Chương 83: Restless Minds and Silent Strength
Haruto sat at the back of the classroom, arms folded on the desk, his chin resting on them as he lazily stared at the wall. The instructor's voice droned on about the "Will of Fire," a lesson Haruto had heard far too many times. Loyalty, sacrifice, and protecting the village—concepts that had been drilled into every student. But his thoughts were elsewhere, focused on his own progress.
None of this had come easily. Every bit of skill he had was earned through relentless, intense training. The system's golden reward had helped him understand and control ninjutsu better, but it was a refinement of what he had already achieved through effort. The ease with which he excelled in some areas was a direct result of his hard work, not some gift that handed him victory. His growth wasn't some overpowered shortcut—it was the result of countless hours of training.
The academy's limited resources frustrated him, though. Basic scrolls and jutsu could only take him so far, and while he had already surpassed most of his classmates, his access to more advanced techniques was restricted. Even so, his strength had reached low Chunin levels, at least in terms of chakra. He was no Uzumaki, though—his chakra reserves were nothing like Daichi's. Haruto had to be careful with how he spent his chakra, but what he lacked in reserves, he made up for in control.
Taijutsu, however, had become his domain. With his seal active to hold back his power, he still won nearly every sparring match. Guy, though, was the exception. Haruto smirked at the thought of their last bout. He and Guy were neck and neck, each pushing the other to new limits. Haruto wondered how long it would last—if Duy, Guy's father, would eventually teach him the Eight Gates. When that day came, Guy might leave him behind.
Daichi Uzumaki, on the other hand, was more about endurance. The guy was a tank, thanks to his Uzumaki heritage and absurd chakra reserves. Sparring with Daichi was more of a battle of stamina than skill. Haruto respected Daichi's strength, but he didn't push him the way Guy did.
And Obito? Well, Obito was just… Obito. Haruto chuckled to himself. Obito wasn't a serious challenge, at least not yet.
Shifting in his seat, Haruto glanced back at the front of the classroom, though his mind still wandered. Written tests had become a joke. With his photographic memory, he could recall entire passages from textbooks and recite them word-for-word if he wanted. It wasn't challenging anymore. As for ninjutsu, the golden reward helped him control and understand techniques easily, especially non-elemental ones. His lightning jutsu were progressing well, but when he tried to learn earth jutsu, he struggled. The reward only helped with elements he had a natural affinity for, like lightning, and his lack of an earth affinity made that path much harder.
Two days remained before he had to declare his intention to graduate. He hadn't made his decision yet, despite having reached low Chunin levels. There was no rush. He had time. While others worried about making their declarations, Haruto was content to wait and observe. His training was paying off, and while the academy's resources limited him, he knew this was just the beginning. He'd keep pushing his boundaries, growing stronger, and when the time came, he'd be ready to face whatever lay ahead.
For now, patience was key. Haruto knew his true potential was still untapped, and he was quietly, methodically preparing for what came next.
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