"Aomi, isn't this approach a bit... Can this plan really work?"
Asuma looked at Aomi, who was smiling by the stove, his throat moved slightly.
Just a moment ago.
Aomi had asked Asuma and Nohara Rin a strange question—it's almost noon since they woke up, have they had lunch?
To maintain good competitive condition, Asuma and Nohara Rin had only eaten a little, and after waiting for the late Tsunade, both of their stomachs were somewhat hungry.
So, with a wave of his hand, Aomi assigned them a task and explained the plan to win Tsunade over.
Asuma became the gofer and went to buy a quality old hen and other ingredients as per Aomi's request.
Nohara Rin was responsible for helping Aomi set up the stove.
While Tsunade was still deep in her slumber, Aomi planned to first enjoy a warm chicken soup with his companions.
And the tender chicken soup was the food that Senju Tobirama told Aomi Tsunade loved since she was young...
"Don't worry, Asuma."
Aomi said softly, "Tsunade-sensei mentioned that the assessment only officially begins when we make our move.
"That means if we don't make a move, the assessment won't start."
"As ninjas, the first priority is to thoroughly understand the rules. Whether it's the rules of this assessment now, or the explicit and implicit rules within the village..."
Asuma's expression became solemn. He felt Aomi was teaching him something, without explicitly pointing it out, hoping he'd grasp it with his own wisdom...
"Aomi, I understand!" Asuma nodded vigorously, "I'll just follow your lead!"
Aomi smiled and took the ingredients from Asuma's hands, patting his sweat-covered shoulder, "Good job, Asuma."
This person is just so peculiar.
He had told Asuma countless times to think independently, to think more, and not to make him the backbone.
But the more he said it, the more reliant Asuma became on him, and his thought process started following Aomi's lead...
Aomi slowly drew Muramasa, the blade shining sharply in the sunlight.
Nohara Rin and Asuma both were stunned.
The sword techniques from Uchiha Izuna and Senju Tobirama reached their peak at this moment!
The flames dancing on the blade, the sharp and swift edge, in an instant, completed the bleeding, de-hairing, and gutting processes, leaving behind a clean whole chicken, which gracefully flew through the air...
Aomi pointed his finger, and water appeared out of thin air, washing the airborne chicken, rinsing away impurities thoroughly.
Senju Tobirama frowned at this scene.
Really, using the old man's sword skills just for slaughtering chicken and cooking? What a wasteful brat!
Oh, and using Uchiha Izuna's sword technique too, huh? Looks like this is made for little Tsunade?
Then it's okay, keep it up, kiddo!
Asuma and Nohara Rin were even more flabbergasted, using such sword techniques for cooking?
Even though Asuma is the Son of the Hokage, this was the first time he saw such a scene...
But it wasn't over yet.
Three tomoe appeared in Aomi's eyes, and with Uchiha Throwing Jutsu, he precisely threw ingredients like red dates, chestnuts, goji berries, and ginseng into the pot, embedding them within the chicken.
Under Sharingan's detailed observation, flames ignited in Aomi's hand, immediately lighting up the stove.
Aomi observed the tenderness of the meat with his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, using high-level Fire Release Chakra Nature Transformation to continuously enhance the chicken's flavor.
Senju Tobirama unconsciously curled his lips, unable to hide his smile.
Uchiha Izuna's Fire Release and Throwing Technique are quite impressive, so what?
Doesn't it just end up as Aomi's cooking?
Looking at it this way, Uchiha Izuna's chakra doesn't seem to have an influence on Aomi!
Senju Tobirama subconsciously forgot that his Water Release was used to wash the chicken earlier too...
A flash of red appeared in Aomi's eyes and his hands moved skillfully, adding condiments in an orderly manner, while the flames seemed to come alive, evenly laying at the bottom of the pot, maintaining a steady temperature.
With such extravagant techniques, a pot of fragrant chicken soup was quickly completed.
Asuma and Nohara Rin smelled the aroma and unconsciously swallowed, their gaze towards Aomi changed.
"Aomi, with this chicken soup you made, I bet even my old man hasn't tasted such extravagance..."
Asuma inhaled the scent, momentarily forgetting Tsunade in the distance, only thinking about gulping down a bowl of Aomi's masterpiece later.
Not to mention Sarutobi Hiruzen, even his old mentor Senju Tobirama's eyes started to shine.
If he wasn't a soul now, Senju Tobirama himself would want to have a bowl... Technically speaking, isn't this like Uchiha Izuna made it?
Aomi waved his hand, "What extravagance or not, whether it's Fire Release, sword technique, Dojutsu, or other ninjutsu, these are all tools for ninjas to serve those close to them with comfort."
"In my view, being able to defeat enemies with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan and being able to prepare a bowl of chicken soup for a friend are equally important."
Warmth flooded the hearts of Asuma and Nohara Rin.
This real chicken soup hasn't reached their mouths yet, but Aomi's soulful chicken soup has already comforted them...
"Alright, you can start eating now."
Aomi gently lifted the lid, and at that moment...
Asuma and Nohara Rin seemed to see dazzling golden light bursting forth from the chicken soup, but upon a second look, the light was gone.
Aomi smiled beside them, "Without some special effects, how could this chicken soup meet its standards?"
The golden and translucent chicken soup, chestnuts, red dates, and ginseng lined up like stars surrounding the whole chicken in the middle, making the plating look exceptionally appetizing...
Aomi slowly exhaled.
A gentle breeze wrapped in fragrance blew towards Tsunade.
With her eyes closed, Tsunade unconsciously twitched her nose. Having drunk last night but not eaten, her stomach was long empty, in need of warm food to fill it.
Tsunade gradually awoke, opening her eyes to see the blue sky and white clouds, she sighed.
She had no will left to cook for herself anymore. Feeling sad, she'd go drinking, drank too much and vomit, then healed herself with medical ninjutsu; it was the best cycle to forget the past.
"Chicken soup... Ha, subconsciously, I guess I'm still indulging in the past? I'm truly a weak woman..."
Tsunade laughed at herself, slowly sat up, and began searching for Aomi and the others.
She initially planned to sleep until Aomi and others approached, then quickly take them down as Asuma said.
After all, how could ninjas-in-training resist such an opportunity?
But when Tsunade looked up, she saw Aomi smiling at her, waving: "Tsunade-sensei, the chicken soup is ready, come have a bowl..."
Tsunade stared at Aomi.
Gazing at Aomi's face under the sun, her vision seemed a bit blurred...