Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-26510601-20160314222610/@comment-26510601-20160318163338

Ieyasu essentially jumped from the ground in excitement, his look nearly giddy that he had both pleased his father and become closer to learning this fairly impressive jutsu that would greatly help him later on in places such as the chūnin exams or even in real fights he might experience as a genin against other shinobi. Ieyasu quickly calmed down afterward though, making himself a little more presentable before watching his father walk off.

Hirotada was in fact getting out some training tools for Ieyasu, the house always having some supplies for the boy as if Hirotada supported anything at all it was his son’s development as a shinobi. The large man made his way around the house before walking back into it, closing the sliding doors behind him as he began to traverse the place. The house wasn’t of much significance. There were some heirlooms here and there, even medals displaying the very few accomplishments Hirotada made in his life. Just a look at them made his expression turned to that of a forlorn one. But quickly he looked away as soon as he did look towards it. His focus was the materials themselves, and so he went to grab them.

In the meantime, Ieyasu was busy outside. His eyes looked intently as his hand expanded and contracted. At first, it was slow, but with the passage of time it began to slowly go faster. It was nothing exceptional, in fact it was rather slow but it was improving from what it had been before. This process continued as Hirotada rounded the corner with a small tote containing planks of wood and a set of posts. What Ieyasu didn’t see was a small knapsack that was bundled to Hirotada’s side, but as he noticed this he realized that practicing this whole time and just expending chakra like he did was beginning to have its toll on him.