Chapter 103 Asma's Auditory Hallucinations
Chapter 103 Asma's Auditory Hallucinations
Chapter 103 Asma's Auditory Hallucinations
"Don't be so arrogant."
Sarutobi Asuma said angrily, "Nebula, I admit that you are a little stronger than me now."
"But I won't let you be smug for long."
"You just wait! Once I've mastered the swordsmanship that Ms. Mikoto taught me, I'll definitely let you taste my power."
Upon hearing this, Shenyue Xingyun lowered his head and began to form hand seals.
Seeing this, Sarutobi Asuma asked, "What are you doing?"
Shen Yue Xingyun didn't even look up, continuously forming the nine hand seals of the Great Fireball Technique: "Practice the Great Fireball."
"When the time comes, if you try to cut me with your sword, I'll burn you with my Great Fireball."
Sarutobi Asuma's expression was strange: "How about you learn a more advanced ninjutsu?"
"You think you can beat my dual blades with a basic fireball? You might as well just use your swordsmanship."
Shen Yue Xingyun remained silent, focusing solely on practicing hand seals.
Of course, he was joking with Sarutobi Asuma; he would never use a Fireball Jutsu to burn his own teammates.
Unworthy.
But practicing hand seals is indeed very necessary.
The system amplified the power of his Fireball Jutsu by a thousand times, enhancing it based on his existing mastery. He wondered if he could further refine his Fireball Jutsu and increase its power even more. He didn't expect to reach Lv5, but even a slight increase would be good.
He practiced hand seals while on duty, and didn't find it boring at all.
Sarutobi Asuma, on the other hand, was always busy.
He would go to the toilet every now and then, and then jump to the treetop to observe from afar.
Sometimes they would pick a few wild fruits from the treetops.
"Red, Nebula, do you want some?"
"This fruit tastes good."
Shenyue Xingyun shook her head: "Do you know him?"
"Eating random things can easily lead to food poisoning."
Sarutobi Asuma said dismissively, "Don't worry, I saw squirrels eating it too, it's definitely not poisonous."
"If you're not going to eat it, I'll eat it myself."
Half an hour later, Sarutobi Asuma's stomach started to rumble.
Shingetsu Nebula: "What did I say again?"
"You never listen to the captain."
Sarutobi Asuma clutched his stomach: "Stop talking nonsense, the fruit is definitely not poisonous!"
"It's just a little digestive aid. Red, Nebula, I'm going to the restroom."
Seeing him clutch his stomach and walk away, Kurenai reminded him, "Asuma, stay away."
"We still have to stand guard here."
"Understood." Sarutobi Asuma bowed and waved his hand.
After providing the border forest with nutrient-rich waste, Sarutobi Asuma walked towards his post. In the distance, he seemed to hear some panting sounds.
"Is anyone there?"
With doubts in his mind, Asuma continued forward, but the panting soon disappeared.
Further on, Shingetsu Seiun and Yuhi Kurenai were quietly on guard duty.
Sarutobi Asuma thought he had misheard and didn't think much of it.
When Kurenai saw him return, she asked with concern, "Asuma, are you alright?"
Sarutobi Asuma shook his head: "It was a good experience, nothing serious."
Kurenai Yuhi: "So, are you still going to eat the fruit? I see there are quite a few bigger ones on the trees to the west."
Sarutobi Asuma thought Kurenai was teasing him, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Never mind."
"I'm not eating yet."
After the changing of the guard at nightfall, the three returned to the camp to rest. Each ninja squad had its own tent.
After receiving the supplies and having dinner, the three of them began to rest.
Not long after, Sarutobi Asuma felt his stomach churning again.
"I'll never eat random things again," he vowed as he grabbed his ninja tool kit and headed for the toilet.
After a thoroughly enjoyable experience, he walked back to the camp and suddenly realized that he could hear the same breathing he had heard during the day again.
When they entered the tent, the sound stopped. Inside, Shingetsu Seiun and Yuhi Kurenai were resting quietly on their respective cots, without any sign of anything amiss.
He had to continue his shift in the middle of the night, so he suppressed his doubts and went to rest.
In the days that followed, Sarutobi Asuma felt increasingly strange.
Occasionally, he would hear a faint panting sound every day or two.
He didn't know where it came from, but he could vaguely hear it.
One evening, he had just stepped out of his tent to collect supplies when he heard that sound again.
His eyes immediately sharpened, and he looked around.
There were tents all around, and nothing seemed amiss.
He vaguely sensed that the sound was coming from his squad's tent.
He turned around, took a few steps to the tent, and lifted the curtain.
Inside the tent, Kurenai Yuhi was organizing her ninja tool bag, while Seiun Kamitsuki was sharpening his sword. Seeing him pull back the curtain, Kurenai looked up in confusion: "What's wrong, Asuma?"
"Have the supplies been retrieved?"
Shen Yue Xingyun lowered his head and sharpened his sword, remaining silent.
Frowning, Sarutobi Asuma said, "No, let me check if I've forgotten anything." With that, he lowered the curtain and turned to retrieve the supplies.
However, they hadn't gone far when the strange noises started again.
He stopped and realized that the sound hadn't disappeared this time.
He turned around, looked back, and quickly stepped forward to lift the curtain.
This time, Kurenai Yuhi was looking down as she tidied up the clothes she had just hung out to dry, without looking up, while Seiun Kamitsuki was wiping her longsword with a cloth.
"Asuma, look at my sword, isn't it cool?"
"It'll do alright," Sarutobi Asuma replied, then left, completely bewildered.
As they walked toward the direction where they would collect the supplies, they muttered to themselves.
"Looks like you've been too stressed lately."
"Stop thinking about becoming famous tonight, and get some more sleep."
For the next month or so, things were relatively peaceful.
The team that Shenyue Xingyun was part of spent most of their time on guard duty, patrolling, setting traps around the base, and clearing the area.
It seemed not much different from completing low-level tasks in the village back then—the same repetitive and boring tasks.
The only difference is that the atmosphere on the front lines is more tense.
For ninjas who have never experienced war, this sense of tension will gradually fade over time.
For example, Sarutobi Asuma, after being stationed for more than a month, began to learn how to slack off without being taught.
That day, it was the squad's turn to be on duty at dawn. Under the cover of night, it wasn't long before Sarutobi Asuma had almost fallen asleep against a tree several times.
"Asuma, don't get distracted." Seeing that Sarutobi Asuma was standing there and almost closed his eyes, Shinzuki Seiun reminded him once again.
"I wasn't daydreaming, I was thinking about something." Sarutobi Asuma was a little impatient as his sleepiness was interrupted.
He opened his eyes slightly, but after a while, the quiet environment made his eyelids start to droop again.
"Asuma!" Kurenai Yuhi couldn't stand it anymore: "Cheer up!"
"If the Jonin finds out, you're in big trouble."
After being told that by Kurenai Yuhi, Sarutobi Asuma finally perked up a bit. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and said, "Alright, alright, I got it."
"No need to be so careful."
"We've been here for over a month, and Iwagakure hasn't actually attacked yet."
Kurenai Yuhi: "Asuma, have you forgotten your jinx? Don't say things like that."
"If Iwagakure really attacks, let's see what you do then."
Sarutobi Asuma: "Ha, so what if you're here? My twin swords have already—" The words he didn't finish were covered by a hand gag.
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