This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 289 Kirabi's Musical Talent

As Nishikawa Tetsu finished speaking, the conference room door slowly opened.

Although the genin from other ninja villages were still somewhat resentful, none of them actually chose to quit at this point.

They exchanged glances, some wary, some excited, before leaving the modern Hokage Building branch in twos and threes.

The sunlight was blinding, casting long shadows of the young ninjas.

The clever ones had already figured out their village leader's intentions, but there were also some less clever genin.

"Experiencing life... Hmph, what kind of tricks is Konoha up to?"

In the Cloud Village's ranks, Sasaki Cloud stood with his arms crossed, chewing gum he'd somehow gotten his hands on, his eyes sweeping disdainfully over the towering glass buildings lining the streets.

Although I haven't explored the entire new area of ​​Konoha these past two days, the initial excitement has faded.

"Don't let your guard down, Sasaki."

Two teak figures followed beside him, their brows furrowed as they warily observed their surroundings.

"Since Lord Raikage agreed to these exam rules, it means this is more than just a casual stroll. These strange buildings, those iron boxes that can move without chakra... everything Konoha is showing is strange."

"Moreover," Xi said, her gaze falling on a black-clad traffic warden directing traffic at an intersection not far away, lowering her voice, "look at those people. They have almost no chakra fluctuations, yet they keep this area in perfect order. Konoha's manpower allocation and management model is also a form of intelligence."

"Tch, just a bunch of useless sheet metal and ordinary people." Sasaki Yun casually tossed the chewing gum wrapper aside.

"Beep—!"

A piercing whistle rang out instantly.

Dashan, the traffic assistant who had been directing traffic, strode over like an enraged bear, pointing at the wrapping paper on the ground with his eyes wide open in anger.

"That short-haired black kid, littering is punishable by a fine of fifty taels! Pick it up immediately and clean this area!"

Sasaki Yun was stunned for a moment, then a nameless anger rose within him.

He was a genin from Kumogakure, a man who aspired to become the Raikage's right-hand man, yet he was being scolded in the street by an ordinary person who didn't even have chakra?

"Who do you think you are?! How dare you tell me what to do?!"

A flash of lightning appeared on Sasaki Yun's body, and he was about to make a move.

"stop!"

Teakman grabbed his shoulder, his eyes stern.

"Have you forgotten Lord Raikage's instructions? If you cause trouble here, we'll be the ones who suffer."

She turned to look at the composed and respectful assistant officer, took out fifty ryo coins from her ninja tool bag, handed them over, and then bent down to pick up the wrapping paper.

"I'm sorry, he's new here and doesn't know the rules."

Dashan accepted the fine, wrote a receipt, and handed it to Yuzuman, his expression still serious.

"Konoha welcomes everyone, but please abide by Konoha's rules. This is a one-time exception."

Watching the assistant administrator turn and leave, Sasaki Yun was furious, but dared not cause any more trouble.

"This Konoha is truly strange..."

the other side.

Inside a record and musical instrument store called "Voice of Konoha" in Konoha New District.

This is a shop set up by Nishikawa Tetsu specifically to enrich the cultural life of the villagers. Inside, there are not only traditional taiko drums and shamisen, but also all kinds of novel musical instruments, and even rows of phonographs for listening to the latest popular music.

"Yo! Yo! Konoha's rhythm is like sleepwalking! No thunderous fury, just a soft, limp tune! Yeah!"

Killer Bee, wearing his signature sunglasses, was standing in front of a soundstage with a drum set, holding a drumstick in each hand, his body twisting wildly to some eerie rhythm that only he could understand.

Although he verbally expressed his disdain for Konoha's music, his hands, which left afterimages as he struck the drums, honestly revealed his fondness for this new drum kit, crafted from a mixture of high-strength chakra metal and special animal hides.

"Bang! Click! Thump thump thump! Click!"

The powerful drumbeats echoed throughout the shop, attracting the attention of many Konoha civilians and young ninjas who were selecting musical instruments.

"Who is this guy? He's playing very noisily, but his sense of rhythm is surprisingly good!"

"The headband belongs to Kumogakure. This guy looks like a delinquent, but I didn't expect him to have such a talent for music."

The surrounding chatter did not calm Kirabi down; instead, it made him even more outrageous.

"I am the Eight-Tails of Kumogakure, the undisputed king of rap! Konoha's little kittens, tremble before me! Yeah!"

He suddenly turned around, twirling the drumstick in his hand several times in the air before catching it steadily, and then struck an extremely arrogant pose.

"..."

Standing not far behind him, Samui was covering his forehead in despair, his short blond hair almost standing on end in anger.

