Returning to the second-year classroom, this afternoon was entirely academic classes.
Kishimoto Akaseki stood on the podium, opened the third chapter of “will of fire: Basics”, and read aloud with great emotion and expression.
“…Where the leaves of Konoha dance, the fire burns endlessly!
The shadow of the fire will illuminate the Village and let new leaves sprout…”
The sound of yawning rose and fell throughout the classroom.
Several students in the front row were already nodding off, and Kushina had long been lying on the desk, sleeping so soundly that drool was almost about to flow out.
But Uzumaki Mirai sat straight.
His hands were placed on the desk, his eyes stared unblinkingly at the podium, and occasionally he nodded thoughtfully, as if deeply moved by Kishimoto Akaseki’s lecture.
——Acting still had to be done.
He knew that Anbu personnel were staring at him from some invisible corner outside the classroom.
During Hiruzen Sarutobi’s probation period for him, the more he expressed identification with the will of fire and the more it matched Hiruzen Sarutobi’s expectations, the better his days would be in the future.
“What is the core of the will of fire?” Kishimoto Akaseki asked on the stage.
“Protection!
Bonds!
The determination to protect the Village!” Uzumaki Mirai raised his hand and answered first, with a loud voice and a sincere gaze.
Kishimoto Akaseki was stunned for a moment, then gratifiedly pushed his glasses: “Very well answered!
Student Uzumaki Mirai!
You may sit down.”
The whole class looked at him with the eyes of looking at a monster —— even the teacher himself was reading from a script, why was he listening so seriously?
Uzumaki Mirai sat down without changing his expression, silently sighing in his heart.
Old man, do you know how hard I’m trying?
Meanwhile, in the tree shadows not far outside the classroom window, an Anbu figure silently recorded something, and then his figure flashed and disappeared in place.
Hokage Office.
Hiruzen Sarutobi took the observation report handed over by Anbu, turned to the last page, and when he saw it read “Uzumaki Mirai behaved actively in the will of fire course, actively answered questions, and had a sincere attitude”, a satisfied smile appeared on his old face.
“Good boy…” He knocked his pipe, and the smile overflowed from the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, “Lady Mito, did you see it?
The new shoots of our Konoha are growing vigorously.”
Outside the window, the statue of Sandaime on the Hokage Rock silently overlooked the entire Village under the sunlight.
…
A month’s time was neither long nor short.
At school, Uzumaki Mirai’s popularity continued to rise, but he was obviously more restrained than when he first arrived, occasionally dozing off in class and being called out by Kishimoto Akaseki several times.
However, at home, Mirai had a very comfortable time.
A certain Tsunade had lost a month’s time to him, and had to massage Mirai every day.
Although he was tiny, he didn’t need a full set of massages for the time being.
But having half a set was also quite wonderful!
Especially when Big Sister Tsunade gave massages, they were really big.
Not only was it comfortable, but it was also a treat for the eyes, why not do it?
After school this day, Uzumaki Mito rarely sat under the corridor drinking tea, but waited for them outside the secret room deep in the clan grounds.
“Mirai, Kushina, follow me, both of you.”
Mito leaned on her cane and steadily pushed open a thick wooden door.
Behind the door was a spacious basement, with luminous stones embedded in the walls, exuding a soft, cold light.
The most eye-catching thing was the shelves all around —— densely packed scrolls stacked neatly, piled from the floor to the ceiling, visually estimated to be no less than several hundred volumes.
“This is…” Kushina widened her eyes.
“Sealing Jutsu scrolls accumulated by the Uzumaki Clan through the generations,” Mito turned to look at the two children, her expression rarely turning serious,
“Sealing Jutsu is the foundation of our Uzumaki Clan.
You have the blood of Uzumaki flowing in your bodies, and these scrolls are your inheritance.”
She walked to a bookshelf, casually pulled out a scroll and unfolded it.
The densely packed runes and spell seals on it made Kushina’s head buzz on the spot.
“Starting today, you must come here to study every day after school.
Before graduation, you must at least master the advanced application of the Five Elements Seal and Adamantine Sealing Chains, especially —” Mito glanced at Mirai and Kushina, “the related jutsu formulas of the Tailed Beast Sealing must be mastered proficiently.”
Kushina’s expression instantly collapsed.
“Grandma…” She pitifully tugged at the corner of Mito’s clothes, “I seem to have contracted a disease, a disease where my head hurts as soon as I see sealing scrolls…”
Mito smiled and raised her hand, gently flicking her on the forehead: “Little rascal, Sealing Jutsu is a life-saving skill.
If you don’t know it, who will save you when you encounter danger in the future?”
“Mirai will definitely save me!”
“What if he is also in danger?”
Kushina puckered her lips and stopped talking.
Mito handed two basic scrolls into their hands respectively: “Start with the Four Symbols Seal.
Mirai goes first, and Kushina watches and learns by the side.”
Uzumaki Mirai took the scroll, his eyes shining.
He had long wanted to touch these Sealing Jutsu, which was a hundred times more interesting than listening to Kishimoto Akaseki boast about the will of fire at school.
He unfolded the scroll, sat cross-legged, his gaze quickly swept across the jutsu structure on it, muttering words in his mouth.
“…Four Symbols Seal, suppresses the center with the qi of the four directions, alternating Yin and Yang…
The core node is at…”
Mito squinted slightly, looking at Mirai’s focused profile, a trace of gratification revealed in the bottom of her eyes.
This child’s comprehension was even higher than she expected.
“Kushina,” Mito turned to look at Kushina who was staring blankly at Mirai, “What are you looking at?”
“Ah?
No, nothing!” Kushina suddenly snapped back to her senses, her face flushed, and she hurriedly grabbed the scroll pretending to read it, “I’ll study right now!”
But she didn’t read a few words into it at all.
Under the light, Mirai’s profile as he bowed his head to study the scroll was very good-looking, his eyelashes drooped, occasionally frowning, occasionally silently chanting something in a low voice.
Kushina secretly glanced once, then glanced again — — as for what was written on the scroll, her mind was blank.
Mito sighed without exposing it.
This child’s thoughts, how could she, an old lady who had lived almost a lifetime, fail to see through them?
However…
there was no rush, the days were still long.
“Alright, that’s it for today.” Mito knocked her cane, “From now on, come here to study for an hour every day after school before going home.
Kushina, tomorrow I will test you on the core incantation of the Four Symbols Seal.
If you can’t recite it, copy it a hundred times.”
“Eh — — No way?!”
“Eh what eh, do you think I’m joking with you?”
Kushina responded dejectedly, but from Mirai’s perspective, she was clearly still secretly smiling.
Spending another hour alone with Mirai every day seemed not bad either, eh?
It would be even better if she didn’t have to memorize the Sealing Jutsu formulas.
Kushina had no interest whatsoever in becoming a Jinchuriki or anything like that.
In the original work, she became the Nine-Tailed Jinchuriki because she had no choice at all.
But now with Mirai, wouldn’t it be great to let Mirai become the Jinchuriki, and she wouldn’t have to suffer that hardship herself.
Thinking of this, Kushina’s mind was clear and unobstructed!
She directly gave up, how could reading Sealing Jutsu formulas be as comfortable as looking at Mirai?