"Happy birthday, Mitsuki-chan!"
"Happy birthday, Mitsuki!"
Mitsuki's birthday ended up being celebrated at the Nohara household. Rin's request for a sleepover was rejected by both Mitsuki and Mrs. Nohara.
After enjoying dinner at the Nohara home, Mitsuki returned to his own house with two gifts.
Ever since Uchiha En ambushed him, Mitsuki felt he had been living too comfortably in this world.
He had not left Konoha Village since his Transmigration, and he didn't know the living conditions of people in other countries or other Ninja Villages.
However, analyzing the background of the plot from Mitsuki's memories, at least the common people in various small countries lived a precarious existence.
Even if it was just to maintain his current peaceful life, Mitsuki had a strong reason to become powerful.
Sitting on the living room sofa, Mitsuki opened the gifts from Mrs. Nohara and Rin. Mrs. Nohara's gift was a Ninja vest, and Rin's was a Ninja tool pouch. Both were very practical gifts, and also the most popular style of gifting in the Ninja World currently.
Thinking of this, Mitsuki walked to Kento's room and took out the birthday gift box he had found while sorting through his belongings earlier.
"Thank you for your gift. I've received it."
Mitsuki whispered, untied the ribbon, opened the box, and took out the precious short sword prepared jointly by Uchiha En and Shimizu Kento.
Mitsuki planned to name this short sword 'kiriichimonji.' He hoped that in the future, he could personally use this blade to sever the spine of the Hidden Mist, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist... Konoha Year 39.
This year, Shimizu Mitsuki was 6 years old, and today was the opening day of the Konoha Ninja Academy. In the past year, Shimizu Mitsuki had not overexerted his body with frantic training due to Kento's death.
As a Transmigrator with memories from his previous life, especially a driven young man from the information-explosive 21st century, he naturally knew how to train himself scientifically.
At the very least, he couldn't run laps around Konoha every day with a 5-year-old body to train.
Even if Mitsuki could endure it, Rin couldn't.
That's right, after Rin learned that Mitsuki had learned the Chakra Refining Technique early on, she also seemed to feel that she had been too complacent all this time. So, she pleaded with Mitsuki to let her join the training plan.
Thus, even to prevent the adorable Rin-chan from turning into a muscular loli, Mitsuki couldn't set the training intensity too high.
"Mitsuki, Mitsuki, this is great! We're in the same class!"
Rin said, clenching her fists at her chest and smiling brightly.
"Yes, it's the first class."
Mitsuki casually responded to Rin, his gaze sweeping around.
There were quite a few familiar faces, Kakashi, Raidō Namiashi, that black curly hair must be Kurenai Yuhi, and next to her, is that Asuma?
No way, Kurenai Yuhi is still so young, and you, Asuma, already have ulterior motives.
"Mitsuki, what are you looking at?"
Rin noticed Mitsuki stop observing his surroundings and stare straight ahead. When she followed Mitsuki's gaze, her smile faltered slightly.
"My apologies, my apologies, I was just thinking," Mitsuki said, snapping back to reality and immediately clasping his hands together to soothe Rin.
"But speaking of which, there are so many people. I thought that because of the war, many villagers wouldn't want their children to become Ninja."
Mitsuki was still too naive and made a common mistake. It's important to know that in the Ninja World, Ninja had replaced samurai as a major legitimate profession.
Although the risks were high, the remuneration for missions was not low. Even a Genin could easily support the expenses of an ordinary family with mission rewards.
Moreover, in a chaotic world, who wouldn't want to gain power? Coupled with the Third Hokage's continuous promotion of various heroic deeds of civilian Ninja on the battlefield, all of this made the residents of Konoha willing to send their children to the Ninja Academy.
Rin responded to Mitsuki's confusion from beside him.
"Oh, is that so? But when I told my mom I wanted to go to the Ninja Academy, she agreed very easily."
"Hmm, it seems I was taking things for granted. Anyway, let's go find our seats in the classroom first."
"Hai, but Mitsuki doesn't need to worry. After all, adults' thoughts are very hard to guess."
Rin was always so understanding... Meanwhile, elsewhere.
A boy wearing goggles was helping an old lady with a large backpack, who was walking with difficulty.
"Thank you, Obito, but it will take a long time to find the place I'm going. Are you sure it's okay?"
"It's fine, Grandma. You'd definitely be very inconvenienced by yourself."
That's right, this enthusiastic villager was Uchiha Obito. Today was his enrollment day, but he either forgot or felt that helping the old lady was more important.
In any case, he was going to be late... Back at the Ninja Academy.
Mitsuki and Rin had already found their seats. Since they had registered for enrollment together, their seats were naturally next to each other.
"I didn't expect us to be in the same class, Mitsuki, Rin. By the way, have you seen that idiot Obito?" Kakashi asked after walking over and greeting them.
Before attending the Ninja Academy, Mitsuki, Rin, Kakashi, and Obito had become friends due to certain events.
"Obito isn't here yet? Class is about to start. If he doesn't come soon, he'll be late. Being late on the first day of school will probably leave a bad impression on the teacher," Rin said worriedly.
Mitsuki, pretending to look around, secretly scanned the entire Konoha.
He actually found him. So that's it.
"Kakashi, don't worry, Obito probably went to help an old lady with directions or catch cats and dogs again. Be prepared for him to be late for a whole day," Mitsuki said to Kakashi after narrowing his field of vision.
"Isn't that the worst-case scenario, Mitsuki?" Rin complained.
"Forget it, I'll go find the teacher later to get Obito's enrollment notice," Kakashi said with a sigh.
"Ding~" The bell rang.
The three of them returned to their seats and sat down. A middle-aged Ninja wearing a Ninja vest walked in from outside the classroom door.
"Hello everyone, my name is Morino Daio, and I will be your homeroom teacher from now on. My teaching style is very strict, so be prepared," Morino Daio said with a stern face as he finished his opening remarks.
"Mitsuki, Teacher Daio seems to be a very strict teacher. Obito is going to be in big trouble," Rin whispered to Mitsuki.
"It's okay, Kakashi will explain for Obito. Even the strictest teacher will relent when Kakashi pleads."
Mitsuki wasn't worried at all. After all, Kakashi's reputation as a Genius had spread even before he enrolled, not to mention that Kakashi's father was Sakumo Hatake.
The saying "a tiger father has no dog son" was very popular even in the Ninja World.
"Alright, starting with the first one on the left, you, introduce yourself," Morino Daio said, pointing at the pineapple-haired boy on the left.
"How troublesome. What should I say, Teacher?" The pineapple-haired boy seemed not very good at self-introductions.
"Just say your name, what you like and dislike, and what your dream is," Morino Daio said, as if he had anticipated this, throwing out a versatile self-introduction template without hesitation.
"Troublesome. My name is Shikamaru Nara. I like lying around at home, I dislike troublesome things, and my dream is to marry a wife who is neither pretty nor ugly, and then live out my life." Shikamaru Nara sat down after finishing his introduction.
"Very good, very spirited. Next one," Morino Daio said, not caring about Shikamaru Nara's perfunctory response. After all, his only goal was to give the students in the class an initial impression of each other.
"My name is Anko Mitarashi. I like dango, I dislike food without sugar, and my dream is to become a Ninja like Lady Tsunade."
"My name is Asuma Sarutobi..."
