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He slipped around her strike, her foot crashing into the ground and caving in a sizable portion of earth, sending rocks and debris flying away from the impact. The increase in force was substantial, but even she could see the glaring problem with using momentum like this; she was open for counter in an immense way. She was wide open when he dodged, and she was going to have to address that as a part of her training when she figured out how to incorporate all these new things into her training plan. She would be working to expand her Chakra reserves too; she was feeling the drain, but was able to keep going for a bit longer.

She used the momentum and twisted, pivoting off the foot that was implanted into the earth and twisting to break it free and then jumping all in one movement to give her a little bit of distance. That was the offensive variation... and as she lowered into her now normal stance, ready for him to approach, feeling her chakra flow slowly through her limbs as she prepared herself to try out the technique as he attacked her, giving him a nod. He would attack soon, and she would be ready.

Satori waited patiently. Midori may not be the most socially adept, but she was anything but stupid. She would find the weakness and learn to compensate. Those weaknesses were a large part of why he had created the other techniques as well. A grin split his lips as he straightened and cracked his knuckles once she slowly settled into a defensive stance. She wanted to test the counter-variant of it now.

He nodded once in agreement as he slowly lowered himself slightly, unlike Midori he never took a stance unless he was teaching others the basics of the other styles. After one more moment to let her control herself, Satori flickered forward in a dash straight at her. He'd start out simple. A straightforward attack was far easier to counter than normal. His fist shot out to smash into her chin using his left hand, a basic right hook, nothing overly impressive.

It didn't need to be, this was stage one of the training. Once she got used to countering basic attacks he'd step it up a notch, and continue until she had a firm grasp on it. At least enough that she could continue training on her own to improve herself without his help.

Satori dashed at her, and she used her experience to help guide her decisions for this part. as the most crucial thing was timing. That meant that she had to wait until he was committed to an attack before she could consider how best to use the technique, so as she saw his muscles tighten as he prepared a very simple right hook towards her jaw, she didn't flinch, didn't budge, and was ever-calm as the blow came at her. At the last possible second she stepped towards him and ducked, the strike slipping past her neck and behind her head while an open palmed strike shot towards his torso, using his momentum against him and getting her below and inside his guard.

She fully expected him to dodge or block, but that wasn't the point here; she was trying out the technique, this extremely powerful counter-strike that would be invaluable in normal combat. Getting underneath someone's guard was like giving someone a key to all the vital striking areas that would ultimately decide a fight's outcome. Because the dodge happened at the last possible moment, it was difficult to recover from, and to counter a counter it minimized the amount of time they had to react properly, all of which helped. To make matters even better, the chakra strengthening made the counter-attack, if it connected, something damn near crushing in terms of damage. That blow from earlier still hurt, and she was not about to dismiss that for any reason.

Satori grinned as Midori followed his example precisely. The palm suddenly shooting toward his stomach would be a painful one if it landed outright. Of course, Satori's enhanced vision and reaction times rendered this pointless, but someone that was on her level would have a tremendous difficulty handling the sudden shift in strikes at the last moment. Most would just grit their teeth, and exchange the blows. So, that's what Satori did.

He needed to show her the styles weaknesses, after all. Her palm smashed into his stomach unhindered, but Satori ignored the lash of pain shooting through his abdomen and instead his arm clenched, and his other arm remained lifted in the air bent at the elbow. Suddenly contorting around her neck while her palm was stuck, pinned against the location she'd hit him and her other was blocked by his closeness and own arm wrapped around her as his elbow came crashing down, clearly aimed to crack into the bridge of her nose.

But, he halted at the last moment. Instead, he grinned and released her. There was no need to break her nose in, he just wanted to show her the weaknesses of the technique that he already knew of. This was why he'd created the other foundation stances. They were made to work together. Hopping back he winced, rubbing at his stomach and idly lifting his shirt.

It caused several gasps. One couldn't blame the children as the young man's body was more deadly scars than normal skin at this point, the skin around his abdomen already turning a deep red, purple near the center where the fist had hit. "Ouch," he murmured simply, touching it a few times to test the damage.

Midori was more than a little surprised that she felt her blow connect, and not just with the glancing little force she was accustomed to when Satori pulled some magic out of his ass and avoided the damage outright, but instead with full, satisfying contact of her blow against his flesh. Part of her was stunned, and that was what Satori needed to take advantage of, and he did so with terrifying effectiveness, pinning her and making it nigh impossible for her to react fast enough to bring her other arm up to stop him from breaking her nose. She waited for the pain, but it never connected, and she was instead looking at him dead in the eyes.

Part of her was extremely disappointing; she let herself get caught completely off guard and he had free reign to do some tremendous damage to her. In a real fight, that meant death. She also felt like, with his speed and reaction time, he should have been able to avoid the damage, so perhaps she had either succeeded finally in catching him off guard, or perhaps he had meant for it to happen to show her the grapple hold that she had placed herself into when she committed to the counter attack.

