Konoha Notes

Chapter 253 Daily life

Chapter 253 Daily life
A proposal is ultimately just a proposal; whether it can be implemented depends on the choice made by Sunagakure itself.

Neither the selection of the renovation site nor the continuous investment in maintenance can be solved in one go. If the locals of the Land of Wind do not put their hearts into it, it will all be just empty talk.

The cultivation of drought-resistant tree species, and even salt-tolerant tree species, is not difficult with the help of the Wood Release technique. I have gained some experience in planting trees over the past two years, so I can just do it casually.

Ideally, this would allow Sunagakure to turn its attention and energy inward, focusing on improving the environment of the Land of Wind. However, if this is not possible, it is not a problem.

There are always other ways to keep them moving forward at the current pace.

Machi left with a heavy heart.

Waiting for a reply is not a quick process. Even if he sends Shuji's proposal back to Sunagakure, they will not be able to reach a conclusion in a short time.

The November air was already carrying a chill, but the atmosphere in the dedicated arena area outside Konoha Village was gradually warming up. The brief war seemed to have been completely forgotten, replaced by a surge of enthusiasm for the upcoming grand event.

The Hokage's office welcomed its owner back. Tsunade sat back in her familiar chair, her gaze sweeping across the desk.

"Hmm...it looks like there's still a lot left. You're not putting in any effort at all, Shuuji." Tsunade looked at the pile of things on the table with a look of disgust.

After not having handled documents for some time, she felt increasingly disgusted by them.

"If I hadn't worked properly, there would be far more piled up here than this." The person temporarily assuming the position of Hokage said calmly, "These are the additions that have been added since the start of the main tournament."

"Application for permanent commercial space bidding, request for reinforcements from security forces outside the stadium, confirmation of reception details for VIPs from various countries..."

Tsunade slumped onto the table, groaning, "Are you a demon sent by heaven to punish me?"

These things never happened before.

Shuji ignored her complaints and put down the Hokage's seal and the documents in his hand.

"Stamp and sign."

"I'm going to the ninja academy."

"Ebisu submitted the names of several students; he has already tested their chakra attributes,"

Tsunade remained lying down, the documents covering her golden hair.

"You're really busy. You even have time to worry about things in Sunagakure." A muffled voice came from under the file.

“Humans are not inanimate objects,” he replied. “They will find their own way out of life.”

Tsunade looked up, a document slipping from her hair: "So, what is Lord Shuji's brilliant idea?"

"However, if we let it find its own way out, the final result will probably be unsatisfactory."

"As beneficiaries of the existing order, proactively providing a viable path is merely a means to ensure their continued profitability in the future."

After saying that, Shuji left the office.

Ebisu had been waiting for a long time in front of the ninja academy. As soon as he saw Shuji, he quickly went to greet him.

Compared to the past, this elite teacher's attitude showed even more respect.

"Lord Shuji."

"Okay, tell me about the situation."

"Yes." Ebisu took out three student files. "After a period of observation and basic testing, these three students have shown outstanding performance in chakra control and theoretical understanding, and their physical abilities are superior to their peers. They have already acquired the foundation to learn low-level ninjutsu ahead of time."

He read out three names: "Kamano, Aoi, and Yato."

Shuji took the documents and quickly scanned them.

They don't even have surnames... Hmm, and they're not Senju either, just ordinary people.

He carefully reviewed the evaluation pages that recorded the students' performance, then took out a scroll and handed it to Ebisu.

"The scroll contains basic ninjutsu of the five chakra natures. Once you have confirmed that a student is qualified to receive the ninjutsu, you may choose the appropriate nature's technique to distribute."

"If a student who obtains a technique is able to master it before the end of the school year, the Ninja Academy can provide a list of them."

"The village will reward those who are deemed worthy and subsidize the cost of the chakra test strips."

Ebisu solemnly accepted the scroll: "I understand, I will make proper arrangements."

"Is Irukaban in class?" Shuuji asked casually.

"Yes, Ninja Tool Throwing Division."
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Iruka was recording the students' throwing scores.

Having been a teacher for almost two months, he has a general understanding of the situation in the class.

The class has a diverse student body, but in terms of academic performance, Sakura Haruno is currently the most outstanding; in terms of strength, Choji Akimichi has a clear advantage; Kiba Inuzuka is the most agile; and Shikamaru Nara is the laziest of them all.

As for being number one in overall strength... "Hmph." Sasuke watched as Karin's shuriken hit the target but not the bullseye, and let out a barely audible hum.

His gaze shifted to Naruto on the other side, his brows furrowing slightly.

This guy's grades are nothing to brag about, and his theoretical knowledge of ninjutsu is even worse, but his progress in taijutsu is surprisingly fast.

From rushing around recklessly at the beginning of the semester, to now, there are subtle signs of method in their movements.

But you think you can beat me with this level of skill? You're just a big-mouthed idiot.

“Alright, next up is the kunai throwing…” Iruka’s eyes suddenly darted around.

Two figures appeared under the trees by the field, seemingly out of nowhere.

He immediately composed himself: "Naruto, go and get some kunai for the teacher's training."

Naruto pointed to himself, then to the basket next to him.

"Teacher Iruka, aren't there still some here?"

"We don't have enough!" Iruka said in a low voice, with a hint of urgency. "Hurry up, I'm counting on you!"

"Hehehe, since Iruka-sensei said so..." Naruto scratched his head, puzzled, but still turned and ran away.

"Alright, kunai throw, Sasuke, you demonstrate first."

Let Sasuke finish his throw first, and when the others throw, Naruto won't make a fuss because someone is cheering for Sasuke.

Sasuke flicked his wrist, and the first kunai shot through the air, hitting the bullseye. Immediately following were two more kunai thrown simultaneously, tracing slight arcs as they embedded themselves in the bullseye. Finally, all three kunai flew out of his hand at once, whistling through the air, and landed firmly in the bullseye.

After completing his action, he stepped aside and, unsurprisingly, received a chorus of cheers: "Sasuke-kun is amazing!"

"Next up, Yamanaka Ino."

"Next……"

"Vortex Karin".

It was barely a hit.

Sasuke thought to himself.

The next moment, a new exclamation rang in her ears: "Karin, that's amazing!"

Ok?
Sasuke turned his head and saw that Karin's kunai had also hit the bullseye with great accuracy. Yamanaka Ino excitedly put her arm around Karin's shoulder.

"Oh! Karin, you've made great progress!" Iruka exclaimed with delight.

The next two, and even the last three kunai thrown at once, all hit their targets.

Sasuke walked to the throwing line again.

"Step aside."

“Uh, Sasuke, now it’s the other students’ turn…” Iruka was about to stop him.

Sasuke ignored Karin and Iruka.

"That was just a warm-up." He first showed his empty hands, then flipped his wrists, revealing four kunai held between his fingers. "Watch closely."

He swung his arm casually, and the kunai flew out with a sharp sound, hitting the bullseye again without any suspense.

Screams and cheers erupted once again from the surrounding area.

However, the next moment, a strange chill suddenly crept up my spine.

"You... Uchiha Sasuke!"

"Don't cause trouble at a time like this! You stinking, arrogant bastard!"