5,190"YES SIR!" Lee called out, crouching down into a runners position, one leg pulled back, both hands placed on the ground statue and leaning forward.
And then he took off, shooting towards Gaara with all his strength and speed, his body accelerating like a tightly compressed spring suddenly being released from a tight hold.
The first thing Daiki noticed, that it was not at all subtle or gentle.
The sheer force the older leotard wearing genin took off with, shattered the top of the statue he was standing atop. And the air itself exploded with a sonic boom from his sheer speed.
He crossed the distance in a split moment, getting behind Gaara before the red haired jinchuuriki could react.
His sand was not so slow though.
A wall of sand rose up just as Lee's fist shot forth like a bullet aiming for the back of Gaara's head.
It wasn't quite fast enough though and was too thin to stop the full speed and power behind the blow and Lee's fist went straight through it.
It was just enough though to slow Lee's blow down for more sand to rise up.
Seeing that, the older genin quickly pulled his hand free and moved in a blur, circling around Gaara and launching out with a spin kick aimed at his head as the jinchuuriki turned to his back, already a step behind.
Once again a thin wall of sand rose up and blocked the blow, but not enough to stop it from going through.
And then Lee once again disengaged and juked around to Gaara's right as the redhead whirled around to face his front, another blazingly fast punch aiming for his cheek.
Which was once again softened by a thin wall of sand, forcing the bowl cut sporting shinobi to circle around to the other side.
"Holy crap, he's so fast I can't even see him move!" Naruto voiced in shock, blue eyes wide in disbelief.
Sasuke at his side said nothing, but his eyes were just as wide, Sharingan shining brightly.
Daiki crossed his arms as he watched Lee zip around Gaara, probing his sand defence with powerful rapid blows, switching to another point with each blow.
'I'm faster.' Daiki noted for one.
Not by a massive amount, but he was faster than Lee was.
The second thing he noticed, was that Lee wasn't at all used to moving at the speeds he was currently moving at.
He could see some lingering hesitation in his attacks, some almost amateurish movements here and there despite the older boys obvious skill.
'He's not used to fighting without his weights.' Daiki mused. Which, was to be expected considering the rules Gai had set for him. He probably only had a little experience sparring with Gai and possibly his teammates without his weights.
But nothing more than that.
And his inexperience with his current unhindered abilities shone brightly to Daiki's eyes.
He was so fast Gaara's sand was having trouble keeping up and only barely managing to get a meagre defence in place. Lee's blows were fast and heavy, each one capable of piercing through that meagre defence.
Yet, he never committed fully to his blows.
He backpedalled every time he met resistance, coming from a different angle and trying to overwhelm the reaction time of the automatic sand defence.
And while it was working, albeit, slowly, with the sand defence, bit by bit putting up less of a defence…he could have gotten through from the very first blow if he just committed to it.
He was draining his own stamina unnecessarily and giving Gaara time to adapt at the same time.
Finally though, Lee having worn down the sand defence flipped and accelerated, coming around to Gaara's front and spun over the thinnest shield of sand rushing to his defence yet and brought a back heel kick down atop Gaara's skull.
Lee's own momentum from the kick not only sent the bowl cut sporting boy skidding back out of any retaliatory range, but sent Gaara skidding the opposite way as well, the redhead only kept upright by his sand.
"He-he!" Gai puffed his chest out proudly, "In terms of speed, there's not a single genin here that can keep up with Lee!"
All around Daiki could see people staring wide eyed down at the boy, none more shocked than Temari who was gripping the railing she was standing behind tightly and staring down at the spectacle below gobsmacked.
There was a cracking sound that echoed audible as a fissure ran up Gaara's cheek.
"I'm faster." Daiki announced with a shrug.
Honestly, he was actually a bit disappointed this was all Lee amounted to. He could be so much more right now if he just was smart about things and trained more without his weights on to get used to his speed.
