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"Call out!!!"
Naruto's figure—
Suddenly transformed into a streak of golden light.
In the blink of an eye, he shot into the sky above the sealed space, soaring right in front of the Nine-Tails.
"Wahoo!!!"
His excited shout echoed through the vast, damp silence of the seal.
There was no blue sky.
No white clouds.
And yet—Naruto felt a freedom like never before.
The kind of exhilaration that came from flying.
Unbound. Limitless.
The universe is so vast—
There's nowhere you can't go!
Witnessing this, the Nine-Tails lifted its massive head, staring at the boy now streaking through the air like golden lightning.
It understood—
Naruto's sudden burst of speed came from sheer acceleration, the force of it quickly leaving the ground far behind.
Now, watching Naruto fly freely, whirling and diving in the sky of the sealed realm, the Nine-Tails' gaze shimmered with awe once again.
Unbelievable!
This kid is completely defying the natural order!
He might not know many jutsu,
But the fox had seen enough over the centuries to recognize what this meant.
He knew—yes, there were ninjutsu that allowed flight.
But not like this.
No one flew like this.
The most astonishing part?
The Nine-Tails had seen it clearly:
Naruto could fly not because of some hidden jutsu—
But because of two things:
One—
His chakra reserves were immense.
Two—
His sensitivity to the nature transformation of Wind Release was frighteningly refined.
He had reached a level far beyond the typical Genin—
Beyond even many Chūnin and Jōnin.
"…So."
"Will the future really turn out like this brat said?"
The Nine-Tails—Kurama—watched Naruto laughing joyfully, soaring above.
And he couldn't help but remember—
That day.
When he first met Naruto properly.
The words that kid had said about the future.
About the resurrection of Kaguya Ōtsutsuki—
A calamity that would engulf the entire world.
A future in which neither humans nor tailed beasts would be spared.
Over these past weeks, Naruto's actions had started to prove it—
He wasn't just speaking nonsense.
Kurama never imagined—
That to prevent such a future,
A brat would train so hard, with such determination.
If Naruto had only wanted revenge on Konoha—
He could've easily used Kurama's power to level the village.
But he didn't.
Everything he did—
All of it—
Pointed to one thing:
He believed in the future he foresaw.
He knew the threat was real.
And yet—
No matter how sincere Naruto might be,
There was still one final, most difficult obstacle:
The barrier between a human and a tailed beast.
Even in the original timeline,
Only a handful of Jinchūriki had ever truly earned the trust and friendship of their tailed beast.
It was rare. It was difficult.
And Naruto… still had a long way to go.
Right now, Naruto had no idea what Kurama was thinking.
Even if he did, he wouldn't worry.
Because Naruto understood—
Trust is mutual.
And it must be earned through action, not words.
If trust came freely, without effort—
Then it was never worth having in the first place.
Time passed quickly.
The Academy holidays came to an end.
For Naruto, mastering his self-developed Wind Style: Aerial Dance Technique over the break was a huge step forward.
And spending time with Hinata, Shikamaru, and the others had helped him unwind mentally.
Refreshed and recharged—
He welcomed the new year, new term, and new challenges ahead.
The first day of the second year.
Morning.
Iruka stood before the class, his eyes sharp as he scanned the students.
As expected, he began with a test to see whether anyone had slacked off during the holidays.
Most students had maintained their level—
Only a few had clearly overindulged in their vacation.
Their performance… even worse than last semester.
Of course, this did not include Naruto.
Naruto once again showed the strength of a top student.
Watching Naruto perform, Sasuke gritted his teeth.
Tch!
Damn it! Naruto, this guy—he didn't even rest over the holidays?!
As Iruka continued reviewing the class's performance, the competitive energy in the room began to stir once more.
The second year officially began.
Standing in front of the blackboard, Iruka-sensei raised his voice so the entire classroom could hear:
"Starting today, we'll begin real ninja training."
"That means taijutsu, basic weapons handling, outdoor survival, setting traps, ambush tactics, and more."
"We'll also be conducting real combat drills."
"These will test each of your true abilities."
"So make sure you follow along closely with me—your teacher."
"I believe every one of you has the potential to become a true shinobi!"
The students lit up at the announcement.
They were thrilled by the prospect of real training.
"Yeah!"
"Heh, I'm not great at bookwork, but fighting's my thing!"
"I'll train hard and make my parents proud!"
Then Iruka clapped his hands to get their attention.
"Alright! First, we'll be working on ninja tool throwing training."
Shuriken and kunai—standard tools of every ninja.
Though basic, they're fundamental to a shinobi's arsenal.
"Everyone, let's head outside to the training grounds," Iruka said. "It's time to learn how to throw shuriken."
The class erupted in excitement.
"Okay!"
Without delay, they followed Iruka out to the academy's practice yard.
There, ten wooden training posts stood upright. A set of shuriken had been placed by each one, ready for the students.
The moment they saw the setup, the students' excitement grew even more.
Iruka stepped forward.
He lifted his arm and demonstrated the technique for throwing a shuriken.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The shuriken flew from his hand in quick succession, piercing deep into the wooden posts.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
A single glance made it clear—if those had hit a human target, the damage would've been severe.
"Whoa!"
"That was amazing!"
"Iruka-sensei is so cool!"
The students burst into cheers and applause at his precise throws.
But not everyone was impressed.
In the crowd, Uchiha Sasuke gave a small, dismissive snort.
Hmph.
To him, the teacher's technique was decent—but not out of reach. He was confident he could catch up to that level.
Haruno Sakura, noticing Sasuke's cool expression, blushed.
"Sasuke's so calm, even around a teacher..."
"He's so cool!"
She thought, heart fluttering.
Nearby, Yamanaka Ino seemed to share the same thoughts. Truthfully, almost every girl in the class had a thing for Sasuke.
Nara Shikamaru, standing off to the side, sighed.
"Troublesome…"
But he was already used to this kind of scene.
After the demonstration, Iruka turned back to the students, their eyes filled with eager anticipation.
"Now listen carefully. Throwing shuriken isn't just about luck."
"First, grip it firmly. You can't let it slip."
"Second, your movement must be fast and fluid. No hesitation!"
"And finally, accuracy—if you can't hit your target, it's useless."
He spoke with the tone of someone who'd seen real battle.
At his signal, the students picked up their assigned shuriken.
They began to familiarize themselves with the feel of the metal in their hands.
And so, the first lesson in becoming a true ninja began.
Naruto picked up a shuriken and weighed it in his palm.
It felt cold and solid—he gripped it tightly, focusing.
Then, something clicked inside him.
You've studied basic shurikenjutsu carefully.
You've mastered the fundamentals of throwing shuriken.
Perfected Basic Shuriken Technique
Your foundational skills in shurikenjutsu have reached perfection.
Naruto's eyes widened.
A moment ago, when Iruka-sensei had explained the technique, he had been listening—sort of.
But now?
He understood it on a much deeper level.
The angles, the weight distribution, the spin—every detail was crystal clear in his mind.
Even more than that…
His body already knew what to do.
This wasn't just knowledge anymore—it had become muscle memory.
An instinct.
The Perfected Basic Shuriken Technique was carved into his movements like it was part of him.
With just a flick of his wrist, he could feel it.
If he really tried…
He was certain his shuriken throws could be faster, sharper—even stronger than Iruka's.
Naruto grinned.
"Heh… this is kinda awesome."
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