Oh, My Foolish Little Brother

The afternoon class was held at the training ground on the playground, where Kashima Isamu took the lead to teach the Transformation Technique.

"The hand seals for the Transformation Technique are very simple. Everyone, watch closely."

Kashima Isamu formed the Ram Seal and walked in a circle around the students so that everyone could see clearly.

In Class 8, excluding a few students like Aburame Yui, Inuzuka Sa, and Hanfu, the rest of the "bronze-tier" students were excitedly fumbling with their hands, howling and shouting about transforming. It was incredibly cringey.

After all, in the eyes of these novices, compared to Ninja Tool Throwing, the Transformation Technique was the true "ninjutsu," an important benchmark for whether someone was a real ninja!

"Iruka, you don't seem interested in the Transformation Technique." Hanfu noticed that Iruka, who was standing next to him, had a plain expression and found it a bit strange.

Iruka smiled and said, "Actually, I started practicing the Three Body Technique last year."

"Really? Who taught you?" Hanfu was a bit surprised.

"It was my parents."

Iruka looked proud. "They are both Jonin of the village!"

"Oh, not bad. So, how is your progress?" Hanfu didn't care about his background; he went straight to the point.

"Uh..."

Iruka scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed.

Hanfu understood in a second and stopped asking. After all, life is hard enough; no need to expose the truth.

"Students, although the Transformation Technique is the simplest ninjutsu, it is not something you can learn all at once."

Watching the cringey behavior of the novices, Kashima Isamu couldn't help but laugh. "While forming the hand seals, you must also visualize your target, and then use Chakra to complete the transformation. Let me demonstrate for everyone."

Kashima Isamu formed the Ram Seal while visualizing the appearance of Hiramatsu Daishi in his mind, then channeled his Chakra...

Poof!

Accompanied by a burst of white smoke, Kashima Isamu had transformed into Hiramatsu Daishi.

The crowd of novices was incredibly excited. It was unclear if they even understood Kashima Isamu's words, but they began to try it over and over again.

After finishing his explanation, Kashima Isamu began to walk around the group.

"Student Ito, your hand seal is wrong. That is the Tiger Seal, not the Ram Seal."

"Izumo Kamizuki, your Ram Seal is reversed. How did I teach you last semester?"

After walking through most of the group, Kashima—feeling exhausted—couldn't help but shake his head. More than half of the students in this batch were truly impossible to teach.

Of course, students from prestigious ninja clans like Inuzuka Sa and Aburame Yui had been practicing hand seals since they were young, so naturally, Kashima Isamu didn't need to say much to them.

However, what surprised him was that Hanfu's hand seals were actually quite excellent, without a single flaw to be found.

After all... Hanfu had already collected the Three Body Technique. If he weren't reluctant to waste Chakra, he could have performed a "pooping a living person" act for them in a heartbeat!

After brushing off Kashima Isamu, Hanfu silently observed the bronze-level students around him. Grassroots students like Ito Nipan had a learning pace that was infuriatingly slow, while students like Inuzuka Sa and Aburame Yui were already like him—bored enough to go buy soy sauce. They were simply two extremes.

At this rate of progress, Aburame Yui and the others might be able to apply for graduation after only two or three years at the Ninja Academy, whereas someone like Ito Nipan would likely struggle to graduate and become a ninja even after the full six years.

Thinking of this, Hanfu couldn't help but turn his head to look at Iruka. If he remembered correctly, this guy was also someone who spent the full six years at the Ninja Academy. It was a pity his parents were both Jonin.

"Your gaze is really strange, Hanfu." Iruka sensed a hint of malice.

"Iruka, you really are sensitive," Hanfu laughed.

Iruka looked at Hanfu askance: "It doesn't feel like you're complimenting me."

"Hmm, your feeling is correct."

"..." Iruka wanted to hit someone.