What use was all that speed and strength if he couldn't even use it properly?
He felt many an eye on him after his announcement, but his eyes were more focused on somebody else.
Specifically the sandy blonde on the other side of the room who's wide eyed stare shot to him at his announcement.
"Of course you are." Sasuke scoffed, shaking his head at his side.
Lee shot forward then in a blur of motion and for once, put his all in and committed fully. Gaara's sand wasn't fast enough to amount a large enough defence to block him before the older boys fist smashed into his face and sent him flying back.
Still, that was it.
Lee didn't follow through.
"What a punch! I couldn't see him at all!" Shikamaru voiced in shock, "Wait…what!?" he followed with a sound of confusion a second later.
Gaara's sand stopped him from falling, or taking any damage for that matter. The fissure on his face had opened up fully displaying skin beneath.
Despite the power of Lee's punch, the sand armour had blocked it. And Gaara had suffered no damage beyond that, because despite Lee's strength, the force behind it wasn't enough to rattle the red head even through his armour.
'He should have followed through and just bullied him into the ground and keep attacking.' Daiki shook his head.
Not only was Lee hesitant to fully commit and inexperienced with his own abilities, he lacked the true edge to ruthless decimate his opponents.
It wasn't at all a lack of ability or skill that held Lee back at all.
It was his mindset.
Right in this very moment, before Gaara could recover, Daiki in Lee's place would have opened the first gate and just hammered him with all his strength and not give him any chance to recover.
"Whoa his face broke off, the hell!?" Naruto exclaimed.
"This sand jutsu sure is versatile, a two layered defence, not only that shield of sand that seems to be faster than Gaara's own reaction speed but this sand armour as well, anyone else would have been finished from a blow like that." Sasuke grunted out.
"They call it the ultimate defence in Suna," Daiki explained for them, since Kankuro wasn't around right now fishing for information through Naruto and here to explain it, "The sand shield is automatic, he doesn't even need to control it himself, it's akin to a bloodline and he can repair that armour of his on the fly."
To punctuate his statement, sand flowed up from Gaara's shield and formed over the hole in his armour and filled it up again.
"That's bullshit!" Naruto shouted, squinting his eyes and pointing down at Gaara, "How the hell is somebody supposed to get through that then?"
"That's pretty easy." Daiki replied with a shrug. He already had multiple avenues through it, for one bullying through the simple way, or just avoiding it entirely and point blank blasting him with his Force Palm Jutsu and letting the shock wave travel straight through.
Once again multiple eyes landed on him, but he said nothing else.
"…Well?" Sasuke arched a brow at him.
"Figure it out yourself," Daiki snorted, "I'm not here to spoon feed you wimps the answers."
Sasuke clenched his jaw, before nodding in understanding.
"Heh, I bet you're just talking shit and don't actually know." Naruto snorted.
"It seems, I must resort to more drastic measures." Lee announced, saving Daiki from having to respond to the blonde.
Saving Naruto really, from a major burn.
The leotard wearing genin reached for the bandages on his arms and unwound them, 'Looks like he's going for the Lotus now.' Daiki mused.
Things were playing out exactly as he figured they would.
He crossed his arms and watched.
Lee shot towards Gaara and circled around him, making the redhead think he was going to attack from behind.
But it was a feint and the leotard wearing teen circled around again to Gaara's front, launching a mule kick towards his chin that sent the redhead flying.
Or so it seemed.
It was actually a clone Gaara made on the fly within his sand shield and switched with just before the kick connected, using his own sand armour as a cover to mask the switch.
Daiki could see it all with his eyes.
The Primary Lotus was quite powerful, the sheer force it impacted the ground with a few moments later when Lee got behind the sand clone with the Shadow Of The Dancing Leaf and wrapped it up with the bandages of his arms, left a huge multiple metre crater in the ground.
Even Daiki would have trouble walking one of those off.
Too bad as he knew, it was a clone.
