Naruto: Yato

In the back mountain of Konoha Shinobu Village, Yato sweats like rain, carrying out the crazy training like every day.

One hundred and twelve, one hundred and thirteen, one hundred and fourteen...

Two hundred fifty one, two hundred seventy seven, two hundred ninety...

Counting silently in his heart, the ground had long been wet by his sweat.

The arms are getting stiffer and the body is getting heavier and heavier, giving a feeling of falling down at any time.

His arm is numb now, and he has no feeling in it, and he can only go on, relying on his tenacious willpower.

Not wanting to die, wanting to live, became his motivation to persist and constantly challenge the limits of his body.

Gritting his teeth, he insisted on doing 300 push-ups, and when he got up, he felt the sky spin, snapped, as he lay on his back directly on the ground.

Like a drowning man found an oases, and being saved, he panted, and breathing air greedily.

But soon after, he propped up his body with both hands and stood up again.

"The 300 push-up goals have been completed. The next goal is 350. Now, start squatting 300!"

Set a goal, Yato held his head in place with both hands, and began to move up and down.

Although he does not pay too much attention to the development of Devil Fruit at present, and he spends almost all of his time every day doing physical training.

It also allows him to lay good foundation.

After doing 300 squats, Yato rested for a while, and then concentrated on hitting the stakes.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the stake did not break, but still left the fist marks on it.

Withdrawing his fist, Yato asked, "How much power does my full punch, calculated in the Pirate world Doriki ?

"A total power level of 80, to be precise, 81.7 powers."

The weasel jumped on top of the stake, swept his tail towards the fist marks on the stake, and gave the answer.

Is it 81 power?

Yato was fairly satisfied with the result. Although the distance to be able to cultivate the Navy Six styles is still far away, you must know that the time for him to obtain the skills is short.

Being able to raise all aspects of the body to nearly double the level in such a short time is enough to make people enviable.

As he was training again, he heard a voice.

"Finally I find you…."

A petite figure walked out of the forest, and Yato followed the voice to see that, it was Hiyori Iki the little girl from yesterday.

He saw her wearing a kimono and Holding a delicate lunch box in her hand, as she walked directly in front of Yato.

Yato frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I.... Of course I am here to thank you. Thank you for saving me yesterday and taking me home. This is something I made by myself, not a particularly precious thing, but I hope you can accept it.... .

"saying the words,

Hiyori opened the bento with a smile, there lay several delicate rice balls placed inside.

It can be seen that she should be very satisfied with her masterpiece.

"You don't have to thank me specifically. Even if I didn't show up yesterday, you would not die. At most, you would only be bitten by a wild dog. As for taking you home, I just drop by..."

Yato glanced around, turned around indifferently, and walked into the forest.

Her smile froze, Hiyori looking at Yato back, gritted his teeth, and ran after him.

She wasn't a weak will women.

She is more assertive and courageous, and the things she believes will not change easily!

looking at the little girl the weasel warned yato, It can clearly feel three auras hidden around them.

"Yatou, there are 3 people in total judging from the aura, one of them is the jonin and the other two are chunin, you must be careful and don't do anything stupid.

There is no night for weasel to remind, yato as he already sense them.

She must come from wealthy families, to hire such guard, as he was little surprised.

Even in the village, one jonin and two chunin were sent for protection, which was quite something.

...

As he walking for a while, yato squatted down, pushed aside some yellowing weeds, and a rabbit appeared in front of him.

Seeing an unfamiliar creature approaching, the rabbit quickly shrank into a ball, with two long ears trembling, but there was nowhere to escape, because it was caught by a trap, and Yato could only let it out.

"What a cute little white rabbit, Can I touch..."

Seeing it, Hiyori immediately ran up from behind, reaching out to touch it.

Who knows that in the next second, with a snap the rabbit snow-white neck was twisted by yato and completely lost its vitality.

"Leave, this is not where you should be."

Looking at the unbelievable Hiyori, Yato rearranged the traps. After leaving these words, he carried the dead rabbit and turned and sank into the forest just like last night.

Hiyori just looked at it and stood there holding the bento, not getting back to his senses for a long time.

The setting sun went down the mountain, and a breeze blew in the forest, blowing the dead leaves far away.