The Senju compound's training yard pulsed with energy as Kushina Uzumaki unleashed her opening salvo.
With a fierce yell—"Take this, ya noble jerk!", she moved towards him and tried to punch him. But Kenta dodged it lazily.
"Oy, Who announces their attack and moves so predictably? You are a shinobi, fight like one." Kenta said in a complete serious tone.
He was a martial artist and watching someone fight like that was painful and disgraceful to see. It was also an insult to martial arts and martial artists.
Kenta gave her a solid punch in the gut knocking the wind out of her before kicking her in the chin sending her flying with blood flowing from her mouth.
Kushina though immediately sat up thanks to her Uzumaki vitality. She punch the ground in rage, cracking both the ground and her knuckles.
'She has quite a lot of power but no skill. She is still a kid so she has a lot of time to grow better.' Kenta thought as he looked at the cracked ground
"Damn it, I will show you why you should never underestimate an Uzumaki, dattebayo!" Kushina said as three steel like chains erupted from her belly, as they snaked toward Kenta.
The crowd gasped clearly knowing what th chains signified.
Tsunade muttered, "She's not holding back," and Mito watched with a gleeful grin.
'So she has already awakened her Uzumaki Kekkei Genkai. If I am not wrong those tails could restrict my movements easily and drain away my chakra. They also look quite sharp better to stay away from them.' Kenta instead of panicking however, smirked, his senses buzzing with mischief.
He'd caught a chakra signature on a nearby rooftop and after verifying who the person was with his eyes, he knew who to have fun with—Danzo Shimura.
'Its also a good time to reveal my Kekkei Genkai. With Tsunade and Mito here, Danzo or even Hiruzen won't be able to do much about me. I am a half Senju and they would likely protect me from any harm from inside the village. Hiruzen though would not likely do anything due to the fear of my grandpa. But Danzo is a different matter. With Mito and Tsunade, he can't use direct schemes to get back at me.' And with that thought Kenta's hands slammed together.
*CLAP!*
In a blink, he swapped places with Danzo, who'd been observing from well within Kenta's sensory range. One second, Kenta stood in the chains' path; the next, Danzo materialized there, his stern face twisting into shock as the razor-sharp links hurtled toward him, mere centimeters from his chest.
"What—?!" he rasped, his eyes widening.
But elite jōnin instincts kicked in—he flashed a single hand sign—*Ram*—and an earthen wall surged from the ground, the chains slamming into it with a *clang!* Before the dust settled, Danzo body-flickered away, reappearing on a safer rooftop, his heart pounding.
'How did that happen?!' Danzo's mind raced, his usual composure rattled. 'I was watching from a distance—one moment he's there, the next I'm in his place, facing chains! No hand signs, no warning—just a clap. Was it him? Kenta Madoka?' He replayed the moment, sweat beading on his brow. 'No seals, no scroll—a space-time jutsu? At his age? Impossible… or is it? That brat's a wildcard—did he target me deliberately?' He glanced at his previous location where the sweets his Root agents had piled on the rooftop —mochi, dango, cakes—now were being torn apart and being eaten by Kenta, and cursed inwardly. He was now sure that whatever happened was either a space time ninjutsu or a genjutsu.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, perched on a balcony overlooking the yard, nearly dropped his pipe. "What in the—?!" he sputtered, eyes wide as Kenta swapped with Danzo.
'Space-time ninjutsu?! No seals—just a clap and he's gone. He appeared at the exact location Danzo was at and Danzo appeared at the boy's place. A substitution jutsu but a space time variant of it?!' His mind scrambled for an explanation but he got nothing to explain this.
Kushina, meanwhile, blinked at whatever weird thing happened, her chains retracting into her stomach. She spotted Danzo flickering away and assumed the worst. "Oi! You crusty old jōnin!" she roared, stomping a foot so hard the ground cracked.