And while everyone was announcing Lee's win, a familiar redhead rose up out of the sand behind him, a manic grin on his face.
All that was within the impact site, was an empty sand shell in the likeness of Gaara.
Lee's eyes widened, as did everyone else's.
"When did he slip out of that shell, I never even saw it!?" Gai exclaimed in shock.
'Exactly.' Daiki rolled his eyes. The replacement technique Gaara used was seamlessly done and hidden completely from view. Only a doujutsu like his own or the Byakugan could have seen it happen, he doubted the Sharingan could actually.
A quick glance at Sasuke's shocked expression answered that question for him as well.
"Heh-heh!" Gaara chuckled ominously and formed a ram seal. The sand around him surged in size and exploded forward like a rushing wave and slammed into Lee who was too hurt from the Primary Lotus to dodge.
The sand carried him across the arena and slammed him into and through the wall. The only reason he didn't end up in another room entirely, was because of how huge the wall itself was, but even than, when the sand was pulled back a bit by Gaara, a huge crater had formed in the wall with Lee in the middle.
He was bloody and bruised, his leotard ripped and stained with blood, on his knees arms crossed in a feeble block.
But he would be dead if Gaara actually wanted him to die right then and there. Gaara still wasn't taking him seriously.
"Why didn't he dodge, he's way faster than that sand!" Naruto asked loudly, confused.
"The Primary Lotus, that technique he just used is a double edged sword without the right conditioning," Daiki responded before Gai or Kakashi could, "After using it his body isn't in any shape to move like before."
"Indeed," Kakashi nodded and gave Daiki a shrewd glance, "Your knowledge is something else kid."
Daiki shrugged, "Gai is pretty famous and I put thought into learning the Strong Fist myself once," he replied, "The Feather Fist suits me more though."
"Hmm, I wonder about that." Kakashi hummed, but said nothing else.
"Cut your cryptic crap you morons," Naruto scoffed, "More importantly, doesn't what you said mean Bushy Brows can't win?"
"He could have won already if he wasn't being stupid," Daiki rolled his eyes and glanced over towards the bowl cut bearing Jonin looking down upon the match proudly, "Gai-sensei, tell him to give up." he called over.
As much as he would like to see the eight gates in action and learn from it. It wasn't worth Lee damaging his spine and putting his life in jeopardy over a freaking chunin exams that happened every six months.
Especially since going through with what he would, wouldn't get him promoted anyway and would be a demerit against his promotion.
"Worried are you Daiki-kun?" Gai looked over and must have confused quite a few people when he grinned, "There's no need to worry my young friend, for the lotus of Konoha b-"
"Blooms twice, I know," Daiki cut him off, "Going that far for a single match in the chunin exams is stupid though, there's no point in doing this, he already could have won if he was smart about things, instead he doesn't know how to handle his own abilities because he hasn't fought enough without his weights off and he's too hesitant and kind to leverage his strength properly."
"Your concern for Lee is admirable Daiki-kun," Gai smiled at him, "But, you need not worry, Lee is strong."
Just from that single statement, Daiki knew he wouldn't budge. He wasn't caring about logic, it was all illogical sappy emotion.
Daiki was surprised how angry he found himself becoming, his teeth involuntarily grinding together.
"Gai, don't tell me you taught him how to open the gates?!" Kakashi gaped at his fellow jonin sensei, and when Gai merely smiled wider, Kakshi huffed, "I'm disappointed in you Gai."
Gai scoffed, "You don't know the first thing about that child Kakashi, so you don't understand," he shook his head and replied, "Lee needed this."
"He doesn't need to use it here!" Daiki bit out with a growl before looking down at Lee himself, "Lee, give up, you've wasted your chances, going any further will just destroy you!"
Lee looked up at the sound of Daiki's voice and gave him a tired grin, "I cannot do that Daiki-kun my friend!" he called back, "Here and now, I will show that even one such as I who cannot use ninjutsu or genjutsu can become a splendid ninja!"
