Yuuki slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the light coming through the window.
It was 5:30 in the morning at this moment. The sun hadn't fully risen yet, only revealing a corner of it, but it was also the wake-up time that Yuuki had set for himself.
As the saying goes, the best time of day is morning, and this was the best time to go out for a run and exercise his body.
He got up, put on the clothes that were placed on the head of the bed and the shoes under the bed, and after a simple wash, Yuuki left directly, heading to the training ground for a run.
However, it seemed that he wasn't the only one who got up early. There was also Maki Zenin, who had been there for an unknown amount of time.
She was sweating profusely at this moment, holding the naginata with both hands, and her seemingly casual strike was not ordinary.
Each slash could stir up the fallen leaves scattered on the ground, and the muscles on her strong arms were tense at this moment, there was a sense of the beauty of power.
Yuuki subconsciously activated the Sharingan while watching from the side, wanting to copy all of these moves into his mind.
Maki Zenin also saw Yuuki to the side, but didn't stop swinging the naginata in her hand, but instead smiled slightly and continued to swing it.
A silent teaching was generated between the two of them.
Yuuki carefully observed the direction of the power and center of gravity, and the copying of the Sharingan allowed his brain to enter a state of emptiness.
A huge amount of analysis data poured into his mind, as if he had carefully observed it again in the fantasy space, down to the dripping of sweat.
But it was obvious that this kind of thing that tested memory was easy to cause headaches and a strong sense of dizziness.
After only watching for more than ten minutes, Yuuki knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and vomiting the overnight food that hadn't been completely digested in his stomach.
"Ugh~"
Damn it, his head was about to explode. What a joke, even just copying memories could cause such a headache.
"Ugh~" So uncomfortable!
This Sharingan was really garbage, it was definitely not that his brain couldn't keep up.
"What's wrong? Aren't you going to use those eyes of yours to copy my movements?"
Maki Zenin's voice came from in front of him, and her tone revealed a hint of pride.
"You did it on purpose? Ugh~"
Yuuki finally understood why his brain had overloaded so quickly, it turned out that she was the one who was causing trouble.
"Of course, I deliberately made the movements of swinging the blade a little faster."
Maki Zenin stuck the naginata into the ground, picked up the water cup that was placed to the side and took a big gulp, and then sat on the stone bench and said, In the jujutsu learning ten days ago, I saw that your eyes were unusual, and thought that since you could possess observational abilities beyond ordinary people, then copying a movement shouldn't be anything, and then I accelerated the strength and movements of swinging the blade with a try-it-out attitude.
"Ugh~"
The overnight food in his stomach was completely vomited out. Yuuki, who felt slightly better, wiped his mouth and slowly got up.
The cold sweat on his forehead and the disordered breathing proved that his mental state was very weak at this moment.
As expected of someone who came from the Zenin family, this keen observation and calm mind had already surpassed many jujutsu sorcerers.
No, which of the people chosen by Gojo Satoru were simple?
Panda, who was created by Director Yaga, Toge Inumaki from the Inumaki family, Yuta Okkotsu, who was related to Gojo Satoru, and Maki Zenin from the Zenin family.
This background panel could be used as the protagonist at other times, so there was no need to question their intelligence.
He just didn't expect that she would analyze the Sharingan's abilities so thoroughly with just one glance.
Would he still be able to play happily in the future?
It made him seem like an idiot.
"Not bad, my eyes do possess keen penetrating power and copying ability, but that's not all of me, actually… I'm also a ninja!"
"…"
Maki Zenin looked at Yuuki with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot at this moment, and looked at him with the caring eyes of someone looking at a mentally handicapped person.
Her lips moved a few times, wanting to say something but stopping, as if to say: "You're probably having a nervous breakdown after just getting out of the hospital."
"100,000! I'll spit fire for you."
As soon as Yuuki finished speaking, Maki Zenin rolled her eyes at him, and then got up, picked up the naginata that was stuck in the ground, and started swinging it again.
"If you don't believe me, then forget it."
Yuuki complained and sat on the stone bench to close his eyes and rest, digesting what he had just learned, as if he was in another space, watching Maki Zenin, who was close at hand, swinging the naginata in her hand.
However, everything here was controlled by him. He could slow down the parts he didn't understand, or rewind and watch again.
The horror of the Sharingan began to manifest at this moment.
The texture of the power was no different from reality, and he could even feel the cold wind that was transmitted from each swing of the blade.
He didn't know how long had passed, but Yuuki, who was already tired of watching, slowly opened his eyes, looking at Maki Zenin, who was running on the training ground at this moment, and the naginata that was stuck in the ground to the side.
He didn't know how it happened, but his body subconsciously picked up the naginata on the ground, and unconsciously swung it, until the movements were consistent with Maki Zenin in his mind.
Although the swinging movements were a bit stiff at the beginning, he still barely kept up with the rhythm under the subtle adjustments of the Sharingan, so there wasn't a sense of inexplicable stuttering.
After all, no matter how much he imitated, the physical qualities were different. For example, Maki Zenin could do a split, but it would turn into a ball-busting move for him.
The physical gap between the two was too obvious, so he could only rely on cursed energy to strengthen his body to make up for it.
"No way? He stole it so quickly?!"
Maki Zenin, who was running to the side, could tell at a glance that the swordsmanship that Yuuki was swinging at this moment, although there were subtle differences, was undoubtedly what she had just shown him.
