The second to last row, by the window, the legendary ‘Main Character Seat,’ was originally as good as it gets, but in the summer, it had a flaw—it was too sunny and stiflingly hot.
Sitting by the window in summer was like torture, even the thickest walls and curtains couldn’t block the sun’s outrageous heat.
Ryosuke slumped sideways on the desk, his right hand propped on the desk, supporting his drowsy head, as he stared blankly at the window.
Suddenly, he shot upright, his eyes wide open.
He stared straight ahead, as if he had seen the most astonishing thing in the world, a slight smile on his lips.
Even though there was a class, his gaze was not focused on the blackboard.
Instead, it was fixed on a transparent, floating window that only he could see—this was his system.
Why did he have a system?
It was simple: because he was a transmigrator.
He had transmigrated into the original Uchiha Ryosuke’s body two years ago, and this system had awakened with his transmigration, accompanying him ever since.
‘I finally gathered enough Chakra to spin once.’ His lips spread into a wide grin but he managed to hold back, stopping at a half-crazed state.
What kind of system could make him so uncontrollably gleeful?
On the system’s floating window, several pieces of information were listed.
[Host: Uchiha Ryosuke (12 years old)] [System: Eye Gacha System] [System Description: Can use Chakra to draw special eyes.
The eyes are drawn randomly, strong or weak, entirely dependent on luck.
The special eyes are driven by Chakra as energy.
In cases where an eye is too powerful, insufficient Chakra can prevent its activation.] (Note: The eyes drawn are like Mangekyo dojutsu and are integrated into the Sharingan.
When activating them, MC’s eyes transform into the Sharingan.) [Gacha Cost: Starts at 500, no upper limit] (Note: With each additional eye gained, the cost for the next eye will increase.
Also, the spent Chakra can be recovered with time.) [Chakra: 600] ‘Two years…
To gather 600 points of Chakra, I persisted in physical training every day.’ (Note: You might be wondering why not use the Gacha as soon as he hits 500?
For safety reasons.) [Do you want to activate the Gacha?] ‘Yes.’ With a thought from Ryosuke, he heard the “clank-clank” sound of gears turning, and the number on the Chakra section plummeted wildly: 550, 450, 400, 350, 300, 200… 100, then stopped.
With a ‘ding,’ the eye was drawn, and an instant understanding was transmitted to his mind.
Ryosuke understood everything about what kind of eye it was and how to use it.
However, the wild joy on his face abruptly ceased, turning into bewilderment, ‘Is this an ability I can use?’ He was incredibly conflicted in his heart and his expression changed constantly, which startled Nawaki next to him.
Nawaki poked him with his hand and asked, “Are you practicing face-changing in class?
What are you doing?” “Huh?
Nothing, I was just savoring today’s tempura bento.” Ryosuke made up an excuse.
Nawaki had spiky brown hair and exuded vitality.
It was clear at a glance that he was a cheerful ‘silly boy.’ He was the last prominent young male of the Senju Clan, a hot-blooded youth who inherited the will of the First Hokage.
He was generous and diligent, almost the template for a shonen manga protagonist.
Even with the Uchiha Clan, he held no grudges and even became good friends with Ryosuke, which surprised him.
The current Ryosuke was a transmigrator, so naturally, he wouldn’t carry the twisted values of the Uchiha Clan’s glory or the Will of Fire.
Therefore, he saw everyone as the same, without any psychological burden, thus possessing an approachable and calm demeanor, which was quite unique.
Because of this, he and Nawaki inexplicably became “birds of a feather.” Of course, his popularity in class was also good.
Besides Nawaki, Hiashi and Hizashi, the Ino–Shika–Chō of Shikaku, Inoichi, and Choza, Aburame Shibi, and Inuzuka Tsume—all future pillars of their respective clans—had harmonious relationships with Ryosuke.
Among his companions, the one he had the best relationship with was the girl sitting in the second row, diligently taking notes—Uchiha Mikoto.
From the listed clans and names, it was evident that this class was an elite class, gathering the most promising next generation of Konoha.
The teachers responsible for this elite class were naturally elite ninjas.
The instructor on the podium was explaining basic Ninjutsu knowledge.
He was named Gekko Kado.
He retired after the First Great Ninja War due to injuries and returned to teach at the Ninja Academy.
Having been on the battlefield and killed enemies, Gekko Kado’s lessons emphasized practicality and were more rigorous.
Seeing the students’s sleepy faces, he felt a surge of anger.
He slammed the podium and startled all the students.
He swept his gaze across the class before loudly saying, “Hokage-sama has decided that the graduation exam will be held in one month.
To prevent you from embarrassing me, I will conduct intensified training during this period.
Everyone, brace yourselves, there will be no slacking.
Do you understand?” “Understood.” “Louder!
I can’t hear you!” “Understood!” “So quiet, and you want to be a ninja?
Louder!” “Understood!” “Very good, now follow me to the training ground for combat training!” Gekko Kado walked out of the classroom, and more than twenty students hastily followed him out.
The group rushed to the training ground behind the school.
Gekko Kado immediately divided the twenty-odd students into groups of two for sparring training.
Ryosuke and Nawaki were in one group, Mikoto faced Tsume, Choza faced Hiashi, Shikaku faced Hizashi, Inoichi faced Shibi, and the rest…
well, they were background characters, so who cares?
The first to start were Mikoto and Tsume.
“Go, Mikoto!” Ryosuke cheered for Mikoto from the side, raising his arms.
Mikoto blushed and shook her head, calming herself down, and preparing for the fight.
Standing in front of her was Tsume, a wild and fiery girl.
“Form the Confrontation Seal!” Gekko Kado shouted, and the two girls pointed their fingers like swords, their expressions becoming serious.
Then they jumped back a step, each taking their stance, ready to fight.
“Kuromaru, go!” Tsume roared.
She charged out, her ninja dog following closely behind.
Mikoto formed hand seals very quickly.
Before Tsume and Kuromaru could reach her, she had already completed the hand seals.
She cupped her right hand in front of her mouth, and exhaled, spewing out a fireball that flew towards Tsume.
Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!
However, not too much Chakra was used, so the fireball wasn’t large, only about a meter in diameter, but it wasn’t slow.
The most crucial thing was that Tsume hadn’t expected Mikoto to use Ninjutsu first in a training match.
Wasn’t it usually mainly about Taijutsu in school?
Therefore, she could only frantically dodge to the side, letting the fireball explode behind her.
Beyond her expectation, after Mikoto unleashed her Ninjutsu, she had already charged forward, closing the distance in an instant.
“Heh ya!” She pushed with both palms, sending Tsume backward seven or eight meters, landing in the grass.
The ninja dog, Kuromaru, was stunned.
In the blink of an eye, its owner was sent flying.
It quickly braked, but couldn’t stop its momentum, hitting Mikoto’s leg with its head.
Then it flopped to the ground, sticking out its tongue and playing dead.
“Why does Mikoto’s style seem a bit different?” “This is too fast.” “How should I put it?
She truly is a genius of the Uchiha Clan.” Mikoto ignored everyone’s surprise and hurriedly ran out to help Tsume up, asking nervously, “How are you?
Are you okay?” Tsume gave Mikoto a thumbs-up, and said with a cheerful smile, “I’m perfectly fine, don’t worry.
This round of sparring training, I lost.”