Garashi was happy at first, and was about to speak, but he seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said, "Orochi Maru -sama, in fact, the person who stopped the big sister last night was not me!"
"The first thing you did after receiving the reward is to think about someone else, no wonder Sarutobi sensei is so optimistic about you." Orochi Maru laughed. "Don't worry, I've already visited Minato in advance."
Garashi breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered to himself, "Is that big brother called Minato?"
Orochi Maru continued, "Originally, with your merits, it should be recorded as an S-level mission, but for some special reasons, your merits can't be publicized, and can't even be recorded."
Asma, who was looking forward to being in the limelight in front of his classmates, suddenly withered, and whispered, "How can this be?"
Garashi's expression was as usual, without the slightest change.
Seeing this situation, Orochimaru's evaluation of him in his heart increased slightly.
"As compensation, the village has decided to reward you with any Ninjutsu of your choice."
Asma excitedly asked, "Even Profound Ninjutsu?"
"In fact, the village doesn't encourage you to practice Ninjutsu in advance, but …" Orochi Maru's eyes slightly narrowed, "Geniuses are not included."
"That's great." Asma cheered, but after thinking about Garashi's performance, he lost his confidence. "Even ordinary geniuses?"
Seeing Asma's worried look, Orochi Maru touched his head and said, "Sorry, Sarutobi sensei thinks that your role in this operation is too small, so he specifically proposed to limit your reward to Ninjutsu of A-level and below."
"Hey, I don't care." Asma curled his lips.
In fact, he didn't think that this was unreasonable, after all, even he himself didn't feel that he had made any contribution.
But he was still very unhappy!
"Choose any Ninjutsu?" Garashi thought to himself, "In my plan, the first order is the Eight Inner Hidden Gates and spiritualization."
"However, Hachimon Tonkou is only an A-level ninjutsu. It's not worth it to use this opportunity to exchange for it. The most important thing is that I have already thought about how to get it for free."
"As for the spiritualization technique, it doesn't mean much for me to learn it now. After all, my goal to realize the value of this technique hasn't appeared yet!"
Thinking of this, Garashi asked, "Orochi Maru -sama, can you tell me which Jutsu Minato san chose?"
"It's a Space-Time Ninjutsu that was developed by Nidaime Naruto and is very rare in the entire Shinobi World – Flying Thunder God Jutsu!"
"As expected!" Garashi nodded to himself.
At first, he didn't want to exchange for the Flying Thunder God Technique, mainly because he wasn't sure if he had the talent in this area. If he wasted this opportunity, it would only affect his progress in improving his strength.
But now, there was an opportunity to choose any ninjutsu, so naturally, Garashi was excited.
The most important thing is that Minato is also starting from scratch. So, he can totally rub off on his experience and insights.
Thinking of this, Garashi no longer hesitated, "Orochi Maru -sama, then I will also choose the Flying Thunder God Technique!"
Orochi Maru's vertical pupils flashed with a hint of surprise, "Are you sure? Garashi -sama, the Flying Thunder God Technique is one of the most difficult ninjutsu to practice! "
"I just think that it would be easier for two people to talk to each other rather than one person practicing alone!" Shushi naturally referred to their freeloading as mutual improvement.
Orochi Maru didn't know about this and thought that Garashi wanted to help Minato. He couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder Tsunade cheered up because of you, so gentle!"
…
A few days later, on the hospital field.
Garashi controlled his own pace and slowly ran.
At this time, he heard a "whoosh" sound.
A green whirlwind whizzed past Shushi like a phantom.
"Thick eyebrows, stop!"
"I'm asking you to do rehabilitation exercises, not suicide exercises!"
Two figures followed behind the green phantom, panting as they shouted.
However, the whirlwind running figure showed no signs of stopping.
"No, no, my lungs are going to fall out!"
"Damn, is that kid really a patient?"
"Yumiko -nee-san, Misa -nee-san …"
Hearing this familiar voice, the two young nurses who were chasing the green whirlwind finally stopped.
"Garashi, you came just in time, hurry up, help us stop him!"
"That kid was originally in the hospital because of muscle strain, does he not want his legs anymore?"
Hearing the complaints of the two, Garashi chuckled, "Yumiko -nee-san, Misa -nee-san, leave this to me, I happen to know the student over there, he's a freshman this year."
"Can you really do that?" Yumiko and Yumiko looked at each other and decided to believe in Shushi's ability. "Shushi, we'll leave it to you. We have to go back and check the rooms now."
After that, the two limped away, supporting each other.
"Metkei -san, do you want to compete?" Standing on the edge of the field, Garashi smiled and threw the bait.
"Competition!" The green whirlwind's eyes lit up as it stopped in front of Shushi. It then asked excitedly, "Senior Shushi, you know me?"
As he spoke, he continued to run on the same spot without stopping to rest.
"Of course, you forced me, the president of the Psychology Society, to join your Vitality Society …" Garashi smiled helplessly, "How could I forget?"
"It's the Youthful Hot-Blooded Vitality Society!" Metkei first solemnly corrected, and then asked suspiciously, "Garashi -san, why are you in the hospital, were you also beaten up?"
"Also?" Garashi's eyes twitched slightly, and he coughed, "This is the injury from the battle with the Yunin spy a few nights ago."
Although he couldn't disclose the matter of Shinna Kushina, he could still talk about the spy incident.
Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to explain the injury on his body.
He couldn't really blame everything on Danzo!
"Sure enough, you were beaten up! But … "Metkei subconsciously said, enviously," Catching the spy? That's really amazing! "
Garashi's mouth twitched slightly, why does this sound a bit wrong?
"Then you …"
"I'm different. The students I tricked into joining the club said they wanted to beat me, but they couldn't catch up with me!" Metkei proudly puffed out his chest, "I ran twenty streets in one breath, and no one could hit me until I pulled my muscles."
"So, senpai, your body is not good, do you want to join the club and train with me?"
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