bai felt confused—when had this kid altered his ambitions?
"In my view, Feng Bai—who consistently cares for teammates and always charges to the front in battle—is most qualified to become Hokage. Since you'll be Hokage, I'll naturally become Military Police Force captain to assist you!" Missing a leg sweep, Obito's response nearly made Feng Bai cough up blood.
When did I ever want to become Hokage?
And caring for teammates, charging ahead—are those really things I do?
"Excellent, Obito. That concern for teammates deserves commendation. Feng Bai, this makes us ninja with shared objectives—let's work hard together." Walking to Feng Bai's side, Minato displayed his signature smile while encouraging both of them.
Don't do this, Obito, Minato—you're making me feel like a stranger.
Feng Bai remained completely baffled by how the plot had developed to this extent.
...
Watching Obito and Jiraiya bicker as they departed, Minato addressed the main topic.
"How's your Flying Thunder God training progressing, Feng Bai?"
Regarding Flying Thunder God, Feng Bai abandoned concerns about Hokage ambitions and answered honestly: "I've mastered formula inscription, but I cannot sense the technique's presence."
"I see—formula perception..." Minato nodded, understanding Feng Bai's current obstacle:
"That's the greatest challenge in mastering Flying Thunder God. Feng Bai, you haven't established a summoning contract yet, correct?"
"That's right."
Feng Bai nodded.
Long ago, Danzō had promised to arrange his contract with Baku, but between mission executions and Danzō's frequent disappearances, the matter kept getting postponed.
"In that case, let's use a simple method to help you perceive space-time ninjutsu."
As Minato spoke, he withdrew numerous specially-crafted kunai inscribed with Flying Thunder God formulas from his ninja pouch:
"Hold tight, Feng Bai! Heavenly Soaring Swallow Dance: Light Flash Shadow Remnant Zero Style!"
"What kind of name is—G?!"
After a frenzied series of teleportations, Minato landed steadily while supporting Feng Bai with one arm.
"How was it? What did you feel?"
"S-so fast..."
After experiencing it firsthand, Feng Bai couldn't help marveling at Minato's terrifying space-time ninjutsu talent.
Moving rapidly among multiple kunai within such brief intervals meant Minato could clearly perceive and distinguish each kunai's position and directional vectors.
"Is that so? I'll reduce the speed slightly."
Releasing Feng Bai, Minato collected the scattered kunai, preparing for a second experimental round.
This time, Feng Bai made thorough preparations. After signaling Minato with his eyes, he once again experienced the Yellow Flash.
"I think I'm getting the sensation—again!"
"Continue!"
"Excellent spirit!"
...
After countless iterations of various "zero styles," Feng Bai finally grasped that sensation. During Minato's chakra recovery interval, Feng Bai attempted practical application.
"Secret Technique: Demonic Ice Mirrors."
The ice mirrors appeared identical to previous creations, but when Feng Bai placed his palm against the mirror surface, the sensation identical to experiencing Flying Thunder God instantly manifested. Under Minato's astonished observation, Feng Bai entered the ice mirror completely.
Success!
At this moment, Demonic Ice Mirrors had become an independent space crafted by Feng Bai.
"Compared to Minato, this kid's space-time ninjutsu talent can only be considered excellent." Crouched in the distance, Jiraiya restrained Obito's restless head with one hand while observing Feng Bai thoughtfully.
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