That lead to the other part of her, that was elated beyond imagination that she had managed not only to hit the man, but to actually inflict damage on him. She dismissed the thought that he should have hit her to make things even; he had been tossing her around all day, so that was less true than anything. As in case and point, she grabbed the neck of her shirt and pulled down, exposing the spot on her chest that he had struck earlier, where it was purple and bruised. "Agreed." It hurt like a bastard, but nothing she couldn't handle.

Waiting for him to recollect himself, she gave him a small smile, the only hint at the high she was on at the moment.

Satori smiled softly as he glanced over the damaged area, before it began to rapidly deteriorate. The bruising fading quickly as steam began to slowly rise from his flesh while he straightened up and glanced at the injury on her with a low hum. He hadn't mastered medical techniques yet. It was too risky. But, regeneration was a part of his arsenal, he felt no shame in using it. Especially when he'd let her have the hit in the first place.

"Right then, I'm sure you understand the weaknesses now. It's a good foundation, but like all the styles, it only amplifies a single thing and that leads to weaknesses in and of itself. That's why I'm teaching you all of them because they maximize efficiency when combined together." With a grin he then clapped his hands together, rubbing the spot he'd been hit a final time before he slowly lowered his relaxed, ready stance once more.

"A few more times, and then I'll show you the final style."

Midori's smile faded as the wound rapidly regenerated. There it was, the magic bullshit that Satori always seemed to be able to flaunt around. Still, that one there looked like it wasn't too hard, and learning what it was would be extremely helpful. "Teach that one later?" she asked, not seeming ashamed at all to show her interest in something that could easily be a combat multiplier. She saw him lower into a ready stance and looked towards him and nodded, thinking she was going to try something else out while she was at it; starting without a stance.

It made her less predictable, she mused, and as the pair went at it again, she guessed right. They were both using the technique now, the unique thing about it being that since it was used as a counter, it was also something that could chain together until someone made a mistake and let the other strike them. She exposed less of herself as the pair went back and forth, being wary about stepping into his guard without proper preparation, and there was nothing if not a solid exchange of the technique back and forth for several iterations.

Satori, who constantly made things more complex, pressured her particularly strong with a strike and she had to dodge backwards and get away from him, skidding to a halt before standing up straight. Looking at the sun, they were going to have to wrap up soon as the kids would be getting released before too long, and they had been fighting at this point for a considerable amount of time. It was time for the next lesson, and she knew that Satori would realize this too. If this was the last lesson, she had a feeling there was a significance to that. If there was a single thing that was predictable about her adoptive brother, it was that he had a reason for everything.

Satori smiled sadly at her request.

"I wouldn't mind doing so, but it's a Ryuutei ability," he stated in bemusement, before holding his chin in thought. "But I'm working on learning Ijutsu. Once I do, if you feel like you want to try your hand at it, I won't stop you. I'll do everything I can to help you learn, you know that. It'll take a lot of practice though, Ijutsu requires the highest amount of chakra control out of any style." With this explanation out of the way, their spar began once more. Within a few exchanges, Satori was confident she had it down.

They kept going just a bit longer until they finally settled into relaxed stances across from one another. She was ready, so he smiled softly. Clapping his hands together.

"So, a question," he stated as he glanced back at the children who were shifting a bit curiously, sensing the lesson was nearing its end. "What is the last resort defensive maneuver while performing Taijutsu?"

She pondered what he said earlier as he addressed the class. Instantly, as he mentioned it, her mind went to the couple of times that Satori himself had committed the 'Taijutsu Taboo' that was either tanking the hit in order to make a move, like what had happened when she finally scored that clean shot on his stomach, or when you moved with it last minute to minimize the damage. Sure, it was better than just getting hit, but they were tactics that you did not want to rely on in any way, shape or form.

But aside that, her thoughts were on regeneration; she knew her chakra control was improving, but the hardest type of jutsu to master using chakra control? That sounded like a pipe dream; she still couldn't make a single non-failing clone yet that was a mere illusion, and not for the lack of trying. She seemed to have knack for controlling it within her body, but it was another story for any jutsu that wasn't hand to hand moves. She would keep trying though, and put the thought of regeneration into the back of her mind. She did have something like it, but it wasn't a thing that she could show off here.

So she waited for the students to answer the question, patiently letting Satori do his teacher thing.

The children frowned, looking between themselves until the young girl from before piped up. "What you did earlier, Satori-sensei?" She inquired, glancing at his stomach as the young man smiled.

"Correct," he stated with a nod. Patting his stomach once as the other students seemed to beam with realization and the girl smiled, clearly proud of her knowledge. Satori then relaxed as he gave the general description.