After the playful chaos lasted until past three o'clock, Kashima Isamu saw that it was almost time for school to end and said: "Alright, that's it for today. Class dismissed! Oh, right, I almost forgot. Today's homework is a reflection on practicing the Transformation Technique, no less than five hundred words. Everyone, put some heart into it, understand?"

"Understood."

The group of bronze-level students answered listlessly. Although they had been practicing with great enthusiasm just moments ago, practice was one thing, but writing homework was an entirely different matter.

"Looks like I can't go out to play today," Iruka said with a bitter face.

A five-hundred-word reflection would take at least two hours at his level; where would he find the extra time to go have fun?

Hanfu also had a headache. Writing essays and reflections was something only elementary school students did. Writing that reflection yesterday had been a last resort.

Hanfu frowned in thought. After a long while, he suddenly realized: didn't he have an elementary school student at home?

In an instant, Hanfu's literary inspiration surged, and a plan formed in his mind!

He had originally been worried that his little brother was training so diligently every day that he would eventually wear his body out. Now, finally, he had a legitimate way to stop him!

After saying goodbye to Iruka and the others, Hanfu waited for his little brother at the gate of the Ninja Academy. Before long, the school bell rang, and a large crowd of students swarmed out of the teaching building.

"Brother!"

In the crowd, Gekko Hayate spotted his brother waiting at the school gate at a glance and ran over happily.

Seeing his little brother, Hanfu was also incredibly happy: having a younger brother is truly great.

Returning home, Hanfu noticed his mother's shoes in the entryway, but after going inside and finding that she was still sleeping, he pulled his little brother into the backyard.

"My foolish little brother!"

Hanfu said solemnly, "Today, how about big brother teaches you the Transformation Technique?"

"Transformation Technique?"

Gekko Hayate's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes! I want to learn the Transformation Technique!"

Hanfu nodded in gratification and said, "Then, let's start with the hand seals!"

Hanfu spent half an hour teaching his little brother every detail of performing the Transformation Technique, then encouraged him, "Come on, try to see if you can succeed."

The little brother puffed up his face, formed the hand seals with great effort, and then let out a very chuunibyou shout: "Here I go! Transformation Technique!!"

A long while passed...

"Big brother, it doesn't seem to have worked." Gekko Hayate felt a bit embarrassed.

"It's alright. No one in this world succeeds on their first try. Just keep practicing a few more times. Ganbatte, Gekko Hayate, you will definitely succeed. I believe in you!!"

Hanfu poured a bowl of chicken soup for the soul into him, and the little brother was instantly revitalized, practicing the Transformation Technique once again.

After practicing for about half an hour, Gekko Hayate seemed to have discovered the problem: "Big brother, I don't have enough chakra."

Gekko Hayate's father had already taught him the Chakra Refinement Technique, but since children are active, Gekko Hayate preferred swinging a Wooden Sword at a wooden post rather than sitting on the ground refining chakra. Plus, he truly had talent, so Gekko Sekiseki and their father were very supportive. As a result, the chakra inside Gekko Hayate was about the same as Hanfu's.

"In that case..."

Hanfu finally revealed his fox tail. "Then you should first write a reflection on the Transformation Technique of no less than five hundred words."

"Ah? Why?" Gekko Hayate protested. "I still have to practice swordsmanship and Kunai throwing."

"Making you write a reflection is for your own good. Only in this way can you keep everything I just taught you in your heart!" Hanfu said earnestly.

Gekko Hayate was a bit resistant, his little face full of reluctance.

"Gekko Hayate! Do you think you can become a ninja just by practicing swordsmanship?"

If the soft approach didn't work, he would use the hard one. Hanfu rebuked him with a stern tone, "Naive! Childish! Do not underestimate this ninja world!! Go and write that reflection!!!"

"...I understand."

Seeing his big brother get angry, Gekko Hayate cowered, lowered his head, and obediently went back to his room to write the reflection.

Watching his little brother enter the room, Hanfu was very satisfied. He turned to the empty air and whispered, "Do not underestimate this ninja world, do not underestimate this ninja world!!"

Hmm, very imposing!

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