Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-26510601-20160324224712/@comment-26510601-20160324224757

Ieyasu quickly followed behind his father like his own shadow, eventually the two made it around the back where they were met with a rather open clearing that parted a large amount of space between the trees and the house they had been living in for a couple of years. As Hirotada stopped, so did Ieyasu.

The father turned around to look at his son, the two looked at one another before the father congratulated Ieyasu in his gruff voice, “I’ve heard the news of your team assignment, paired with a Yamanaka and Nara. You’ve done good Ieyasu, honoring and commemorating this moment: I have a jutsu I’d like to teach you.”

“What is it?” Ieyasu said inquisitively, a strange thing to hear from him in such a… interested tone from a child that is normally mute and nearly irresponsive.

Hirotada’s mouth drew into a smile, pleased that his son was interested, “This is a special technique that only belongs to our family, our blood. Here, I’ll show you.” Hirotada gestured towards Ieyasu, the man lumbered over some feet away before beginning the display.