Anyone would be a little upset if their martial arts that they had worked so hard to practice for many years were learned by someone in an instant.
Maki Zenin was the same, she was a strong person, and the fact that she wanted to be a jujutsu sorcerer even though she didn't have cursed energy was enough to prove it.
What should she do if she was upset?
Then of course she would drag him into a fight!
"Hey, come fight."
Hearing Maki Zenin's call, Yuuki slowly stopped the naginata in his hand, looked around, and finding that there was no one around, he pointed to himself with a puzzled expression and said:
"Me?"
"Yes, I'm a little upset today, and I want to beat you up."
Maki Zenin didn't hide anything, picked up the nunchucks that were placed next to the stone bench, and had a smile on her face.
"…"
"Gulp—"
Yuuki, looking at Maki Zenin who was really preparing to attack, swallowed subconsciously, thinking that he might get beaten black and blue, and suddenly had the intention of retreating:
"Hey, we're all classmates, how can you do this? Um…, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."
"Don't go, come fight!"
Maki Zenin didn't hold back at all, and the nunchucks suddenly swung out, and a stick that was so fast that it left afterimages directly scratched Yuuki's cheek.
Red blood flowed from the wound, slowly dripping onto the ground. Seeing this, Yuuki also knew that he had learned too quickly, causing her displeasure.
If he chose to escape at this time, then she would definitely look down on him in the future, and he didn't want to encounter this situation.
At this moment, there was only one battle.
"Okay, I understand, let's go to the training ground and have a fight."
Yuuki grasped the naginata and walked towards the center of the field, and the comma-shaped marks in his scarlet pupils were spinning rapidly.
If he wanted to gain her approval, he had to try his best. If he gave up halfway through the fight, then he shouldn't even think about hanging out here in the future.
Moreover… Wasn't the best way to test the results of training a practical battle?
"If you don't try your best, I'll beat you to death!"
Maki Zenin, looking at Yuuki, who was ten meters away, his eyes didn't avoid her at this moment, but were staring straight at her, with the implication that he was ready to fight.
Compared to Yuta Okkotsu, who was a bit introverted, she still preferred people who faced difficulties directly.
"I know, it's my honor to die in your hands. But I don't want to die at this moment, I'll try my best to struggle!"
After Yuuki finished speaking, he grasped the naginata and adopted a stance to deal with Maki Zenin's next attack.
"Not bad."
Maki Zenin, looking at Yuuki, who was going all out, swung the nunchucks and rushed over directly, shouting, "Let me see how much you stole from me!"
"Clang!!"
A crisp sound echoed between the two of them.
With just the initial collision, Yuuki's hands were shaken so hard that his tiger's mouth was in pain. If it wasn't for the support of cursed energy, he would have been blown away.
The Sharingan had also been used to its limit, at least it could allow him to persevere for a few more minutes.
Maki Zenin, seeing that her attack was unsuccessful, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then exerted force, knocking Yuuki away.
The nunchucks in her hand were like a part of her body, flexible and precise.
Each of her swings was presented in the Sharingan's prediction, but his body didn't seem to be able to accept this high-intensity battle, and a sense of powerlessness slowly welled up in his heart.
Each block felt like being hit by a car, and the heavy attacks made his arms hurt, and the cursed energy in his body was also being consumed quickly.
No!
It wasn't in line with his temperament to just keep getting beaten up. At the very least, he had to use all the things he had just learned, he had to lose with honor!
Don't blame him for risking his life with her!
Yuuki directly used all the cursed energy in his body to strengthen his body at this moment. His desperate performance earned him the opportunity to counterattack.
Although he was a newbie on the battlefield, the naginata that he swung in his hand wasn't stiff at all.
His moves were wide open and powerful, and his attacks were swift.
Like a fierce tiger that was counterattacking before death, he ignored his physical injuries, and only pursued higher-value damage.
A fatal blow!!
"A bit interesting."
Looking at Yuuki, who had completely displayed her moves, Maki Zenin revealed a satisfied smile.
She only wanted to beat him up because she was upset, but if he really learned it, and could use it to protect himself in the battle to exorcise cursed spirits, then she would be very gratified in her heart.
"However, it's a bit lacking."
As the owner of the moves, Maki Zenin saw the flaw at a glance, and in the gap of dodging the naginata, she suddenly threw out the nunchucks.
The strong iron chain bound the blade, preventing it from swinging normally. Then, she supported herself with one hand and directly kicked over.
"So fast!"
Yuuki's pupils shrank sharply. Seeing the attack that he didn't have time to dodge, he quickly released the naginata with his right hand and crossed his arms.
At this moment, Yuta Okkotsu, who had just woken up and was training early as usual, was drowsy and muttered, "What's going on at the training ground today? It's so lively."
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flew past from the side, followed by a loud "clang" sound.
"Hiss! Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
Yuuki slowly got up, looked at the hole in the wall, and touched his aching back, wincing and saying, "Ah, hiss! My bones almost fell apart, I clearly felt like I had blocked it."
"Blocked me? Don't think that you can compete with me just because you stole a little something. You're still too green!"
Maki Zenin was walking towards him at this moment, carrying the nunchucks on her shoulder and holding the naginata in her hand.
On the way, she saw Yuta Okkotsu, who was stunned, and waved her hand and asked, "Want to practice?"
"Uh…"
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