Farewell, My Brother – See You in Hell
Satoru wiped the corner of his eye, tears glistening as he dramatically waved his hand.
"Brother, live well! I'm heading to my own personal hell!"
Eren: "…Get lost."
Jiraiya laughed heartily, slinging Satoru over his shoulder like a sack of rice and carrying him towards a towering waterfall, its deafening roar echoing across the forest.
As Satoru raised his head, his heart dropped.
**Jiraiya's Training Ground – A Place for the Foolish to Suffer**
Jiraiya grinned mischievously and pointed toward the massive waterfall.
"Satoru, your training is very simple—meditation!"
Satoru: "…"
Jiraiya's smile became even more sinister.
"But not on land."
"You'll be meditating… on water."
Satoru's jaw nearly dislocated from dropping too hard. He pointed at the raging waterfall in disbelief.
"Meditating… on water!?"
"That's right! But we're not done yet."
"You won't just be floating on water."
"You'll be sitting directly under that waterfall."
Satoru: "…"
His silence?
It was because he realized just how **impossible** this was.
Balancing on water required precise chakra control, keeping a steady flow of chakra beneath your feet to repel the water's surface tension.
But meditation required complete mental stillness.
One required absolute control. The other required absolute detachment.
How in the hell was he supposed to do both!?
To make matters worse, the waterfall's force was powerful enough to **crush a man flat**.
The only way to endure it was to become *one* with the water.
Satoru had to *be the waterfall*—the waterfall had to *be Satoru*.
An utterly **insane** task.
Satoru's face twitched, but he took a deep breath, resolving himself.
"Sensei, let me start by meditating on the water first. I'll deal with the waterfall… tomorrow."
Jiraiya stroked his chin, nodding in approval.
"Good. But remember—if you don't make it under that waterfall, you don't eat. If you fail tomorrow, you still don't eat!"
Satoru: "…"
*(I'm definitely starving tonight…)*
**A Brilliantly Sneaky Idea**
Satoru suddenly remembered the *Celestial Tranquil Jade Bracelet* in his pocket.
A sly grin appeared on his face as he touched the bracelet.
A soothing energy flowed through him, calming his mind instantly.
Satoru smirked.
"Brother… endure a few days of hunger. Once I stabilize, I'll gift this to you!"
Imagining his brother buried in the ground, only his head sticking out, Satoru couldn't help but chuckle evilly.
Jiraiya noticed his mischievous grin and frowned.
"Is this brat laughing at his own suffering? Did I push him too hard!?"
**Satoru's Training – A Day of Starvation**
Satoru stepped onto the lake's surface, crossed his legs, and attempted to enter meditation.
At first, he managed to balance.
Ten minutes later—
*SPLASH!*
He sank straight into the water.
Dripping wet, he climbed back up and tried again.
He lasted fifteen minutes—
*SPLASH!*
Back in the water.
By the end of the day, he looked like a **drowned rat**. His stomach screamed for food, his body trembled from exhaustion, and his patience was non-existent.
**Pure suffering.**
**Meanwhile, Eren's Suffering Was Worse**
Across the forest…
Eren wasn't faring any better.
In fact, his situation was even **worse** than Satoru's.
Buried up to his neck in the dirt, he was tasked with sensing the energy of the surrounding plant life.
Theoretically, it sounded simple.
**In reality?**
**HELL.**
At first, Eren tried to focus on the *Wood Release energy* around him.
His face was calm.
Then… his brows started twitching.
Everything he sensed wasn't trees, or energy, or nature's wisdom…
**He could only sense worms.**
Squirming. Crawling.
Under the soil. Over his face.
Then came the ants.
Ants crawling **up his head**.
Eren's entire soul **screamed in agony**.
A moment later—
A **bird** landed on his head.
It **pecked** his scalp.
Eren clenched his teeth. He refused to be affected.
But then…
A flock of birds flew overhead.
And then—
**PLOP.**
A **fat, disgusting blob of bird poop** dropped directly onto his forehead.
Eren: **"..."**
Jiraiya, who had been watching, BURST into laughter.
**By the End of the Day – Two Broken Men**
The sun slowly dipped below the horizon.
On one side of the training ground…
A man, **soaking wet**, trembled in the cold.
On the other side…
A man, **buried in the dirt**, covered in bird poop, was filled with **murderous intent**.
Two brothers.
Two different hells.
Jiraiya nodded, completely satisfied.
"Good. That was a **productive** day."
Satoru: **"..."**
Eren: **"..."**
**End of Chapter 71!**