[Jun Etsuko]

"Nope, but don't worry so long as they aren't lost it should be easy for a medic to reattach them." Etsuko usually wasn't the best of liars, her face often told her emotions true. She however had no real reason to show actual concern, she wasn't lying in a manner that was easily revealed. She had confidence she'd be able to perform her part in this little exercise without a moment of risk.

"Alright, here we go, keep your eyes on mine. You'll be too distracted if you try to trace my sword, it'll be really quick." Etsuko would assure as she'd take an overly pronounced drawing stance, as the hand seals were performed Etsuko would very swiftly sweep her sword up or down. As the sword was brought up or down to the hand level of this genin, Etsuko would use her excessively good skill with the sword flick the sword essentially pointing into Etsuko and the side, then as it passed the danger zone, flicking it back to the way the sword would be positioned.

Each sweep of the sword wouldn't just be the quick up and down with a slight of hand swivel of the blade though. She'd use her control of fuuton specifically exerting a lot of her excess chakra. So that a flurry of wind followed the blades sweeping motion. Viciously whistling in the intended blades after math, while also exerting a distortion of the air. Blurring ones possible perception of the blades mid swing action and more importantly if the genin attempt to look, the wind kicked up in such a manner it'd irritate the eyes further messing ones perception.

Waiting to see if the adrenaline kicked in, as soon as even the slightest panic and thus speed boost happened. Etsuko would suddenly state, "Faster!" Her sword sweeps increasing in pace as she did. Regardless of if the younger kunoichi could speed up too much more, it'd be important to raise the mental ante and keep the pressure on Midori so she had less chance to see the trick in this training.

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[Netsu Midori]

Midori is only more terrified when Etsuko demands that she keep her eyes locked with hers, but she still doesn't think she has much choice. So she isn't allowed to watch the blade, either? This was only getting more and more worrisome. She clearly isn't catching the trick that Etsuko is performing, her eyes aren't nearly good enough to catch an intensely rapid movement from someone that is clearly a master of the blade, and she thinks she can feel the wind of each sword swipe as it seemingly passes between her hands, more or less proving to her that she's not being deceived. Instead of making her more sure, each swipe of the blade is causing her to become even less sure of this training, tingeing her thoughts with terror.

Thanks to her eyes widening and the sweat starting to drip from her temples, it should be clear that she's getting scared, and the calls of faster make Midori even more nervous, but she continues with the increasing speed, spurred on by a mixture of adrenaline and worry in order to perform the hand seals more quickly than before. She was certain she was signing faster than she'd ever had in her entire life, and she seems a bit too terrified to pull back, for fear that even that movement out of line might end with her fingers being cut. She's clearly completely unaware of Etsuko's little trick, judging by the unease she's displaying, but this only makes the training even more effective, at least.

[Jun Etsuko]

Etsuko was a very experienced shinobi and she certainly had trained her fair share of genin now. However peoples results always varied and the fact that things were working out with the training. It was incredibly relieving and filled the jounin with a sense of pride. At first her eyes only observing the hand seals in the peripheral view of her stare, but as the speed of each hand seal really lit up. So would Etsuko's eyes, as they'd seemingly dip down for a just a second every random milestone. "Very impressive! You are a prodigy."

Midori had more than back up her earlier words as far as the Jinchuuriki could tell. She'd feel the younger kunoichi was at a decent point in her progression. Too much adrenaline abuse could be incredibly bad for the body. So pushing the body to this point, hopefully it'd tear and develop the muscles and muscle memory better for the less hectic try. Though the two tails host wouldn't simply end the training, she'd instead take a step back stabbing her sword into the ground. Retrieving that swords sheath she'd hold it flat out her other hand taking hold to keep it up and out.

"Alright try to use the jutsu at that speed!" That'd be the almost final test of this practice, if she could still form the chakra and channel the jutsu. It'd certainly not prove she had the art of fast hand seals down. It would however clear any doubt that Midori might not be achieving it in the near future. Though even if she failed Etsuko was confident they'd taken a good step forward in the right direction.

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[Netsu Midori]

Midori finally stops performing the hand seals when the sword is dropped and the point is stabbed into the ground, signifying that the use of the sword is likely over for the moment. She's barely calmed down after the sword is gone, but she can feel a bit of nausea and a throbbing headache from the adrenaline spike she'd just suffered thanks to the threat of what might effectively have been an end to her career as a shinobi, and she's certain if she left her hands still for long enough, that they'd end up shaking just a bit. The praise of being called a prodigy is barely even heard, but it does give her a bit more backbone, at least enough for her to stay standing up straight despite the cold sweat she could feel on her back and in her hairline. She hides it by running her fingers through her hair, ridding herself of the sweat and trying to look the calm and confident kunoichi that she normally felt like.

"Of course I am."

She frowns a bit when she's ordered to form the hand seals and use the technique at that speed, so she rapidly makes each of the four seals, barely finishing the first before moving to the next, and in nearly an instant, her fists are both aglow with that neon green energy that she knows all too well. Although now she wonders what exactly the sheathe was for; her technique was mostly just meant to enhance the power and force of her own strikes, utilizing the concussive force of her clan's kekkei tota in order to turn her normally strong punches into nearly explosive bursts of pain. Still, she can feel the throbbing headache making her even more aggressive than normal, so she attempts to smack the sheathe from below with an uppercut, just to make a point. Midori still avoids hitting Etsuko's hand directly with her punch, of course. She might be rough, but she's not suicidal.