But these ninjutsu cannot be used just by knowing the names—hand seals are also required. When Kaito thought of hand seals, he immediately panicked.
Who would memorize those complicated sequences of hand seals in their free time? Unless they were die-hard Naruto fans or cosplay enthusiasts!
If God came back to Earth, He would definitely memorize all the major ninjutsu and hand seals in Naruto by heart.
After complaining inwardly, Kaito turned his attention to the miscellaneous items he had taken down, and a thin piece of white paper suddenly caught his eye.
"This should be a chakra test paper," Kaito thought to himself.
As the name suggests, chakra paper is used to detect a ninja's chakra nature—except for yin and yang attributes.
He picked up the paper and slowly transferred chakra into it.
Three changes suddenly appeared on the paper: one part caught fire, another wrinkled, and a third part split in two.
"Fire, lightning, and wind attributes!"
Fire and wind must be his innate affinities, while lightning was likely due to the Thunder Fruit he consumed.
Now that he understood his chakra attributes, his next training direction became clearer.
Putting the box back in place, Kaito walked over to the tatami mat and fell asleep.
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The next day
After the sun rose high, Kaito ate a simple meal, picked up the passbook under his pillow, and walked toward the Konoha Bank.
Konoha was indeed the most prosperous village in the Naruto world. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw various shops opening, shopkeepers shouting, and a steady flow of villagers and ninjas moving through the streets.
Ignoring the noise around him, Kaito walked into a shop with the word "Money" boldly displayed on the sign. This was Konoha's financial house—basically the village's version of a bank.
After withdrawing 500,000 ryō and leaving 3,000,000 in the account, Kaito headed to the weapon shop.
The Konoha Weapon Shop was at the far end of the main street—its location was a bit remote.
Compared to the bustling stores along the way, this one was nearly deserted.
The shop owner was a young man. When he saw Kaito walk in, his gloomy expression immediately brightened into a professional smile.
"Welcome! What can I help you with?"
Kaito looked at the man carefully and thought to himself, This should be Tenten's father.
(A/N:I won't be giving him a name, so as not to overcomplicate things)
"I want weighted gear," Kaito said directly.
"Weighted gear?" the young man—Tenten's father—brightened. This was serious business!
Even the lightest gear started at 30,000 ryō.
"How heavy are you thinking?"
"The gear sets range from 10 to 50 kilograms, then 100, 200, and 300 kilograms. Anything heavier has to be custom-made," he explained quickly.
"Since you're still a kid, I recommend starting with the 10-kilogram set."
"10 kilograms? Too light," Kaito shook his head.
When he trained in the system space, he had worn 30 kilograms on both his arms and legs. Ten would have no effect at all.
"This must be your first time here. You may not know how the gear works," Tenten's father explained. "Each limb carries 10 kilograms, and the vest adds an extra 10. So the total weight for the 10-kg set is 50 kilograms overall."
"Still think it's too light?"
Kaito nodded, mentally calculating what would push his limits.
His body was used to 30-kg gear already, so it wouldn't stimulate growth anymore. With his current training speed, he'd adapt to 40 kg in no time.
"Make it the 50-kg set," Kaito said firmly.
"...How much?" Tenten's father looked shocked.
Was this kid serious? A full 250 kg of distributed weight? He'd be crushed!
Still, business was business. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Alright, right this way," Tenten's father gestured.
He led Kaito to the back section marked "Weighted Gear Area" and stopped in front of the 50-kg set.
"Here it is."
Without hesitation, Kaito put on the weighted vest and attached the leg and arm guards.
The moment he strapped them in, he felt immense pressure—as if a boulder had been placed on his back.
He took a trembling step.
Boom!
His foot hit the ground with a dull, heavy thud.
After walking back and forth a few times, sweat formed on his forehead. The 50-kg weight was challenging—but manageable.
Tenten's father was stunned.
This kid… he's a monster.
No ordinary child could carry this kind of weight. The 200 kg and 300 kg sets were just there for show—the max was 100 kg.
In fact, only one person had ever bought the 100-kg gear: the late Might Duy.
(Most people there don't train in physical exercise, Mostly ninjustu and Chakra.
That's why they don't really need to buy those weights.)
Even among the 50-kg users, fewer than 10 existed.
Yet this kid, no older than ten, was already carrying that kind of weight with real movement.
Genius... a physical genius, Tenten's father thought in awe.
"How much?" Kaito asked, teeth clenched.
Tenten's father's expression returned to that of a sly businessman. "Discounted price—300,000 ryō."
"What? 300,000?" Kaito barked.
"Yep. You see, the weights you're using contain meteorite iron, a rare metal imported from the Land of Iron..." Tenten's father launched into a long explanation.
Bottom line: the materials weren't ordinary. They were expensive.
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