"You've already did that, you're one of the strongest guys here!" Daiki snapped, "You could have won already if you were smart about things and started without your weights or just hammered him properly without pussying out! Going any further won't prove anything and just show you're not chunin material!"
Lee bowed his head for but a moment at Daiki's words before rising back up and facing Gaara, resolute, "I'm sorry Daiki-kun, but this is something I must do." he shut his logic down fully with a single statement.
"Your concern is appreciated Daiki-kun, but one born as talented as you, cannot understand Lee," Gai smiled proudly, "That boy has a dream he believes in so profoundly and his chasing it so passionately that he is willing to die for the sake of out."
…There was no reasoning with these people.
Daiki gaped at them both, at a loss for words, his mouth opening and closing, looking for and failing to find the words to reply.
…This was so stupid. It was admirable to chase his dream so passionately, but risking it all over a fucking chunin exams that happened every six months? Just to beat one person in a fight?
A fight that wouldn't get him promoted anyway?
"Don't do this Lee." Daiki almost pleaded.
Why was he so invested in this? He knew how it would go. He couldn't wrap around his own concerns, or their own lack of logic.
"I must," Lee spread his arms wide and Daiki saw as the chakra within his body began to rush towards certain points, flowing in an almost erratic manner, before rushing up through a certain point located near his brain, "Gate Of Opening: Release!"
"Pathetic!" Daiki spat and before he even knew what he was doing, he was storming away.
He got odd glances from quite a few, Hinata reached out to him as he passed by her, but hesitated and let him go by without a word.
He left the room behind amidst Lee's shouts as he released one gate after another.
He couldn't bear to stand by and watch when such idiocy was taking place.
Quite simply, Daiki had to leave the room before he did something stupid and intervened on Lee's behalf himself.
That was not his place.
Even as thunderous booms echoed from the arena out into hallway and reverberated through the very tower itself, Daiki refused to even look. With his jaw clenched, he ignored everything utterly.
'Fucking idiot, winning one fight isn't worth your life, do others peoples worrying for you mean fucking nothing?' Daiki raged internally, fists clenched.
It took all he had not to just start punching craters in the walls in sheer frustration.
He wanted to go back in there and kick Lee's ass, and then Gaara's while he was at it.
Maybe challenge Gai as well and try and beat his ass for being so damn stupidly sentimental and not taking his job seriously.
The thunderous impacts didn't last long.
Less than a minute.
And gave Daiki enough peace and quiet for a minute or so, to take a damn chill pill and calm himself.
Which would have worked, if the doors at his side didn't blast open and a pair of medic nin carrying a familiar unconscious leotard wearing boy out in a rush, Gai hurrying along behind them.
"Hang on Lee!" the man shouted.
He paused as he caught sight of Daiki though, while the medic nin continued on, carrying Lee away.
"Daiki-kun…" Gai gave a visible grimace.
"Was it worth it?" Daiki couldn't help but taunt the man.
He didn't answer and looked away.
Daiki found himself sneering on instinct. He turned his nose up at the man and walked away, heading back into the arena.
'I used to think he was the best sensei before.' he thought. Now, not so much. At least personally now, he knew not what to do.
Between Gai and Kakashi, Daiki figured he had a full on example of 'what not to do' as a sensei and perhaps even a parental figure.
There was a stunned silence that greeted Daiki when he made his way back into the large room the prelims were taking place in.
The bottom floor, which before the final fight had taken little damage was riddled with craters, spider web cracks and piles of debris.
Many a paled, shock filled face met his gaze when his eyes swept over the room. Specifically the likes of Ino and Shikamaru who were amongst the weakest gathered within the room couldn't hide the disturbed looks they had at all, such was their shock at the fight they just witnessed.
Daiki's eyes roved over to the other side of the room. Specifically, upon the two remaining sand siblings within the wide spaced room.
