Emotion Points System

Name: Uchiha Chiga

Emotion Points: 0

Three Body Technique: Proficient (20/100)

Shuriken Throwing Technique: Mastery (300/1000)

Swordsmanship: Proficient (86/100)

Chakra: 0.7 ka (Kakashi Hatake on the current timeline)

Wind Release: Beginner (0/10)

Fire Release: Beginner (8/10)

Bloodline Limit: Sharingan (One-Tomoe)

Looking at the Status Panel before him, Chiga was satisfied with everything except his Chakra. To have such attributes at the age of seven meant that the original owner clearly wasn't the kind of good-for-nothing that Obito was.

"Alright, from now on, I'm Uchiha Chiga!"

Uchiha Chiga was one of the many transmigrators from the Great Celestial Dynasty.

Chiga was also baffled as to why he had transmigrated here.

He hadn't been terminally ill, nor had he been hit by a car while saving someone. He hadn't even gotten excited while watching a movie, knocked over his water cup, and been electrocuted. He had simply stayed up too late playing games while still feeling energetic, then suddenly felt like finding a math book to read and make himself sleepy.

But unexpectedly, he had barely read a few pages before his vision went black and he fell asleep. At the time, Chiga had even wondered, Are math books really that effective? Why do insomniacs need sleeping pills?

But it turned out he hadn't fallen asleep. He had gone somewhere else.

Perhaps Heaven felt that he had already started working and still dared to read a math book. That was practically intolerable under the laws of nature!

As for the original owner, after hearing that his father had died in battle, he had grieved for three days and three nights before eventually falling into a dazed sleep. When he woke up, he had become the Chiga of today.

That was also why this body had awakened the One-Tomoe Sharingan.

"One-Tomoe. What a pity. If he had personally witnessed his father dying in battle, he might have awakened the Two-Tomoe already."

Chiga lamented inwardly for a while. Thinking that way was somewhat immoral, but he had only inherited the original owner's memories. It was like watching a movie; he really didn't have much emotional attachment.

"Ahhhhh! I'm late, I'm late! If I'm late again, the teacher will definitely kill me!"

Suddenly, a figure shot out from behind Chiga. Before he could even see who it was, the figure had already dashed past him amid a cloud of dust.

"Is being late really that serious?"

Chiga stared at the scene before him in astonishment, but he didn't quicken his pace. Instead, he looked around at the bustling sights with great interest.

Since I'm already late, what difference does one minute or one hour make?

The streets of the busy district were filled with people. The small shops along the roadside had already opened, welcoming the new day's customers. Street vendors pushing carts called out incessantly, while residents carrying bamboo baskets haggled with shopkeepers. Every so often, a ninja appeared among the streams of passersby.

Chiga walked down the street, taking in the scenery before him. Although its prosperity couldn't compare with the great cities of his previous life, it still had its own novel features.

For example, the figures occasionally bouncing across the rooftops were something no major city in his previous life could have.

Those figures moved extremely fast, and Chiga could only vaguely make out masks covering their faces.

He knew that those figures were Konoha's ANBU.

The ninja world was not peaceful at this time. Although the Second Great Ninja War had ended, friction continued along the borders of the major nations, and the ninjas of every village suffered casualties.

A dozen minutes later, Chiga arrived at the entrance of the Ninja Academy, where two figures, one large and one small, stood conspicuously.

"It's you again, Uchiha brat. You have no sense of time whatsoever. It's not easy for your Uchiha clan to produce a talent like you."

A Ninja Academy teacher was scolding a young boy.

At that moment, Chiga finally realized who had run past him earlier. It was Uchiha Obito, another member of the Uchiha clan and the same age as him.

However, Chiga seemed to be a generation above Uchiha Obito, which had made the two of them unfamiliar with each other. After all, neither of them wanted to lower his head in front of someone their own age.

"Teacher, I was just—"

"Just what? Forget it, I'm in a bad mood today and don't want to listen to your excuses! As punishment, you can sweep the entrance!"

"Ah, but that's clearly your job, Teacher."

"Who told you to be late?"

Watching the two argue, Chiga pondered for a moment before suddenly taking a few steps forward.

He said sternly to the Ninja Academy teacher, "Teacher, please let that boy go!"

"Hm?"

The Ninja Academy teacher froze slightly and instinctively released Uchiha Obito before turning to look at Chiga.

When he saw that the person who had stopped him was a young boy, surprise appeared on his face.

Chiga slowly walked up to the Ninja Academy teacher and said apologetically, "I'm sorry. Obito's lateness has caused you inconvenience, and I sincerely apologize for it!"

As he spoke, Chiga bowed slightly to the teacher.

"Ah, it's fine. It's just a small matter. There's no need to be so formal."

When had this teacher ever received such a formal courtesy from a member of the Uchiha clan? Although the Uchiha boy before him looked even younger than the one in his hand, he was still an Uchiha.

In Konoha, the clan that walked around with its eyes slanted at everyone, it was rare to meet one who was this polite.

Chiga straightened up. When he saw that flicker of flattered surprise in the teacher's eyes, he thought, This is a good opportunity.

Then, before either the teacher or Uchiha Obito noticed, a tomoe flashed across Chiga's eye.

Immediately afterward, Chiga said solemnly:

"Teacher, although Obito deserves to be punished for being late, there's a saying that the whole year's work depends on spring and the whole day's work depends on the morning. For a promising young man like Obito, every precious morning that passes is one less morning he has left. So please let him off this once and allow him to go inside first. Would that be alright?"

The Ninja Academy teacher was a little stunned by Chiga's stream of persuasion. Somehow, he felt that what Chiga said made perfect sense, and he nodded repeatedly.

"You're right. Since that's the case, you two can go inside first!"

"Alright, thank you for your trouble!"

"Not at all, not at all!"

The Ninja Academy teacher waved his hands repeatedly. The Uchiha really were polite when they wanted to be!

Seeing this, Chiga hurriedly grabbed Uchiha Obito and pulled him inside.

"Hey, hey, it's you, Uchiha Chiga!"

Uchiha Obito looked utterly bewildered as Chiga dragged him along. It took him a while to recover before he exclaimed, "Hey, Chiga, did we really just get away with the punishment?"

As a veteran of being late, Uchiha Obito often dealt with the teacher before them. How could the teacher have let them in so easily?

"Shut up!"

Chiga stopped Obito's rambling with a look, then dragged him into the Ninja Academy and hurried toward the classroom.

Standing at the entrance, the teacher watched the two of them get farther and farther away, feeling that something was wrong.

Then, a certain string in his mind suddenly snapped into place. His eyes immediately cleared, and he roared at Chiga and Obito, "Hey, that smaller Uchiha brat, stop right there! You were late too, weren't you?!"

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