As Orochimaru departed, the Ninja Academy teachers who had been hiding in the shadows also quietly dispersed, not disturbing Soraki and Obito.
In fact, Soraki had already deduced from Orochimaru's words that others were lurking nearby. He thought to himself, "Looks like the school is paying quite a bit of attention to us. Perhaps Orochimaru's appearance drew their notice."
"Who would have thought that Orochimaru-sama is actually so affable," Obito remarked, gazing at Orochimaru's departing figure with admiration. His eyes shimmered with a hint of awe, seemingly full of respect for Orochimaru.
Soraki was taken aback by his words, unable to believe his ears. He couldn't help but retort inwardly, "It's the first time I've heard someone describe Orochimaru as 'affable.' Obito is truly Obito—so oblivious." He shook his head, finding Obito to be quite an amusing character.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Ru left with a face full of shame and anger. His fists were clenched tightly, fingernails digging deep into his palms, his heart filled with humiliation and rage. "Those detestable Soraki and Obito!
How dare they humiliate me like this! I'll make them pay for this!" he thought through gritted teeth. If not for Orochimaru's intervention, he would have been either dead or severely injured today, and he couldn't bear to stay any longer.
He had hoped that Orochimaru would comfort his wounded soul, but Orochimaru had coldly tossed him aside without any concern.
Soraki turned and left the training ground, but he didn't plan to return to the classroom; instead, he headed straight home. He thought to himself, "It seems that I won't learn much during this first week. Rather than wasting time, I should hurry home to strengthen my abilities." With that, he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
Although he had easily dealt with the blond kid who came looking for trouble earlier—that was only because the boy was just a civilian's son who hadn't even extracted chakra—he knew that if he were to encounter Uchiha Ru, within a few moves, the other party could easily teach him a lesson. Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, feeling a sense of urgency rising in his heart.
"I won't learn anything at school anyway; I might as well go home and improve my strength," Soraki decided secretly. He knew that in this world where strength reigns supreme, only by continuously becoming stronger could he protect himself and those around him.
With that in mind, Soraki said to Obito, who was a step behind him, "Obito, I have a stomachache this afternoon and want to go home. Do you want to come with me?"
Obito paused for a moment, asking with concern, "A stomachache? Do you want me to accompany you to the infirmary?"
Soraki waved his hand, smiling as he said, "No need, I'll just go home and rest a bit. Do you want to come along?"
He asked this because he was worried that after he left, if Uchiha Ru came back looking for trouble and Obito was alone, he might suffer.
Seeing Soraki looking energetic, Obito immediately realized that he intended to skip class but hesitated, saying, "Skipping class on the first day isn't a good idea. Besides, the teachers might get angry."
Obito had already made his stance clear: he wanted to be a good student, stay in school obediently, study hard, and make progress every day. He thought to himself, "I need to work hard to become stronger, become Hokage, and gain everyone's recognition."
"Oh, then be careful yourself. If Uchiha Ru comes to cause trouble, fight if you can; if not, run quickly. I'm heading home," Soraki patted Obito on the shoulder. He didn't want to impose his will on him and didn't plan to heed Obito's advice.
In his previous life, he had been a good student for over twenty years; in this life, he'd rather be a delinquent who gives teachers headaches and is disliked by classmates.
"What if the teachers ask about you?" Obito couldn't help but ask, seeing that Soraki had no intention of being a good student. He looked at Soraki with some concern, afraid that he might be punished by the teachers for skipping class.
"Just tell them I had a stomachache—the honest truth." Soraki waved his hand, showing a confident smile, and then walked out of the school under Obito's gaze.
Once he was out of Obito's sight, Soraki couldn't wait to accelerate towards home. He felt his blood boiling, his mood both excited and nervous. "I can finally train properly. I must improve my strength as soon as possible," he thought to himself.
Along the way, the scenery of the village flashed rapidly before his eyes. There were few pedestrians on the streets; occasionally, a few shinobi passed by him, their forehead protectors gleaming in the sunlight. Looking at these ninjas, Soraki's resolve strengthened even more.
Soon, he arrived home. His father was tending to his weapon shop, looking a bit drowsy. The weapon shop didn't have many walk-in customers; most of the main clients had their orders delivered directly by his father, so there were relatively few people who came to buy weapons individually.
"Soraki? Why are you back so early?" His father was surprised to see his son return suddenly and hurriedly asked.
Soraki caught his breath, smiling as he replied, "Dad, I wanted to come home to practice some ninjutsu and enhance my abilities."
His father frowned slightly, asking with concern, "Did something happen at school? Why the sudden urge?"
Soraki shook his head and briefly recounted what had happened at school today. Of course, he omitted the fact that he was skipping class, only emphasizing his determination to become stronger.