Despite the damage done to her clothing and such that had came from her fight with Tenten, there was a wide, smug smirk on Temari's face, her arms crossed. While at her side, stood Gaara, his clothing torn and frayed, yet not a single bruise upon him an impassive look upon his face.
Teal eyes met Daiki's own, sensing his gaze upon him and Gaara stared back at Daiki, examining him.
Daiki couldn't hold back the scoff that erupted from his throat, frustration bubbling inside him, 'All that big talk about your dreams and using a forbidden jutsu that you couldn't even handle and for what? To ruffle his clothes a bit?' he thought derisively of Lee's efforts.
Lee's courage was vastly overshadowed by his own stupidity. If he was deserving of anything at all, it was not a chunin vest, but rather, a Darwin Award.
The fool had his whole life ahead of him to accomplish his dream and he threw it all away for a completely meaningless fight.
Of course, the silence didn't last for long.
"This is bullshit!" Naruto complained.
Loudly.
Daiki rolled his eyes as he looked away from Gaara to the blonde, to see him with his arms crossed, blue eyes narrowed into a glare and a snarl on his lips.
"They're supposed to be medic ninja right, how can they not help him?" the blonde kicked the railing, the pole his foot connected with bending, "Bushy Brows was so desperate, he kept saying how much he wanted to fight Sasuke and that Neji guy."
"Cuz they're not miracle workers dumbass." Daiki scoffed loudly, drawing eyes to him.
He honestly didn't care right now.
Naruto had made himself a convenient target to unleash a bit of his frustration on.
"You're back?" Naruto noted in surprise, before shaking his head and growling, "And what's that supposed to mean? I've seen those guys heal broken bones pretty easily before, they should be able to heal what that Sand jerk did to him."
"Moron," Daiki crossed his arms, "It isn't what raccoon boy did to him that's the problem, it's what he did to himself. The gates are called a forbidden jutsu for a reason, because of the toll it takes on the body to use them. Lee was just too weak, end of story."
"The hell'd you say?" Naruto snarled indignantly, uncrossing his arms and tensing his shoulders in Daiki's direction, "Did you see how Bushy Brows fought? There ain't nothing weak about that guy! Besides, what would you know, you stormed off before the fight was even finished just cuz' Bushy Brows wouldn't listen to you."
"And look where he ended up," Daiki shot back, "If he listened to me, he wouldn't be a cripple for life. And for what? To soothe his ego and claim he can fight against the strong? If the moron bided his time until he could handle the gates better, that would never be a problem, but he traded everything for a single meaningless fight against an utter weakling."
"W-weakling?" Naruto gaped at him, and he was not the only one. Daiki didn't bother looking to see who else was shocked by it, but the way Sasuke's eyes widened briefly and how Kakashi furrowed his brows was telling enough.
"You heard me," Daiki rolled his eyes, "Gaara ain't shit, none of you are. I could beat every single genin in this room with one arm tied behind my back. The fact Lee would waste his life to try and one up another weakling just shows how pathetic he is. And the best of it is, he crippled himself with his own jutsu, Gaara literally could have just huddled up inside his sand and let Lee kill himself and show how inept he really is."
'Laying it on a little thick aren't you?' Isobu mused.
Yet, his bijuu partner did not claim he was wrong.
Because he wasn't. It was pathetic. There was nothing noble or heroic or even worth admiring about what Lee did. It was just a pathetic waste of potential.
This had been building up for a while to be honest, since the prelims began. From everyone's stupidity about how the chunin exams worked and what being a ninja meant, to the sheer stupidity of nonsense dreams pushing these morons to even stupider heights.
You want to be Hokage? Then learn what being a Hokage actually fucking meant.
You want to become a strong ninja with only taijutsu? That was fine, but don't throw everything away for one single fight that meant nothing. Like, what the fuck would beating a single genin, Jinchuuriki or not mean in the grand scheme of things in the prelims with a limited viewing capacity.
