Ninja Academy Established

Spring passed and autumn arrived.

It had already been a year since Renye came to the Senju Clan Compound.

Over this year, Renye's daily routine was extremely disciplined—he trained almost every single day.

If he wasn't training, he was on his way to train.

Even Tobirama Senju had to admit that Renye trained with remarkable diligence.

In his training, Renye had taken quite a few detours...

Tobirama often watched Renye train but never had any intention of guiding him.

And Renye, when faced with training problems, never asked Tobirama for advice either.

Since Tobirama wouldn't speak, Renye wasn't about to warm a cold seat with his own face.

The Uchiha were always proud by nature, and Renye was no exception.

When he truly hit a wall, he would go to the orphanage to find the Director.

The Director had at least been a Jonin during the Warring States Period, so guiding Renye's training was a piece of cake.

After a year of hard work, Renye's strength had reached the level of a Genin.

A seven-year-old Genin was considered a genius even within the Uchiha Clan.

But he didn't rest on his laurels—instead, he trained even harder.

He knew full well that his current strength was far from enough. To have any means of self-preservation in the ninja world, he would at least need to become a Jonin.

Ever since Renye had transmigrated, he would occasionally dream of being in a laboratory.

Each time, his body couldn't move, and he couldn't remember exactly what happened.

He was puzzled—was this his golden finger?

At first, he thought about exploring the lab's secrets in his dreams.

But no matter what he tried, his body wouldn't budge an inch, and he couldn't even speak.

As time went on, Renye almost gave up.

But recently, his dreams had become more frequent.

At first, it was once or twice a week, then once or twice every half-month, and now once every two days.

This troubled Renye greatly. "What does that dream mean?"

A whole year had passed, and he still hadn't figured out whether this dream was his golden finger.

He shook his head. If he couldn't figure it out, so be it. Some things couldn't be forced—when the time was right, he would naturally know...

With that thought, he began today's training.

Renye wore a black outfit, his posture straight as a pine.

Tobirama hadn't been wrong—drinking milk really did help with growth and development.

In one year, he had successfully grown from a one-meter-two brat into a one-meter-three brat.

He activated the mechanical device in the yard—a Shuriken Thrower, typically used for evasion training.

Renye stared intently at the Shuriken Thrower ahead, not daring to be the least bit careless.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

As the thrower activated, a stream of shuriken shot toward him at incredible speed.

Renye reacted swiftly, his body as agile as a leopard—sidestepping, twisting his waist, leaping—all in one fluid motion.

His jet-black hair whipped wildly in the air, the hem of his clothes flapping sharply. Every dodge was precise, barely grazing the sharp shuriken.

As the training progressed, the shuriken firing frequency increased, and their trajectories grew more complex.

Renye's breathing gradually became ragged, and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down his forehead.

His eyes and body began to lag behind the shuriken; his movements were no longer as smooth as before, and every dodge became extremely difficult.

He stumbled, nearly hit by a shuriken that came from a tricky angle.

When the device finished firing all its shuriken, Renye plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

"If I could activate the Sharingan, this wouldn't be so hard," Renye sighed.

The most important condition for Awakening the eyes in the Uchiha Clan was receiving stimulation.

When an Uchiha understood the true meaning of "love" and then lost that emotion, it would transform into a more powerful hatred.

Or, when facing an extremely critical situation—such as a life-or-death crisis—intense emotional fluctuations would cause a special Chakra reaction in the brain, stimulating the optic nerves and changing the eyes, thus Awakening the eyes.

This was the main reason the Uchiha were called the "Clan of Love."

Though Renye understood the principle behind Awakening the eyes, putting it into practice was far from simple.

Wanting intense emotional fluctuations—that's hard to come by.

If it were really that simple, the Uchiha Clan would already have every member sporting Three Tomoe.

They'd have taken out the Senju and unified the ninja world!

In truth, the probability of Uchiha Clan Members Awakening the eyes is very low; most may never unlock the Sharingan in their lifetime.

And for those who do unlock it, evolving from One Tomoe to Three Tomoe requires constant battle and intense emotional stimulation, along with increased Chakra and mastery of their Dojutsu.

Renye sighed helplessly. "Who knows when I'll finally Awaken the Sharingan..."

After the morning training ended, Renye started preparing today's lunch.

Lately, Tobirama Senju had been busy handling affairs and rarely came back for lunch.

He didn't know if Tobirama Senju would return at noon, but he still made enough for two.

"Looks like the Ninja Academy will be established soon."

Renye knew Tobirama Senju had been busy organizing the Ninja Academy's setup.

He'd seen the plans the Old Man left on the table a while back.

They included the academy's layout and design, along with a detailed education plan and curriculum.

He'd also personally selected a group of elite ninjas as instructors, tasking them with teaching ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu.

Tobirama Senju was already working on building the academy, and it wouldn't be long before the Ninja Academy came into being.

"School is such a pain."

Renye had studied for over a decade in his past life; just mentioning school made him uncomfortable—it was a psychological scar.

Just then, Tobirama Senju walked in, looking exhausted.

He came to the table, picked up his bowl and Chopsticks, and started wolfing down his food.

He'd been busy with the Ninja Academy lately, not even having time to eat—thankfully, things were finally wrapped up.

He'd already sent Elder Brother to build the school, and with his speed, it should be done in a couple of days.

Then the academy could start enrolling students.

Right now, Konoha was almost entirely made up of clan ninjas. Breaking down the barriers between clans and making ninjas see the village as their core, not their clan—that was Tobirama Senju's original goal in founding the academy.

Moreover, the academy's existence wouldn't just train a large number of low-level genin and chunin for Konoha; it also gave talented and capable civilian ninjas a chance.

It was a move with nothing but benefits.

You had to admit, Tobirama Senju had a sharp political mind—he was a formidable politician.

With the school nearly finished, Tobirama Senju was in a great mood and, for once, initiated a conversation with Renye:

"Kid, the Ninja Academy opens in a few days. I've already enrolled you, so make sure to go."

"Clatter." The Chopsticks fell to the floor.

Renye stared at Tobirama Senju in disbelief. "You enrolled me?!"

He'd been planning to skip school, and now this Old Man had gone and signed him up!

Tobirama Senju nodded. "That's right. You're at the right age for school. Staying home all day won't do."

Renye: "Thanks a lot!"

"You're welcome."

"..."

What Tobirama Senju really wanted was for Renye to build Bonds with other kids his age at school.

That way, he'd be easier to control.

After all, with Bonds, he wouldn't be so quick to do anything extreme.