“So, you learn anything new?”
“That you apparently want me to learn war before I learn the clan’s specialty.” Homare would sigh “So, we ready to get back to work?” The man just nodded, and Makoto closed to book and got out from his seat.
The two would then exit and stood across from each other, Makoto crossed his arms. “Alright, so what’s next.” His father would answer by doing a few handsigns, and the child’s eyes lit up. Was he finally going to teach him an actual technique?!
Homare would then create a wall of ice, notably it would have a… was that a bar sticking out of the side. The jounin would then grab onto it and did a few pull ups, and suddenly Makoto lost interest. “Basic strength training.”
“Really?”
“Really.”
[134 Words, rolling Endurance.]