After learning of Soraki's purpose, his father was both amused and exasperated. Especially upon learning that Soraki had gotten into a fight on his first day of school—it didn't seem like something he would do.
After all, for the past six years, Soraki had always given his father the impression of someone who preferred quiet over activity; he didn't expect that he would get into fights.
"Alright then, wait a moment. I'll help you undo those sealing techniques," his father said. Though helpless, after hearing Soraki's goal, he also felt that strengthening his abilities as soon as possible was a good thing. After all, in the world of ninjas, others wouldn't wait for you to grow up.
"No need, I already extracted chakra last night. Just teach me the technique to unlock it," Soraki said, his eyes filled with confidence and anticipation.
"You've really learned it?" His father was somewhat skeptical. But seeing Soraki's confident expression, he didn't insist further. He would have to teach him sooner or later, so it didn't matter whether it was sooner or later.
"Alright then, but you must study diligently and not slack off," his father instructed.
"Don't worry, Dad, I'll work hard!" Soraki nodded solemnly.
After memorizing the sealing formula, Soraki couldn't wait and dashed toward the secret room, not even hearing his father's reminder to come back for help if he couldn't unlock it.
As it turned out, Soraki did have a talent for being a ninja. Although he failed twice, on the third attempt, he successfully unlocked the seal on the hidden passage. He was delighted in his heart: "Looks like my talent isn't bad."
In no time, Soraki once again arrived in the underground chamber filled with books and scrolls. The dim light illuminated the room, and the air was filled with the unique, musty scent of old books.
Looking at the room full of books, Soraki instead sat down slowly. First, he was a bit tired from rushing all the way back; second, he needed to carefully consider which ninjutsu to learn first.
"What were the Three Basic Techniques again?" Soraki looked up at the ceiling, eyes unfocused, his mind racing. He recalled his memories of "Naruto" from his previous life, trying to organize his thoughts.
Of course, he wanted to directly learn advanced ninjutsu like the Flying Thunder God Technique or the Reanimation Jutsu, but with his current abilities, could he learn them? Even if he could, would they be among this pile of books? Soraki felt it was unlikely.
Given his current chakra level, he decided not to think about A-rank or S-rank ninjutsu for now. It was better to be practical and start from the basics.
Based on his experience from watching "Naruto" in his previous life, the first things to learn were the Three Basic Techniques—Clone Technique, Transformation Technique, and Substitution Technique. These are fundamental skills for a ninja and must be mastered proficiently.
As for the rumored other "Three Techniques"—Body Flicker Technique, Invisibility Technique, and Paralysis Technique—with his current abilities, he could only dream about them. After all, these ninjutsu are difficult and require significant chakra control.
Among the Three Basic Techniques, the Substitution Technique was essential to master proficiently. The Transformation Technique might be used occasionally, so learning it would suffice.
As for the Clone Technique, he planned to skip it and directly learn the Shadow Clone Technique; therefore, whether he knew the basic Clone Technique didn't matter much.
"The Shadow Clone Technique is a B-rank ninjutsu, but it's highly practical and can help me train faster," Soraki thought to himself. He knew that the Shadow Clone Technique could evenly distribute the user's chakra among each clone, and the clones' experiences would be fed back to the original body.
Regarding the Body Flicker Technique, Invisibility Technique, and Paralysis Technique, he could only attempt to learn the Body Flicker Technique for now.
Although many people knew the Body Flicker Technique, only a few could use it effectively in combat like the Fourth Hokage, Hanzo of the Salamander, or Shisui of the Body Flicker.
"I don't know if I have that talent, but I have to try," Soraki encouraged himself.
Then there's the signature ninjutsu of the Uchiha clan—Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu. He wondered if, as a member of the Uchiha family, he had the fire nature.
"I should have asked Dad for a chakra nature paper earlier," Soraki thought with some frustration. He had been too hasty earlier.
"Oh well, let's look for it first," he said, standing up and walking to the bookshelf, beginning to search for books and scrolls related to ninjutsu.
"Alright, it's decided then," Soraki patted his face and muttered to himself, "I'll start by learning these ninjutsu."
"Clone Technique, Transformation Technique, Substitution Technique, Shadow Clone Technique, Body Flicker Technique, and Great Fireball Jutsu," he listed them one by one, hoping to find related materials among the books.
After searching for a while, Soraki indeed found scrolls of these ninjutsu on the bookshelf. He sat down excitedly, eager to start reading.
"I hope my chakra has the fire nature," Soraki silently wished in his heart. If he didn't have the fire nature, learning the Great Fireball Jutsu would be somewhat challenging.
He took a deep breath and began to immerse himself in the contents of the scrolls, his heart filled with expectations and aspirations for the future.