"In combat, if you have no other choice, you can push yourself into an attack right before it reaches peak-velocity to weaken the damage or to create an opening for you to abuse. Similarly, you can wait until the last moment to ensure that the damage you actually take is minimal. Guaranteeing a light blow, instead of possibly dodging an attack completely. This is considered a taboo in Taijutsu of sorts however, for obvious reasons. If you miscalculate even slightly, you're often dead." As he stated this he then straightened and turned toward Midori with a smile.

"This style is designed to help lessen that threat, however slightly."

Midori couldn't help but frown for a moment, her earlier elation turning into shame and regret. Of course it was something that he had done intentionally, not something she had forced him into, and that meant regardless of the clean hit, regardless of the fact that she had actually damaged him, it was all by his design. That took all the glory and pride at actually hitting him completely out of the equation and transformed it into something that made her clench her jaw together out of frustration that she had actually thought she had a decent little notch on her belt.

She took a breath, letting the feelings box themselves up and put into a slowly growing crowd of boxes in the corner of her mind, and performed a single bounce off the balls of her feet before taking off towards him, preparing to issue a regular but strong straight strike towards his chest, the area that could take the most damage, and waiting to see what this technique was that he was about to use. Considering that he was still close to the class as well at this moment, she also planned to pause whenever needed for him to explain to the kids what they were seeing.

Satori watched her dash straight at him, turning to face her as his chakra flowed along his body, and at the last moment as her fist approached him the flow directed into his skin. Timing his movement at the exact same moment that her elbow extended, he suddenly put himself right in front of the punch shutting down a chunk of the straight punches momentum before it even got released. Cracking into his chest firmly, but between the location and technique, there would be little effect beyond a minor bruise in the future.

Releasing a breath afterward, he stepped back and smiled at her.

"Chakra channeling over the surface of the skin, combined with timing," he stated simply while he relaxed and eyed her. Making sure she understood before he took a few steps back and motioned for her to prepare herself. This was last for a reason, it required the most refined chakra control since it expelled the energy over the skin, not inside the body. Similarly, the timing required meant that all the practice from the other styles would help her here as well.

Midori felt the connection but it lacked the power of her full attack, and combined with hitting the chakra and his insane timing, even as flustered as she was she couldn't help but marvel at the capabilities that Satori had in his arsenal. All of this and he was still a Genin because of that stupid rule regarding when the Chuunin exams would take place. That was fine then; he would prove himself and be placed in the higher rank easily enough, and she would be doing her level best to be right on his coat-tails. Hell, if she had anything to say about it, she would be better than him in some areas while remaining worse in others. That was how balance worked.

But now she was focused on the task at hand. She would use her hands as even if the blow connected and she failed utterly, she would be able to recover without taking a ton of damage. Once she had that down, then she could move to other parts of the body. Preparing herself a moment, she felt the chakra flow into her hands as she lowered, hands outstretched and ready to receive his blows, very much wanting to crawl, walk, run this particular technique.

Satori grinned as she prepared herself, and once she was ready, the training began. Pushing himself at her he started out with the lower end of the usage of the technique. Basic strikes, jabs, elbows and so forth. Not wanting to push her too far as he collided his blows with her repeatedly. Time flickering by as he steadily pressured her with more advanced attacks. The combination of effects required for the technique pushed her, but she was slowly adjusting.

As the hours ticked away, Satori settled back with that same wide grin. The last few punches he'd thrown as well as a kick had all been weakened substantially by her movements. She was still battered and bruised, but the growth that came with learning the techniques was undeniable in many ways. He was proud of her, simple and to the point. Even more importantly, now that she had proper focus and training in her arsenal she was going to be able to learn chakra control of even higher levels.

He was looking forward to her continuing to grow. He'd have to help her work on some techniques working with her bloodline as well. Thoughts for another time, however. As after the training was taken care of, Satori would turn to the children and teacher. Handling any last questions, before bowing to the Jounin and heading out. Midori would need a rest after all of that, and even more so Satori was hungry.

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At first, she had almost been failing utterly, but her stubbornness came in handy here as she just kept at it over and over again until she got the basics down, and then started moving into the actual movements of deflecting the blows with her chakra to places other than her hands. Once she had a handle on that, the two went at it for what felt like forever for the Jounin more than likely, but the kids were all watching with rapt attention, so that in itself was worth it. After it was something that she could say she was confident in, and would train on her own later, they slowly wound up bringing it down to a pause. Rapping her knuckles against Satori's as a sign of no hard feelings, she too addressed any questions brought her way with Satori's help.

She could feel herself growing stronger with every lesson, and clenching her fist, she knew that she was going to keep on this path. She had too many goals to give up on anything now, but she knew she still wasn't quite strong enough. Soon, she would hunt down her father and demand answers, and then follow that up with helping Satori realize his dreams. She hoped that she would be strong enough, when that day came, to continue to be his right hand, able to help with whatever needed doing at the time. She would be ready for anything, and that was what it was all about. It was time to do some cooking though, as she knew Satori would need sustenance.

She did too... but that would have to be tonight when others weren't watching.

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