It proved nothing,
'It's not even as if I can heal him either.' Daiki grit his teeth in frustration. He'd got a good look at the boy as he wheeled past on the stretcher. Not only were his muscles torn all across his body, not only were his arm and leg bones completely shattered. But he had fucking shards of bone lodged into his spine.
There was a difference between healing someone and surgery. And he'd need fucking miracle surgery to get this bone fragments out. At best, Daiki would be able to keep the moron alive during such an operation, but even then, considering how long such a surgery would take, with how delicate it would be, it would take up quite a lot of life force to do so.
Daiki had neither the skill, nor the life force available to help Lee.
There was multiple spikes of killing intent directed at him for his words. And not just from the sand siblings and their sensei.
Though, none even came close to the roiling wroth directed at him by redhead on the other side of the room.
Blood was pumping in Daiki's ears and his lips pulled back into a snarl as he turned around and glared murder at the redhead trying to smother him with his intent to murder him.
"You better reign yourself in right fucking now you damn fucking clown," he snarled, his own killing intent rising to the surface, "I'm not in the mood to play with you right now, so sit down, shut your ass up or I'm gonna come over there and pulp your skull between my palms."
It would be so easy too. That sand armour wouldn't do shit to block his Force Palm Jutsu. He'd just use his Heavenly Star Seal and draw on the first stage of Isobu's chakra, blitz straight through his hand, clap both hands over the idiots ears and unleash a pair of Force Palm Jutsu and pulp his brain from both ends.
'Calm down Daiki, Your frustration and temper are getting the better of you. They aren't worth getting worked up over and ruining your plans.' Isobu cautioned gently.
Daiki took a deep shuddering breath at his companions words. He was right, but it was oh so hard with how childish and naive these people, his friends even, were.
'Which is why it annoys you so much, because their lives aren't something easily replaceable.' Isobo replied lightly.
….Ah.
"Enough." The Sandaime's voice was calm and level, yet somehow seemed to echo with a thunderous ruling force.
The killing intent spread throughout the room sputtered and died instantly in the face of the authority inherent through his voice.
Naruto scowled at Daiki one last time, but didn't speak up.
Even he knew better than to really go against the Hokage's command.
The arguments were put to an end, and before long, all of them were directed down to stand in a line in front of the Hokage.
And by all of them, he meant all nine of them that had passed the preliminaries. Daiki himself, alongside Naruto, Sasuke, Shikamaru, Hinata, Neji, Temari, Gaara and stretchy guy, Kabuto's teammate.
Daiki honestly couldn't remember his name.
Nor did he care.
He was a traitor anyway.
Daiki eyed him speculatively out of the corner of his eye, 'I should take care of him in advance.' he mused. It would make the third round of the exam move smoother and he could rip some information out of the mans head.
Like the location of some of Orochimaru's bases.
And perhaps how his jutsu was used. Daiki for the life of him couldn't remember how his jutsu worked, 'Does it make his body rubber or something?' he wondered.
If it did, then it might be worth stealing for himself. If not, it could at least be useful for if he ever got tied up or something.
Sarutobi went on the explain how now that the prelims were finished, the next part of the exam, the third and final round would be another series of one versus one fights that would take place a month from now.
As expected, quite a few didn't understand why, Naruto as expected among them. And the old man had to once again go over the fact that the chunin exams was in fact just a glorified dick measuring contest and they had to give some time for people of power from around the elemental countries to make their way to Konoha to watch.
'Honestly, it's constantly in one ear and out the other with these people.' Daiki rolled his eyes. Even Shikamaru for all his vaunted intelligence was just the same in that regard.
Once again, the Nara clan heir was a prime example of why intelligence did not mean wisdom, nor did it mean common sense either for that matter.
