"Physical examination?"
Tsunade was slightly taken aback, and even Shizune beside her instinctively looked at Shinji.
Neither of them had expected that his special visit today was for this reason.
Had something gone wrong with his training?
Or had he suffered some hidden injury?
Tsunade walked up to Shinji, carefully examining him from head to toe.
His complexion was rosy, his breathing steady—he didn't look sick at all.
She reached out, first touching his forehead, then moving her hand to his chest, quietly sensing his heartbeat.
Then she closed her eyes, meticulously examining the flow of Chakra within his body.
A moment later, Tsunade opened her eyes, her brow slightly furrowed.
"Body temperature, heartbeat, Chakra... all normal."
"What exactly is the matter?"
Although it hadn't been long since she took Shinji as her disciple, Tsunade had already gained a general understanding of his character.
She believed Shinji would never come here just to play a joke.
Looking at Tsunade, who was so close, her blue-and-white halter top stretched tight, a faint scent of herbs and cherry blossoms drifted into Shinji's nostrils.
He took half a step back, suppressing the subtle flutter in his heart.
"Teacher Tsunade, Shizune, I'm not sick."
Shizune patted her chest, relieved, but couldn't help asking further:
"Then why did you suddenly want Lady Tsunade to examine you?"
Tsunade also cast a puzzled look.
Shinji took a deep breath and slowly raised both hands.
Chakra from within his body surged continuously toward his arms.
He simultaneously activated Chakra nature transformation, allowing the Lightning and Water attributes to slowly merge.
A bubble-like sphere of light, shimmering with blue-white lightning, slowly condensed in his palm, its glow instantly illuminating the entire living room.
Storm Release.
This was exactly why he had come to see Tsunade today.
To bring Storm Release into the open, asking Tsunade to vouch for him and provide cover.
So that he could openly use this power in the future, and also leverage Tsunade's influence to preemptively suppress any potential trouble that might arise.
Seeing this peculiar sphere of light, Shizune froze on the spot, her eyes filled with astonishment:
"Shinji, what kind of Ninjutsu is this? Are you developing a new technique?"
Having traveled with Tsunade for many years, Shizune was quite knowledgeable, but she clearly hadn't seen Storm Release before.
But Tsunade was different.
As one of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha, she had dealt with powerful figures from various nations and immediately grasped the key point.
Tsunade's pupils suddenly contracted, her rosy lips parting slightly.
"Shinji, this couldn't be—"
She already had a startling guess in her mind, waiting only for his confirmation.
Shinji nodded gently, his tone calm:
"Recently, during training, I accidentally fused Lightning Release and Water Release. In the end, it formed a very special Chakra nature."
"I looked up some information and found it almost identical to the Storm Release of the Hidden Cloud Village."
"Storm Release?!"
Shizune gasped in a low voice—this time, she was truly shocked.
Indeed!
Tsunade's earlier guess was confirmed. She walked over and sat down on the sofa, resting one hand against her lips, lost in thought.
Shinji had actually awakened Storm Release.
Her first suspicion was that one of Shinji's parents might be from the Hidden Cloud Village.
But this thought had barely surfaced before she immediately dismissed it.
Shinji possesses the Sharingan, so his parents must be from the Uchiha Clan.
The Cloud Village would never send someone with the Storm Release Kekkei Genkai to intermarry with the Uchiha.
In that case, did Shinji awaken Storm Release on his own?
But how is that possible?
Kekkei Genkai are typically inherited through bloodlines.
Could Shinji possess some unique constitution himself?
The Sharingan, plus Storm Release.
A glimmer of keen interest flashed in Tsunade's eyes.
Thinking back to how she had casually taken on this disciple merely to repay a favor, only to discover he harbored such terrifying potential, she lightly tapped the table, her admiration impossible to conceal.
Shinji and Shizune sat across from her, remaining silent.
Tsunade suddenly looked up, her gaze settling on Shinji as she asked curiously:
"Shinji, why didn't you inform the Uchiha elders and clan leader first?"
In her view, simply revealing his Storm Release would significantly elevate Shinji's status and resources within the clan.
Shinji smiled calmly and explained:
"There's no rush to tell them later. I never joined the Police Force anyway. Besides, in this matter, I trust you more, Tsunade-sensei."
"You are the strongest Medical Ninja in the Shinobi World."
The well-timed flattery made the corners of Tsunade's mouth twitch upward before she burst into hearty laughter.
Clearly, she was quite pleased with his words.
She stood up, paced around the living room for a moment, quickly made up her mind, and looked at Shizune:
"Shizune, bring out my tools."
"Yes."
Shizune hurried upstairs and soon returned carrying a medical kit, placing it on the low table.
Tsunade turned to Shinji and instructed, "Shinji, take off your clothes."
Shinji froze: Take off his clothes? So fast?
Seeing him rooted to the spot, Shizune urged with a laugh:
"Just your top, that's all."
Only then did Shinji relax, realizing he had misunderstood.
Why did he feel a twinge of regret?
Slowly, he raised his hands and removed all his upper garments.
He wasn't an exaggerated muscle-bound brute; his frame had no excess fat, yet it bore the well-proportioned, firm lines honed by years on the battlefield, every inch of his physique radiating resilience.
Seeing these clean lines, both Tsunade and Shizune couldn't help but sneak a few extra glances, their eyes unconsciously revealing a hint of admiration.
Not bad!
Then, Tsunade turned to Shizune and said:
"Shizune, lend a hand."
"Yes, Tsunade-sama."
She opened the medical kit, took out a Perception Needle, and walked over to Shinji.
Sandwiched between the two women, Shinji watched their increasingly excited expressions, his own face gradually turning odd.
Especially their conversation—it sounded a bit off no matter how he heard it.
"Shizune, insert it here, yes, right at this spot."
"Tsunade-sama, feel here, see if there's any abnormality."
"Shizune, you—go collect some blood."
As soon as the words were spoken, Tsunade's voice trembled slightly.
"Alright! Tsunade-sama, leave this task to me!"
Shizune immediately understood, quickly retrieving an opaque blood collection tube from a nearby box, deftly tearing open the packaging, and walking over to Shinji.
With practiced movements, she pricked Shinji's arm, and pale red blood slowly filled the collection tube.
An hour later.
Shinji had redressed, tightly pulling his collar together as he mustered the courage to ask:
"Tsunade-sensei, is there anything abnormal about my body?"
Tsunade shook the blood collection tube in her hand, which contained about 10 milliliters of Shinji's blood, and replied casually:
"There's nothing abnormal with your body, but we'll need to run more detailed tests."
Shinji nodded, glancing at the blood sample in Tsunade's hand without much concern.
His Kekkei Genkai was granted by the System, so there shouldn't be anything unusual detectable in his blood.
"Then, Tsunade-sensei, if I openly use Storm Release from now on, will it cause trouble?"
Tsunade paused briefly, immediately understanding his concern.
She chuckled softly, reaching out to hook an arm around Shinji's neck, pulling him halfway into the crook of her arm.
After all, Shinji was her disciple. With her around, no one would dare cause him trouble.
"Use it as you please. If any trouble arises, I'll handle it for you."
Shinji stumbled unexpectedly, crashing into a soft, warm embrace, his heart skipping a beat.
Once again, he caught the faint scent of herbs and cherry blossoms, leaving only one thought in his mind:
So fragrant! So soft!