First Lesson on Chakra

Miya, carrying her son's schoolbag and lunchbox, had just reached the school gate when she was stopped by a middle-aged female teacher wearing glasses.

"Parent, class assignments have already begun. You cannot go in."

"But my son is still inside."

"Your son?" The teacher pushed up her glasses and flipped through the roster in her hand. "What is his name?"

"Shin Nohara."

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The teacher looked down, then looked up at Miya. "He's already been assigned to Class A. Please go back."

"But his lunch..."

"The school provides lunch," the teacher interrupted her. "Pick him up at four in the afternoon. Goodbye."

The gate slowly closed.

Miya stood at the entrance, holding the small schoolbag, her hair disheveled in the wind.

"So, I came all this way for nothing?"

Meanwhile, someone in the classroom had no idea his mother was having a meltdown outside the door.

Inside the Class A classroom, a dozen five-year-old children sat neatly on small chairs.

A young male teacher stood at the podium. He was in his early twenties, wore round-rimmed glasses, and looked a bit like an academic ninja who stayed up all night studying.

His name was Ibuki Toru, a Chunin. Due to an injury, he had temporarily retired from the front lines and was assigned to be a teacher.

"Alright, everyone quiet down," Teacher Ibuki clapped his hands. "Let's start by getting to know each other. Students whose names I call, please stand up and introduce yourselves."

He picked up the roster.

"Kakashi Hatake."

A little boy with silver hair stood up, a mask covering his face. "Kakashi Hatake."

After speaking, he sat down.

The classroom was silent for two seconds.

Teacher Ibuki blinked. "That's it?"

Kakashi nodded.

"Okay, alright." The teacher made a checkmark on the roster. "Next, Obito Uchiha."

A little boy with spiky black hair suddenly stood up, his voice loud: "My name is Obito Uchiha, and I will become Hokage in the future. Please take care of me!"

After speaking, he bowed forcefully, bumping into the table in front of him.

"Very energetic." Teacher Ibuki rubbed his temples. "Next, Shin Nohara."

Shin slowly stood up: "My name is Shin Nohara, I am five years old, I live in the apartment behind the Konohagakure hot springs, and I am unmarried."

"Pfft." Someone chuckled.

Teacher Ibuki's mouth twitched: "Continue."

"My favorite thing is chocolate bars, and I hate green peppers and carrots." Shin tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Also, my mom said she was going to bring me lunch, but she seems to be lost. Teacher, can I have some of your food at noon?"

Laughter erupted in the classroom again.

After a round of introductions, Teacher Ibuki's face was covered in dark lines. He then turned and wrote three large characters on the blackboard.

"Alright, the first lesson we will learn today, and the most important one, is Chakra."

He turned around and pushed up his glasses. "Has anyone heard of this term?"

Obito immediately raised his hand: "I know, Lord Hokage has a lot of Chakra."

"Very good." Teacher Ibuki nodded. "Chakra is the energy source for ninjas to use ninjutsu. It is composed of two parts."

He wrote on the blackboard:

Physical energy, mental energy.

"By mixing and refining these two energies within your body, you can produce Chakra." Teacher Ibuki clenched his fist. "This is the foundation of all ninjutsu."

Shin propped his head on the desk, his eyes fixed on the blackboard, his mind blank.

Physical energy... mental energy... refining... mixing...

He blinked and turned to look at Uchiha Toru next to him.

"Toru." he whispered.

Uchiha Toru was diligently taking notes and didn't look up. "What is it?"

"Is that Chakra something like the filling inside a chocolate bar?"

Uchiha Toru's pen tip paused, and he turned his head, looking as if to say, "What are you talking about?"

"No."

"Then is it like the sticky threads of natto?"

"No."

"Then is it like the fire that comes out of Mom's head when she's angry?"

Uchiha Toru was silent for two seconds, then whispered, "Feel your body. Is there a warm power inside you?"

Shin-chan closed his eyes and felt for two seconds.

"No."

Uchiha Toru: "..."

"Then how did you feel it?" Shin-chan asked.

Uchiha Toru was stunned. "I don't know, I just felt it."

Shin-chan nodded thoughtfully. "Oh, so that means this thing can only be felt, not explained by logic?"

Uchiha Toru thought about it. It seemed to be the case. He answered uncertainly, "Probably."

"Then why does Teacher still explain so much logic?" Shin-chan pointed at the two lines of text on the blackboard. "Just say 'You all feel it' and it'll be fine, right?"

Uchiha Toru opened his mouth, finding himself unable to answer.

On the podium, Teacher Ibuki tapped the blackboard. "Alright, that's all for the theory. Now, everyone close your eyes and try to feel the energy within yourselves."

"Start with physical energy, that feeling of fatigue after exercising; then mental energy, that feeling when you concentrate. Mix the two together and refine them."

The classroom fell silent.

A dozen children closed their eyes and began to try to feel.

Shin-chan also closed his eyes.

Feeling physical energy, that's the fatigue after exercise. He ran all morning, and his legs were still a bit sore. Did that count?

Feeling mental energy, that's concentrating. He tried to think about chocolate bars, and then about what to do for lunch.

Then he tried to mix the two.

The feeling of sore legs, plus the desire to eat chocolate bars...

Huh?

Something seemed to be rising from his stomach, warm.

Shin-chan couldn't help but open his eyes and look down at his hands.

There was nothing there.

But he did feel something flowing within his body, like a small river.

"Teacher." Shin-chan raised his hand.

Teacher Ibuki was patrolling and walked over to him. "What is it?"

"I think I have it."

Teacher Ibuki froze. "Have what?"

"That Chakra." Shin-chan tilted his head. "It's warm, and it's spinning around in my belly."

The eyes behind Teacher Ibuki's glasses widened.

He crouched down and gently placed his hand on Shin-chan. This was the simplest way to sense Chakra.

The next second, his expression changed.

"You refined it?"

Shin-chan blinked. "Is it difficult?"

Teacher Ibuki was silent for two seconds.

Logically, for a five-year-old child, just being able to sense Chakra for the first time was already good. To refine it so quickly could already be called genius.

"How did you do it?" Teacher Ibuki couldn't help but ask.

Shin-chan thought for a moment and answered seriously, "I first thought about my legs being sore, then I thought about chocolate bars, and then I mixed them together, and it happened."

Teacher Ibuki: "..."

Sore legs? Chocolate bars?

What kind of nonsensical refinement method was this!

He suddenly remembered when he was a child, it took him three whole days to refine Chakra for the first time.

And this child did it with sore legs and chocolate bars.