"Think you can protect that noble toad from my wrath?! No one's saving him—not you, not the Hokage, not the whole village, ya know!" Her hair flared like a wildfire, fists shaking as she glared at the rooftop. "I'll crush him 'til he's mochi paste—step off, geezer!" The crowd snickered, Sayaka—arriving just in time—groaned, "Oh, kami, she's lost it,"
Kenta, unfazed by her tantrum, grinned wider as he popped another mochi ball in his mouth as he ran towards Kushina.
'I wonder why did Danzo have so many desserts with him. Does he also love desserts just like me? Maybe he is not such a bad guy in this life after all. Well, Time to end this circus.'
*CLAP!*
He clapped again, swapping places with Kushina mid-rant. She materialized facing forward, still yelling—"Nobody messes with an Uzumaki!"—only to falter, confused, as her surroundings shifted. First, Kenta was running in front of her, now he had completed disappeared. She had not realised that their positions have been swapped.
"Huh? What the—?!" Before she could turn, Kenta appeared beside her, his smirk devilish. With a swift 'Thunder Palm Fist', he slammed an open hand into her back—*thwack!*—staggering her.
A low kick followed, clipping her shin, and a sweeping leg strike sent her crashing to the dirt, out cold with a *thud*. Dust billowed, and the crowd fell silent, jaws dropping.
Mito clapped once, her voice ringing out. "Well, that's that! Kenta Madoka wins the spar!" She cackled—"Hahaha!"—Hashirama-style, making the Senju cringe anew.
Tsunade rushed to Kushina's side, grumbling, "Great, now I'm on babysitting duty," and began healing her with glowing hands. A shadow clone of Mito poofed into existence beside Kenta, holding a tray with a single, glistening mochi ball—the prize he'd fought for. "Here ya go, brat," the clone said, smirking. "Earned it fair and square."
Kenta snatched it, popping it into his mouth with a triumphant chew. "Mmm—victory tastes sweet," he mumbled, crumbs flying. Kushina stirred, groaning as Tsunade propped her up, and glared at him through bleary eyes. "You… cheated… ya jerk…"
"Cheated?" Kenta scoffed, swallowing. "I won with pure skill, Red—bow to your better!" Kushina growled, shoving Tsunade's hands away. "Better?! You're a sneaky noble rat—I'll pound you next time, ya know!" Their bickering flared up instantly, the crowd exchanging amused glances.
"Pound me? You couldn't hit me if I stood still!" Kenta taunted, flexing his claws. "Go back to eating dirt—it suits you!"
"Suits me?!" Kushina snapped, staggering to her feet. "You're a drooling mochi thief with a face like a squashed bug—fight me again, coward!"
"Coward? I'm the champ—you're the loser crying to her granny!" Kenta shot back, smirking.
Mito's grin faded, her patience snapping like a twig. She stomped forward, her tiny frame radiating menace. "Enough!" she barked, her voice cutting through their squabble like a kunai. The air grew heavy, the Nine-Tails' chakra faintly pulsing, and both kids froze, wide-eyed. "You two are worse than Hashirama and Tobirama on a bad day—yelling like alley cats over a fishbone! You're gonna amend this nonsense and be friends, or I'll chain you both to a tree and lecture you 'til your ears bleed!"
Kenta gulped, his bravado wilting. "Uh—yes, ma'am! I mean, Mito-sama! Friendship sounds… great?" He forced a grin, glancing at Kushina like she was a rabid dog.
Kushina paled, her fists unclenching. "Y-Yes, ma'am! I'll be… nice… to this idiot, ya know!" She shot Kenta a death glare, muttering under her breath, "For now."
Mito's glare softened into a smug smile. "Good! Shake on it—now!" She clapped her hands—*smack!*—and the kids flinched, scrambling to comply. Kenta thrust out a hand, Kushina grabbed it like she'd rather snap it off, and they shook once, hard, before yanking back like they'd touched fire.
"See? Easy!" Mito chirped, then cackled again—"Hahaha!"—sending shivers down everyone's spines.
Kenta rubbed his hand, muttering, "Friends with her? I'd rather hug a porcupine."
Kushina hissed back, "Same, ya noble snot—watch your back!"
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