The threshold for mastering the Strength of Hundred Technique was high.
Even getting started was extremely difficult.
In the past, many within the Senju clan couldn't master it, let alone ordinary ninjas.
Tsunade pondered for a moment.
"I'm not worried about your abilities, but don't go teaching others for now. It's not that I'm hoarding the technique—it's just that it's very dangerous."
"I understand."
Kyohiko's expression was serious.
He knew his limits.
Without the system, even if he knew how to use the technique, it would be incredibly difficult to even get started, let alone risk injury to use it.
For ordinary people, recklessly learning it...
Could lead to permanent injury.
Take Sakura, for example. She had decent talent in this area, but it still took her a long time to master it.
Tsunade's warning was no exaggeration.
Her expression relaxed, as if a weight had been lifted, and she smiled.
She tossed over a package.
Kyohiko opened it.
Inside was a whole bag of military ration pills, enough to fill a basket!
His face lit up with joy.
"Lady Tsunade..."
"Don't call me that. Based on your grandmother's generation, we're practically siblings."
Tsunade said.
Senju Touka wasn't closely related to Senju Hashirama, but she was highly regarded and had a good relationship with their family.
Kyohiko hesitated.
Tsunade raised an eyebrow and leaned forward, her presence overwhelming.
"Do you think I'm too old to be your sister?"
"No, no, no!"
This was a dangerous question.
Kyohiko didn't dare agree.
He quickly waved his hands.
"I was just thinking, if you're my sister, how does that work with my teacher? It feels a bit messy!"
"That's not a problem. If Jiraiya has any issues, tell him to come to me. If he gives you trouble, come to me too!"
Tsunade leaned against the wooden frame.
She glanced at the old house and smiled.
"You said you wanted to be Hokage, right?"
"Yes!"
If Hiruzen can be Hokage, why can't I?
With the Hokage system, if I don't aim for Hokage, what's the point?
Kyohiko's goal was firm.
Tsunade laughed. "Then you'll have to work hard. I'll aim for the Fourth Hokage, and you can strive for the Fifth. Try to take over from me as soon as possible!"
"You're really going for it?"
Kyohiko was both surprised and excited.
Tsunade chuckled softly.
"Just talking. Do you think someone like me can be Hokage?"
"Yes!"
Kyohiko answered without hesitation.
Tsunade was taken aback.
She smiled. "You're not just comforting me, are you?"
"Of course not. Our generation grew up hearing your stories. Besides..."
Kyohiko hesitated for a moment but decided to speak his mind. "I think you should consider looking at it from a different angle."
"You little brat, what's your idea this time?"
Tsunade looked at Kyohiko.
The last time he shared his thoughts, she ended up smashing the meeting table.
What was it this time?
Kyohiko said, "Since your fear of blood isn't innate, it's a psychological condition. If it's a condition, why not try to treat it?"
"Treat it?"
Tsunade was momentarily stunned, then chuckled. "It's not that simple..."
"Recently, I've been reading about genjutsu. It mentions techniques that affect emotions. Logically, there should be drugs that can influence emotions too. If you could feel happier every day, maybe some psychological conditions would improve faster."
"Emotions."
As the top expert in medical ninjutsu, Tsunade knew that certain herbs could positively affect emotions.
But.
She had never considered using them to treat psychological conditions.
So.
There were no existing drugs for this purpose.
She thought for a long time.
"It's worth a try, but the problem is, the risks are high, and experimentation would be difficult."
"Test it on summon animals first?"
Kyohiko suggested.
Summon animals were intelligent and could communicate, making them suitable for such experiments.
Tsunade shook her head.
It wasn't that easy.
At the very least, they'd need to identify the right treatment to confirm it was effective, and...
"Even if it works, what's the point?"
"I think there are many who've lost loved ones in the war, not just us. Some can cope and move on, but others might struggle, like... my teammate Kakashi."
Kyohiko finally brought up Kakashi.
Hatake Sakumo and Kakashi.
Tsunade seemed thoughtful. She rested her chin on her hand, looking at Kyohiko, then stood up.
"I've got a lot on my plate right now. I'll think about it later. By the way, this bag of ration pills isn't just for you. Take some for yourself, and the rest is a small interest payment for Jiraiya. Give it to him tomorrow."
"Oh, got it."
So it's not all for me.
That's fine.
Kyohiko's mood instantly calmed.
...
The next day, at the Hokage Building.
Many ninjas had heard the commotion from the previous day, and now, inside the building, there were whispers and speculation about what had happened.
Among them was Hamura Ritsu.
He was eagerly discussing with a fellow chunin.
Kyohiko followed Jiraiya inside and soon overheard their whispers.
He quickly approached.
After listening for a few seconds, he lowered his voice.
"So, who did it?"
"Who else? It must have been Lady Tsunade! Lord Jiraiya might be a bit of a pervert, but he doesn't have that kind of temper. He just likes to..."
Hamura Ritsu whispered.
But.
Soon, he noticed the atmosphere had grown eerily quiet.
Hamura looked up and froze.
Standing in front of him was Jiraiya, and behind him, Tsunade, her face dark and her gaze murderous.
His legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed, barely managing to hold onto the table.
Kyohiko retreated behind the two, his role in this unnoticed.
"Lord Jiraiya, Lady Tsunade!"
Tsunade was clearly the more intimidating of the two.
Because Tsunade wasn't afraid to hit people, and in everyone's minds, she could heal you right after, meaning no sick leave.
Hamura immediately bowed deeply. "I'm sorry!"
Tsunade's expression remained cold as she walked upstairs. The chunin he had been chatting with vanished, leaving Hamura standing alone, looking lost.
Yuhi Kurenai covered her mouth, trying not to laugh.
Jiraiya tapped the table lightly.
"Ritsu, you'll have to be more careful in Konoha from now on."
Hamura swallowed hard.
"Lord Jiraiya, I won't do it again."
"I don't mind, heh. Anyway, handle this for me. There's a request from the Matsuyama family, right?"
Jiraiya said.
Hamura quickly complied, searching through the files.
Soon.
"Yes, Mr. Matsuyama Ichiro has arrived. He's in the side hall."
He handed over the request form.
"Here's the request document."
"Good."
Jiraiya took the document and headed to the next room.
In the side hall of the Hokage Building.
A middle-aged man sat in a chair, accompanied by a young jonin. When they saw Jiraiya and the others, they quickly ended their conversation and greeted them before leaving.
Judging by his appearance, he was likely Nara Shikaku.
"Lord Jiraiya, I'm Matsuyama Ichiro."
"Nice to meet you. If there's nothing else, shall we head out now?"
"Could we wait a bit? I have a shipment of goods I'm purchasing from the Nara clan to sell in the Land of Waves."
Matsuyama Ichiro said.
"When do we leave?"
"This afternoon."
"Alright."