The two brothers, Arata and Toru, thought they had taken the wrong path.
They hadn't seen Shiratori for a long time and were thinking of coming to visit him, but halfway through, they saw a violent fire erupting in the distance, followed by a loud rumbling sound.
The two hurried over and saw the following scene:
The remote training ground had been forcibly demolished, and replaced by a shallow lake surrounded by warm mist. The trees nearby also showed signs of being burned by fire.
Elder Setsuna, whose body was completely black and whose face could no longer be seen, walked towards the two brothers through the mist, holding a Shiratori with a look of dissatisfaction.
What a weird scene… What on earth did you two do?
At this time, the master and the apprentice were still bickering. It was really one who respected the elders and the other who loved the young.
"Do you want to kill me, brat?"
"How is that possible? Fire Jutsu can't kill people…"
"Get lost! Which idiot told you that? You almost roasted me!"
"Let's not talk about this. Did you break the rules again, old man?"
"I don't."
"Huh? No? We clearly agreed you're not going to use any ninjutsu. Could it be that I was the one who released the water Jutsu just now?"
"It's all because of you, you little bastard! I'm putting out the fire! Do you know what putting out a fire means? Do you want to burn down the whole village?"
"You put out the fire; why did you drag me into the water?"
"I'm old, and my eyes are blurry, so I didn't notice it."
"Hehe..."
Setsuna Uchiha grabbed Shiratori by the back of his collar and walked past Arata and Toru as if nothing had happened… Then, he slowly stepped back.
"There's a lot of noise here. You two go and explain that I'm developing a new ninjutsu and…"
The old man narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"You haven't seen anything today, understand?"
At this moment, his face was pitch black, half of his beard was burned off, and when he spoke, a faint black smoke floated out of his mouth, just like a scorched goose…
The two brothers nodded frantically.
We didn't see anything; please don't kill us to silence us!
...…
Setsuna Uchiha's residence.
In the courtyard, Setsuna and Shiratori, after cleaning the dirt on their bodies, wrapped themselves in a bathrobe and lay on a lounge chair, basking in the sun and chatting.
The topics are also varied, ranging from the situation in the Shinobi World to what to eat in the evening, from the culprit of the clogged toilet to the candidate for the next Hokage… The main theme is to do whatever one wants.
It goes without saying that Setsuna is experienced and ruthless. After a lifetime of intrigue, he can always see the problem directly.
Although Shiratori was just an innocent college student in his previous life, he relied on the fact that he had read the manga and combined it with the current situation, and made up a lot of nonsense, which stunned the old man.
Setsuna knew that Shiratori was precocious, but he didn't expect him to be so intelligent. If it weren't for the fact that the Sharingan couldn't be faked, he would have suspected that he had picked up the wrong child and brought the genius from the Nara clan here.
As they chatted, the topic naturally turned back to Shiratori himself.
"Have you thought about it? Graduating early?"
"Um."
"Hey!" Setsuna tilted his head, revealing an "As expected" expression, and said: "I didn't agree to your admission at the beginning. What can you learn in that crappy place? It's better to study in the clan! Don't you think so?"
Shiratori rolled his eyes.
That's an Academy! If you travel to Konoha and don't experience this kind of local experience in person, you will always feel regretful.
Besides, the good times of childhood should, of course, be spent on campus!
You can also relive the good old days and maybe even develop a childhood sweetheart or something, so why not?
He walked into the campus with great enthusiasm but regretted it after the first class.
Campus life is still youthful and beautiful…
In a normal school, but here, the first lesson is the use and maintenance of kunai and shurikens.
Ah?!
The next lesson is about the distribution of vital points on the human body and the effects of striking it…
Damn it!
Looking at the sweet and lovely female classmates holding kunai and shurikens and wielding them on the lower body of the mannequin, Shiratori felt his whole body tense up…
I came to school to see this.
Goodbye!
"Hey, kid, say something?"
Setsuna leaned sideways and kicked Shiratori with his leg.
"Oh, yes, you are right!"
He was satisfied in an instant. It was really not easy to see this little bastard being humiliated.
He continued: "So, who's your teammate?"
"I don't even know who they are yet."
Setsuna turned around and shouted, and Teimu, who looked more like a picked-up person than Shiratori, came over reluctantly.
"Bring me the two pieces of letter paper I left on the upper right corner of the table. Hurry up!"
"Okay..."
Shiratori was also a little embarrassed. He already knew that the chance encounter between Teimu and himself was designed by Setsuna, and the old man was even hiding in the dark and watching the fight secretly.
Of course, Setsuna only wanted Teimu to test Shiratori's strength, but he didn't expect Teimu to add to the drama privately and self-righteously added a paragraph of nonsense.
So, the last beating in Konoha's Year 46 was even more severe than any other time…
After a while, Teimu brought the things and handed them to Setsuna, then left in a hurry.
When he sees Shiratori, he feels phantom pain!
His face and arms hurt!
"Take a look for yourself."
Setsuna handed the first piece of paper to Shiratori.
Shiratori picked it up and saw that it was filled with the names of Jōnins.
"If you choose to graduate with this year's graduates, you can pick any Jōnin here as your leader."
Shiratori took a quick look and frowned slightly - he didn't recognize any of the names listed.
No one is famous!
Why do they all look like cannon fodder? And there is only one Inuzuka and one Shimura from the big clans.
The fighting power of the Inuzuka clan is obvious to all. They turn into dogs and humans and spin in circles together, highlighting that one of them is unreliable. As for the Shimura clan…
Shiratori feels dizzy when he sees the surname Shimura, especially when he thinks of the most famous ninja of the Shimura clan… He's not bragging, but his Golden Legend level bloodline, which is of great scientific research value, may be inexplicably put on the Root's experimental table one day!
"Are you not satisfied with any of them? Then take a look at this."
Seeing the confusion in Shiratori's expression, Setsuna handed over the second piece of paper.
Shiratori took a quick look at it.
Wow!
It almost blinded his eyes!
Chōza Akimichi, Suiten Sarutobi, Inoichi Yamanaka, Shibi Aburame, Takeshi Hyūga, Sora Sarutobi, Yashiro Uchiha…
Huh? It seems like an acquaintance sneaked in to fill in the gap.
Never mind.
It doesn't matter.
"This is?"
"Recently, the ninjas in the village have been transferred frequently. Many team leaders will join the Anbu or go to the border to join the army. There are often vacancies in the Chūnin and Genin's team."
"Those who are good at medical ninjutsu are recruited by the hospital, those who are good at Sealing Jutsu join the sealing team, and some are sacrificed… So the higher-ups decided to reorganize the team and form some new teams."
"Then why…"
Shiratori raised the first piece of paper.
"You mean, why don't you see some outstanding Jōnin graduates?" Setsuna shook his head with a mocking smile on his face: "Because among this year's graduates… There are almost no graduates from big families, my child!"
Shiratori understood that reality was so cruel.
Some people, if they don't have any adventures, are born to be consumables…
"How is it? Did you find anyone you like this time? Oh, by the way, don't choose the two Jōnin from our clan above; their strength is not very good - including Yashiro. If you want Jōnin from Uchiha to be your team leader, I will notify the Jōnin in the clan and go to the Hokage immediately to apply to let them lead the team."
"I think… It's better not to do that."
Shiratori stared at a name on the paper thoughtfully.
"Oh, it seems like a decision has been made. Let me see who is so honored to be chosen by a super genius like you."
Shiratori thought for some time… Never mind, I won't choose anymore, I've decided it's you!
He pointed out the person he had decided on.
For a moment, he was stunned, a little puzzled: "It turned out to be him… Are you sure?"
"Sure."