Kakashi, who had graduated from the Ninja Academy at the age of five, was among the first batch of ninjas to enter the tracking system.
Tracking—
He had no idea what this tracking was even supposed to do. Weren't ninjas supposed to just be tools?
At that moment, Kakashi wore a coldness that did not match his age. Holding a thin registration form in his hand, he stood at the edge of the bustling training ground.
The Fourth Hokage's tracking scheme gave him a headache.
However, when he asked to go straight into taking on missions, neither the school nor the village agreed. Not even his father agreed.
The reason was perfectly valid: "You're only five. How could it possibly be your turn to go to war!?"
But hadn't five- and six-year-olds gone to war in the past?
Bored, Kakashi flipped through the tracking handbook issued by the school.
It gave a detailed explanation of the tracking process.
First, students had to choose whether to start working. Those who chose to work could apply for a specific field. If they did not apply for one, the school would assign them to whichever position was most understaffed for internship training.
At his father's request, Kakashi had chosen the middle school track and continued his education.
The middle school track was similar to the Ninja Academy's teaching system, but it offered more freely chosen subjects as well as more specialized courses.
For example, programming, physics, biology, and a series of other subjects.
There were also a bunch of miscellaneous electives, such as literature, music, and art.
What a pain.
Especially with all those people around him being unbearably noisy.
With a look of distaste, Kakashi moved two steps away and found a quiet patch of shade beneath a tree. He looked down