Today she was wearing a very figure-hugging high-necked bodysuit. Her already aloof temperament seemed even more unapproachable when compared to Kirabi's wild, untamed demeanor.

"By the way, we're here to take an exam, not to hold a solo concert."

Samui lowered his voice, his tone revealing a deep sense of powerlessness.

"And what you just said about the Eight-Tailed Fox...didn't you just shout out the village's top secret right in the street?!"

"Hey, Samui, don't be so rigid."

Kirabi waved his drumsticks nonchalantly and even leaned over to try and pull Samui to dance with him.

"In the temple of music, there are no identities, only the collision of souls! While Konoha's instruments may lack the passion of thunder, their exquisite craftsmanship truly creates a unique spark! Yeah!"

Samui sidestepped Kirabi's invitation and gave him a cold glance.

"If you continue to attract attention like this, I don't mind using my lightning release to stun you right now and dragging you back to the hotel."

Kirabi sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Samui, pursed his lips, and finally put down his drumsticks.

"What an unappreciative woman..." he muttered under his breath.

"What did you say?" Samui's eyes sharpened.

"It's nothing! I just said the musical instruments from Konoha are of good quality!"

Kirabi quickly changed the subject, his gaze falling on a uniquely shaped electric guitar in the display case next to him. It was a byproduct of the research institute's work on sound wave resonance.

He reached out to take it, but a fair hand pressed down on the neck of the guitar.

"Excuse me, sir, this guitar is not for sale and requires a specific frequency of chakra to be played."

A young man from Konoha, dressed casually and with long black hair, appeared beside them at some point.

He looked at Killer Bee with a smile, but there was no fear in his eyes.

"I'm the owner of this shop. If you're interested in music, I can recommend a few percussion instruments that might suit you."

Kirabi peered through his sunglasses at the seemingly ordinary young man.

Although there was no obvious chakra fluctuation from the other party, the action of being able to approach without being noticed and precisely press the guitar neck was definitely not something an ordinary boss could do.

"Oh? The boss of Konoha is not only good at business, but also plays music?"

Killer Bee became interested, leaning forward slightly, and a subtle but extremely violent chakra pressure emanated from him, trying to test the depth of his opponent.

"How about a battle? If you can keep up with my rhythm, I'll buy your store's most expensive drum! Yeah!"

The young man was not intimidated by Killer Bee's intimidating presence. He simply smiled and casually plucked the guitar strings with his fingers.

"Zheng—!"

A crisp and penetrating string sound instantly drowned out the pressure released by Killer Bee, and even created a faint, visible ripple in the air.

Kirabi was stunned.

"This is not a matter of the strength of chakra, guest."

The young man withdrew his hand, his tone still gentle:

"Like ninjutsu, music is about control and resonance. In Konoha, we prefer to express emotions through technique rather than simply unleashing violence."

"If you're looking to buy a drum, the set in the third row from the left is perfect for you. It uses chakra-conducting metal for the drum frame, which can perfectly support your lightning chakra and even have a slight paralyzing effect when struck."

The young man skillfully began to sell.

"..."

Both Kirabi and Samui remained silent.

How could a music store owner so easily defuse the pressure of a Jinchūriki and even sell a musical instrument with practical combat effects?

"Hmph, interesting."

Kirabi abandoned his nonchalant attitude, took off his sunglasses, and gave the young man a serious look, then glanced at the drum set.

"Samui, pay up!"

"Better..." Samui gritted his teeth, but still took out his wallet from his ninja tool pouch.

"Wrap up that drum set for me!" Killer Bee put his sunglasses back on, reverting to his arrogant demeanor.

The young man smiled and accepted the money: "Welcome to visit again. Have a pleasant time in Konoha, sir."

As Samui walked out of the music store, he looked at the huge box that Kirabi was carrying and took a deep breath.

"By the way, we've come here this time to..."

"I know, I know! It's about taking the exam!"

Killer Bee patted the box, a smile of excitement playing on his lips.

"However, Samui, didn't you notice? The way the shop owner plucked the strings just now was quite extraordinary, that sound wave transmission technique... If we could apply it to the resonance of Lightning Release..."

Samui paused for a moment.

Looking at Killer Bee's face hidden behind sunglasses, she suddenly realized that this seemingly idiotic Eight-Tails Jinchuriki actually possessed extremely sharp combat instincts beneath his seemingly nonsensical exterior.

"I see. So you were testing the extent to which Konoha applies technology in actual combat?"

"Of course! I'm a genius! Yeah!"

Kirabi laughed triumphantly, hoisted his newly bought drum set, and swaggered to the other end of the street.

Samui was left standing there, watching the Konoha civilians around him who were all making way because of Killer Bee's singing, and he sighed helplessly.

"Even if it was just a test... this is so embarrassing."