Finally though, things came to a close and everything was dismissed. As Daiki was about to leave and head home to plot his next move though, the Hokage caught his eye and gave a single slight jerk of his chin for him to follow, before disappearing out of sight with a body flicker.
Daiki sighed, but did as bid.
He left the room behind with a body flicker of his own before anybody could talk to him or in Naruto's case, continue their argument from before.
He followed the Sandaime straight to the top of tower.
It was a simple small sitting room with two couches and a table in between them.
When he arrived mere seconds after leaving the arena behind, it was to find the Sandaime already waiting for him, sitting placidly on one couch.
"Ah, Daiki-kun," Sarutobi smiled at warmly and gestured at the opposite couch, "Have a seat."
"Sure," Daiki shrugged, doing as said and collapsing into the couch. He didn't even bother sitting on it, he just lay straight across it and propped his head up on one arm, "So what's up?" he asked.
Though he already had a feeling he knew what would be getting brought up here.
"We can get to that in a bit," Hiruzen's warm smile didn't even twitch at his utter disregard of propriety, in fact his eyes twinkled with amusement, "How are you feeling? That was quite the outburst you had."
He didn't need to specify. It was obvious he was talking about how pissed off and frustrated Daiki was about Rock Lee.
"Lee pissed me off with his utter stupidity," Daiki shrugged, "Gai should have had the common sense to stop him and not encourage him. Now unless Tsunade comes back, he'll be crippled for life."
And call it him being petty. But right now, Daiki didn't feel up to trying to fix the idiot.
"Hmm, you seem so sure of that." Hiruzen mused.
Daiki shrugged again, "I saw his injuries with my eyes," he replied, "Even beyond what Gaara did to him, it's what the gates did to him that's the real problem. He's got shards of bone stuck in his spine, our medic ninja are pretty good, but like I said, they're not miracle workers and they're not Tsunade either."
"Hmm, I see," Hiruzen's brows furrowed, "That is a disappointing thing to learn. And there is no way Tsunade will help the boy, not only will she not come back, but beyond even that she…" he trailed off.
"She's afraid of blood so even if she did come back her skills as a medic are utterly useless." Daiki finished for him.
Unless Naruto went and Talk no Jutsu'd her bodacious blonde ass into coming back and getting over her fear of blood, Lee was fucked without Daiki himself going out of his way.
Hiruzen's eyebrows rose at his words, but nodded, "Quite." he agreed.
Been a while, huh? Honestly been sick for over three weeks now, this bug is kicking my ass something awful. It's a pain for sure, slowing down productivity, can't even get to the gym for it.
Granted it's probably been lengthened cuz Scotland as always is constantly pissing of rain and cold and I do need to still go out every day even with the cold like to walk my dog and shit. Honestly thought it cleared up, only to come right back worse than before.
So how many of you got pokemon Scarlet or Violet? Loving the buggy mess? I've already 100% completed it, filled the pokedex and everything trying to hunt for a shiny Ancient Salamence. So far I've got three shiny Zweillous in the attempt. Gotta admit though, the game is hot ass, not even from just the bugs and glitches, which there are a lot, I mean I can duplicate my mount Koraidon and I think there's a way to make it shiny as well. And don't even get me started on some of the new pokemon or new evolutions, because holy shit they're lazy and bad.
Moving on, about this chapter. Well, with it the Chunin Exams, or at least the prelims finally come to a close. Thank fuck for that. Daiki's take on the Lee vs Gaara fight, probably won't be popular, and don't get me wrong I love that fight, but damn when you look at it from a common sense stand point, it really was stupidity of the highest order. Damn logic, why must you ruin cool and badass things for me?
Aside from that, we're currently up to chapter 46 on the Pa-atreon.
Anyway, shameless Pa-atreon plug. I've got one, go by the same username on there, easy to find and all that jazz. Support me if you want, it'd be swell, but don't feel pressured lads and ladies, I'll be uploading my stuff outside it regardless and not keeping it all behind a paywall or anything like that.