@stitchingwithshadows <3′d
“That was your training?” she asked, not quite convinced Asuma-sensei had just left after so little time. Her eyes darted around, expecting him to jump from somewhere in a mock ambush or something of the like, but the seconds passed by, and the forest was as calm as ever. “Seriously? Just a few drills and a couple spars and— Hell, the sun isn’t even down yet!”
Compared to what Tenten was used to, that was barely warm-up! On a good day, Gai-sensei would settle for three sessions of 4-hours each, spread out from dawn to dusk. On a bad, or as he would say, youthful day, training could range from an all-day survival test to races and the meanest bodyweight exercises known to man. “How did you guys even make it to Chuunin? I feel cheated.”















