"Big bro, the knife."
Nawaki handed over a surgical scalpel, while Aburame Mushi-hime wiped the sweat from Hyuga Arin's forehead.
Arin was fully focused, performing surgery on a wounded ninja.
When the operation ended, the ninja—who had been biting down on a wooden block—spat it out. There was no anesthesia here. Many people had to endure surgery through sheer pain alone.
Thankfully, ninjas were trained to withstand suffering. Pain like this was tolerable for them.
The real problem was—
"Your leg has been reattached, but you won't be able to continue as a ninja," Arin said regretfully to the patient.
The man's legs had been severed on the battlefield. Although they had been reattached, the bones and meridians were completely destroyed.
Walking would already be difficult—becoming a ninja again was out of the question.
The injured ninja looked utterly despairing, staring blankly up at the sky.
If he had known it would end like this, he might as well have died on the battlefield.
Soon, others carried him away. There were many like him—people who had lost the qualifications to remain ninjas.
"This is the last one," Nawaki said from the side.
For the past few days, Arin had been nonstop treating patients. Hundreds of wounded had been healed by him alone.
Arin glanced at the experience he'd gained.
[Experience: 54,897]
All of it came from treating the wounded over these days. He hadn't expected the experience from a secondary profession to be this substantial.
It seemed that once the war ended, he'd have no choice but to work at Konoha Hospital.
There always had to be a place to farm experience.
"There's been no movement from the Cloud side," Arin said, looking toward the distant mountains, where Konoha ninja were stationed in perfect condition.
If Cloud ninja showed even the slightest movement, signals would be sent immediately.
But over these past days, there hadn't been a single alert. Every report came back the same—no sign of Cloud ninja.
"Yeah, after losing last time, they probably don't plan on continuing the war," Nawaki said with a sigh.
So… what exactly had he come to the battlefield for?
It felt more like tourism.
Nawaki looked at Arin and let out a deep sigh. Sometimes, when your teammate was too strong, there really was nothing left for anyone else to do.
What had he been doing these days?
At first, sitting on a rock watching Arin throw fireballs.
Then finally, when danger appeared—
Arin used some bizarre barrier technique to trap all the Cloud ninja and even borrow his power.
Meanwhile, he and Mushi-hime just stood there watching.
The most dangerous moment might have been when the barrier ended and the two of them escaped underground.
Even then, a few Cloud ninja spotted them and attacked, forcing them into a difficult escape.
Barely enough to give them a sense of participation.
Like a consolation prize.
Honestly—it didn't stir up any emotions at all.
It really wasn't supposed to be like this at first.
…Suddenly, he really wanted to switch teams.
"Still can't find an opportunity," Arin muttered, glancing at Hyuga Hiashi, who was now surrounded by Hyuga clan members.
The two sides were clearly separated, no longer resembling members of the same clan.
Only their eyes were the same.
Seeing that there were no more patients to treat, Arin stopped lingering.
"Big bro, where are you going?" Nawaki asked.
"To rest, obviously," Arin replied matter-of-factly.
He'd been treating patients all day—he was completely exhausted, body and mind.
"Then what about us?" Nawaki said helplessly.
Ever since arriving at this battlefield, he couldn't find his role at all. The entire camp had quieted down, and no tasks were coming his way.
Wait—
Nawaki saw Mushi-hime also walking toward Arin and felt a vein throb in his forehead.
"What are you going to do?" he asked.
"I'm going to warm Big Brother Ming's bed," Mushi-hime said, her face flushed red.
He knew it!!!
Nawaki noticed that after she said that, Arin suddenly walked even faster.
So he did hear it!
"GO TRAIN!!!!"
Nawaki's roar echoed throughout the entire camp.
At this point, he seriously felt he should change teams. One teammate who monopolized all the enemies, and another who was a lovestruck idiot—
He really didn't fit into this team at all!
Back in his tent, Arin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He truly couldn't accept someone whose body was full of bugs—and who even liked cooking bug dishes.
Somehow, she felt like she'd have great chemistry with the toads of Mount Myōboku.
Looking at the simple bed inside the tent, he collapsed onto it.
These past few days had been amazing for farming experience—but also genuinely exhausting.
More draining than fighting.
Yet lying on the bed, he couldn't fall asleep.
Even though he was a ninja skilled in killing and arson, he still went to bed at ten every night and made sure to get a full eight hours of sleep.
If it wasn't bedtime yet, he simply couldn't sleep.
He opened his status panel.
[Name: I'm Hyuga Arin]
[Class: Hunter]
[Sub-class: Doctor]
[Level: Lv42 (0/41,500)]
[Chakra/Nen: 11,110 / 9,110 + 1,000 + 500 + 500]
[Essence: 104,587]
[Experience: 494,106]
"Essence is more than enough. And I can't just leave this much experience unused."
Arin looked over his skills.
First—
Max out Breath of Thunder.
This was a sword art. Until now, he'd still been relying on Nobunaga's swordsmanship from the Hunter world.
But he had other plans for Breath of Thunder.
[Breath of Thunder (Lv1) EXP (0/500)]
[Breath of Thunder (Lv5) EXP (0/8,000)]
[Breath of Thunder (Lv9) EXP (0/128,000) – Trait Available]
[Breath of Thunder (Lv10) – Max Level – Trait Selected]
Available Traits:
Thunderclap: Your sword techniques can draw down lightning.Master: Your swordsmanship reaches the pinnacle.Swift Flash: Your speed becomes lightning-fast.
Arin looked at the three traits.
The first added lightning-element damage to sword techniques.
Despite its name, Breath of Thunder was fundamentally pure swordsmanship—its "lightning" was more about momentum and appearance.
The second was a pure swordsmanship boost.
The third boosted speed.
Arin didn't hesitate and chose the first.
For what he planned to do next, he needed a sword technique that could actually summon lightning.
With the selection confirmed, a massive amount of swordsmanship knowledge flooded his mind.
The "lightning" of Breath of Thunder worked by using breathing techniques to alter the body's magnetic field, generating static electricity that gathered along the blade. Combined with rapid movement and friction, static electricity transformed into actual electrical current.
That was the version without chakra.
With chakra, all those steps could be skipped—directly producing powerful lightning.
Arin opened his eyes. A faint yellow arc of electricity flickered between his brows.
"Not bad. Not bad at all."
He glanced at his remaining experience.
[Experience Pool: 238,606]
"Experience really disappears fast," Arin sighed, then dumped all of it into Ghost Brain.
[Ghost Brain (Lv1) EXP (0/100)]
[Ghost Brain (Lv5) EXP (0/500)]
[Ghost Brain (Lv9) EXP (0/900)]
[Ghost Brain (Lv10) – Max Level – Trait Available]
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