Inside the training space.
Masahiko opened the "personalized projection" panel.
Names were listed on it, including Konoha Ninjas as well as Ninjas from other villages like Sunagakure and Kumogakure.
"Filter for me: Third Raikage, Fourth Raikage, Roshi, Might Guy."
With a thought...
Soon, the names of the four people were listed above:
[Third Raikage: Insufficient card level]
[Fourth Raikage: 0.5 hours]
[Might Guy: 0.5 hours]
[Roshi: 1 hour]
"The difference is quite large."
Masahiko frowned.
Half an hour, even if the data was listed in advance, it was probably impossible to learn too clearly.
According to previous experience, these personalized projections had their own thoughts and personalities, and only half an hour of communication might not result in learning much.
He weighed it for a moment, exited the training space, and listed all the abilities of the Fourth Raikage, Might Guy, and Roshi.
When the list was presented before his eyes, he immediately made a decision—the Fourth Raikage.
Might Guy and Roshi were more of the hard-training type, and their theoretical guidance might be very limited.
As for the Seven-Day Respiration Technique...
Mastering the principles and knowing the ability of Lightning Release Chakra to stimulate physical activity, it might not be impossible to research and develop it himself.
The same went for Pressure Points.
But at the same time, the Raikage's Lightning Release Chakra Mode required not just the cultivation of Lightning Release Chakra, but also a matching set of Taijutsu training.
Half an hour was definitely not enough.
He weighed it for a long time and temporarily archived this card for future use when there was a special need.
"Summon intelligent projection."
Kunai Throwing and Dance of the Crescent Moon were only at the proficient level; he would use the intelligent projection's ability to train them to "Perfect."
The next morning.
[Kunai Throwing: Perfect]
Dance of the Crescent Moon was still a bit short, but Masahiko had already found the direction.
After a simple wash, he came to the door of the guest room.
"Wake up, time to train!"
He knocked on the door.
——
Sasuke opened his eyes in a daze and then sat up.
He forgot what time he fell asleep last night.
Recalling it, it seemed like he fell asleep soon after lying down.
After washing up, he followed Masahiko out to eat.
Soon————
Sasuke felt strange gazes one after another.
Those were looks of sympathy and pity.
He clenched his fists.
"There's no need to care about others' opinions. You just need to know where your goal is and then push forward with all your might."
Masahiko stood with one hand in his pocket, indifferent.
Sasuke nodded silently and released his fists.
"Starting today, put all other training aside for now. You will follow me in morning runs and exercises until your physical strength is completely drained every time."
Masahiko's expression was serious. "No matter how exquisite the techniques of Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu are, it still depends on the strength of your Chakra."
.
If it were the original Sasuke, he might have needed to think about it, but this Sasuke————
He had witnessed Naruto's prowess.
With almost no Chakra control ability, but relying on a monster-like amount of Chakra, he could beat an old master with wild punches.
"Start now?"
Sasuke was full of fighting spirit.
"Does your family still have money?"
Masahiko asked with a smile.
Sasuke was stunned for a second before saying, "There should be some left, right? And————"
He fell silent for a few seconds.
"Orphans usually get a subsidy."
"Then eat this."
Masahiko threw out a soldier pill.
Eating food requires digestion, but a soldier pill doesn't; it takes effect very quickly.
As an Advisor to the Research Division of Konoha Hospital, he had some minor privileges.
Buying soldier pills at a low price was one of them.
Sasuke ate it, his face remaining expressionless, seemingly not finding it unpalatable.
"Let's go, I'll find you a companion."
Sasuke glanced sideways, questioning the so-called "companion."
Soon, he knew who it was.
"Ah? Why do I have to run with this guy? I don't want to!"
"Fine then, let's go, Sasuke."
"Ah? You should at least try to persuade me!"
Konoha Ninja Academy.
When the two of them stubbornly supported their bodies and walked into the school step by step, everyone passing by gave them a "salute of attention."
One was the prank king famous in Konoha.
The other was a pitiful genius whose parents had just died and who had produced an S-rank Rogue Ninja.
Sakura Haruno wanted to go over, but she was pulled back by a hand.
She looked back————
Ino shook her head gently.
"Don't go over."
"But————"
"Don't you understand yet? He doesn't need our comfort."
Ino sighed softly. "Sasuke won't look at the weak. It was like that before, and it will be even more so in the future. If you want to be by his side, you'd better change."
Her gaze silently swept toward the teacher following behind the two.
Presumably, the teacher had already comforted Sasuke.
Therefore, he didn't need their comfort or sympathy.
Sakura Haruno was at a loss.
At their age, in such a peaceful and tranquil life, it was still too difficult to understand these things.
Including Ino—she only began to think and ponder after moving her gaze from Sasuke to Yagyu Masahiko.
To think about it.
But, she couldn't help but think of Kurenai Yuhi————
Damn it!
Ino's mood was complex as she looked at her friend: "Let's go."
The gazes inside the campus were even more piercing than those outside.
Fortunately, after running thirty or forty laps in the morning, Sasuke was in no mood to care about these things.
He just wanted to have a good rest now.
In the office, Masahiko had just sat down.
After a while.
Knock knock!
Looking sideways, Masahiko immediately stood up: "Senior Shōji."
"Sit."
Watanabe Shōji pressed his hand down, signaling him not to be overly polite, and then said with a complex expression, "I've been transferred away from the Ninja Academy."
Masahiko was somewhat surprised, but deep down, he wasn't entirely unexpected.
Although Homura Mitokado managed some affairs related to the Ninja Academy, the ultimate source of power was still the Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.
With the Uchiha matter turning out like this, a group of people would definitely be held accountable.
Watanabe Shōji was just the first.
He didn't speak for a moment.
"It has nothing to do with you. You are a talent. Work hard in the future and don't learn from me————"
Watanabe Shōji sighed, "Hokage-sama is waiting for you at the Training Ground in the back. Go quickly."
"Yes."
Masahiko bowed in thanks and then rushed in that direction.
It seems————
This job has fallen onto his head?
He thought about it and felt it was more like it was meant to pad his resume.
Masahiko walked quickly to the back.
Behind the Ninja Academy, there was a small grove and a large open space, with some targets and wooden dummies placed on the side, usually used for Taijutsu and Ninja tool training classes.
But today.
Hiruzen Sarutobi stood there, dressed in wartime attire.
Beside him, Homura Mitokado and Utatane Koharu stood silently.
With a Body Flicker.
Masahiko's figure appeared in front of the three.
Masahiko maintained sufficient etiquette: "Hokage-sama!"
"I heard about the joint sparring. You did very well. You may rise."
Hiruzen Sarutobi said with a smile, "I said before that a young person with ideas and abilities like yours should have the courage to shoulder greater responsibilities. Are you ready now?"
"This subordinate will do his utmost!"
Masahiko replied.
Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded. "Don't be nervous. It's just a casual spar to let the Advisors see your abilities. But don't underestimate this old man; use your full strength."
"Yes!"
Masahiko nodded.
Then, he raised his head.
"Please guide me!"