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.NOTE:- HEY GUYS,I AM REMOVING OR CHANGING NARUKO NAME TO MITO BECAUSE NARUKO AND NARUTO WAS DAMN CONFUSING.
Naruto was already going through thousands of push-ups like it was nothing, while Might Guy had stopped at 500 just to see if the kid would tire out. But Naruto showed no signs of slowing down—his pace was relentless.
Guy stared at him, blinking in disbelief. How is this even possible? Still, refusing to give up, Guy decided to push himself further, determined to turn it into a competition.
But after 5,000 push-ups, Guy finally collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.
Naruto, completely unaware, continued his push-ups without missing a beat.
Guy pulled himself up with a shaky breath. "Alright, Naruto... I think we should move on to sit-ups now, yeah? Let's begin! And this time, I shall challenge you! If I can't do more sit-ups than you, then... well, you know how it goes!"
Naruto just shrugged.
And so, the sit-up challenge began.
As Guy watched in horror, Naruto—who was only seven years old—was outperforming him again. The child's physical endurance was simply monstrous.
Guy finally stopped, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Well, Naruto-kun... it seems I have some important things to take care of. Why don't you continue without me? I'll meet you here later."
He forced a grin and quickly left, heading straight to the Hokage's office. Something wasn't adding up. Not even Root would push a child that hard—and yet Naruto looked perfectly fine, as if this was all normal to him.
After some time, Guy was finally allowed into the Hokage's office.
Minato sat behind a towering stack of paperwork, clearly overwhelmed but working quickly. When he looked up and saw Guy, he blinked. "Ah, Guy. Do you need something? Are you here for a mission or something else?"
Guy scratched the back of his head, clearly troubled. "Well, Lord Hokage... I wanted to ask about the training of your children."
Minato raised an eyebrow. "Huh... so you heard about it?"
Before Guy could clarify, Minato continued, "The training of Menma and Mito is going perfectly fine. Both of them are being trained by me, Kushina, Jiraiya, and even Tsunade. Don't worry about it."
Guy blinked. That wasn't what he meant.
He wanted to ask about Naruto—what kind of training they were putting that kid through.
Guy blinked in confusion, realizing Minato was still talking about Menma and Mito. He raised a hand. "Hokage-sama, I wasn't talking about them. I wanted to ask about the training of Naruto-kun."
Minato paused. "Naruto? Oh, his training. Yeah, I get why you'd ask... but he's not being trained yet."
Guy's eyes widened. "He's not?"
Minato chuckled a little. "Did he ask you for training?"
Guy nodded. "He wanted to learn some taijutsu... or at least observe my routine."
Minato laughed again. "Well, you can show him a few taijutsu basics here and there if you want. But we haven't officially started his training yet. We'll probably begin once he becomes a chunin or something like that. Right now, our focus is on Menma and Mito. They're jinchūriki, after all. I'm sure you understand, right, Guy?"
Guy nodded slowly, though his face showed clear confusion.
Minato sighed and gestured to the mountain of paperwork on his desk. "Look, I've got a lot on my plate. So let's talk more later, alright? But don't show Naruto too much. Definitely don't put him through your full morning routine. The kid hasn't even started formal training—I doubt he could even finish one lap around Konoha."
Guy simply nodded again, though his mind was racing. The Hokage has no idea...
He wanted to tell Minato what he'd just witnessed—Naruto effortlessly completing the entire routine, performing thousands of push-ups and sit-ups without breaking a sweat. But Minato was too busy and clearly brushing him off. Guy sighed, shook his head, and left.
When the time comes, he thought, Lord Hokage will find out the truth himself.
When Guy returned, he found Naruto already deep into another round of push-ups and sit-ups.
Guy gave a small, bewildered smile. "Well, Naruto... it seems your flames of youth are still burning bright. How can I help you now?"
Naruto looked up at him casually. "I already finished the morning workout."
Guy raised an eyebrow. "How many sit-ups did you do, exactly?"
Naruto shrugged. "I stopped counting after twenty thousand."
Guy blinked, stunned. Then slowly shook his head.
Being the child of a jinchūriki and an Uzumaki... yeah, that had to be the explanation. There was no other way a seven-year-old could do 20,000 sit-ups like it was nothing—not even breaking a sweat. Even Guy had started sweating a little. But Naruto? He looked completely fine.
Still, Guy's eyes burned with excitement. His flames of youth are burning so brightly...
Guy smiled to himself and spoke aloud, "Well, Naruto-kun, I'll help you with techniques as well. Would you like to learn my Gōken style?"
Naruto gave a small shrug and nodded. "I want to learn many styles because I want to combine them—to see which one suits me perfectly. I've read that most masters stick to one style because of their body type, but I want to try all of them first."
Guy blinked in surprise, then grinned. "Well, you're not wrong. Every shinobi's body is different, and that determines which fighting style works best for them. Honestly, I don't think your build suits the Gōken style—it requires intense physical reinforcement and brute strength. But... there are many other styles I can teach you."
Naruto nodded again, his eyes focused and calm. He wasn't seeking power—he wanted to master the art itself. To him, this was fun. And Guy could tell—Naruto was going to do something different and create his own legend.