What Era Is It, Still Using Traditional Eye-Opening

"So, your plan is to make me a medical ninja?"

Looking at the mountain of textbooks piled higher than a person in front of her, Hana asked with a hollow, expressionless gaze.

"Ahem, this is part of the plan."

Under the resentful stare of his desk mate, Genichi explained: "The Caged Bird is extremely complex. To break the curse seal, one can never bypass the analysis of sealing techniques and the human body. Furthermore, having a trustworthy medical ninja allows me to let go and use Lightning Release to temper my body without restraint."

"Improving our strength at this stage is the right move. Even in the worst-case scenario, if we still can't safely remove the Caged Bird many years from now, if we can't solve the problem, can't we at least solve the person who raised the problem?"

"For now, let's hide our true intentions. In the future, I will become a ninja more powerful than the Hokage. If the Uchiha main branch tries to move against you or harm my companions, I will launch an unrestricted counterattack against the main branch based on the 'Will of Fire' doctrine regarding the protection of comrades."

"Rest assured, since the Hyuga clan prioritizes the main branch, they won't risk the entire main branch being wiped out just for the sake of a branch family member."

"Besides, this is the legacy of the Senju clan and the hard work of Lady Tsunade; ordinary people couldn't learn this even if they wanted to."

Indeed, being close to the source, Genichi, who had been frequently visiting the Senju clan to study sealing techniques, would never let Konoha's most outstanding medical ninja go to waste, constantly milking Lady Tsunade for knowledge whenever he had the chance.

After returning to daily life, time always passed quickly.

The first-year final exams at the Ninja Academy ended, and Genichi invited his four little friends to the training ground as usual. As for Shikaku, he was too lazy; he felt it was too much trouble after his first visit and shook his head, refusing to participate thereafter.

Mikoto Uchiha, whose grades were not ideal, had been quite troubled lately. Although she wasn't as competitive as other clansmen, the Uchiha clan was synonymous with excellence, and she actually held herself to very high standards.

If she could still see the gap with Minato Namikaze, who ranked second, and try hard to catch up, then that guy Genichi felt like he wasn't even drawn in the same style as his peers—he was a monster, and even if she gave her all, she couldn't defeat him.

But it doesn't matter, everything will be fine once I awaken the Sharingan, Mikoto comforted herself in her heart.

Seeming to see through Mikoto's thoughts, Genichi teased: "Thinking about awakening the Sharingan again? If you can say 'Brother Genichi, please' in a coquettish tone, I'll pass on this exclusive secret manual for awakening the Sharingan—the only one in the Ninja World—to you."

Mikoto Uchiha was very delicate and sensitive. Even when walking through the village, she could feel the villagers' resentment and disgust toward the Uchiha.

Before coming to school, she was always filled with anxiety, worried that her future classmates would also reject her, until she met the strange Chiba Genichi at the gate.

Only then did Mikoto finally set her heart at ease; she wouldn't be without a single friend at the Ninja Academy.

He is special. Unlike the childish brats around us, he is very mature, doing his own things methodically every day without looking at me with exclusionary eyes. He is powerful, excels in his studies, and occasionally says things that, while I don't understand them, sound incredibly cool.

"If it's you, Genichi, then... I suppose it's not impossible," Mikoto muttered softly, recalling Genichi's excellent performance during this period. But could an outsider really know how to awaken the Sharingan? Was he truly a genius? Mikoto became uncertain again.

Seeing Mikoto's hesitation, Genichi upped the ante: "You'll miss out if you pass this up. This is the Sharingan, the invincible Sharingan."

Seeing that she was about to agree, Mikoto looked into Genichi's eyes, her lips trembling. But just as the words reached her lips, a sudden surge of shyness flooded her brain, her face turned red, and she froze completely.

"You jerk!" Mikoto was too shy to say it, and instinctively threw a punch at Genichi.

Caught off guard, Genichi was knocked to the ground, one of his eyes turning into a panda-like bruise, which sent the other little ones into fits of laughter.

"That said, regarding the Sharingan, I do know a thing or two," Genichi said, rubbing his blackened eye socket.

"One must experience extreme danger or be in a near-death state to trigger the awakening of the Sharingan. During this process, one must maintain a firm will and not fall unconscious."

"Witnessing the sacrifice of loved ones or the death of a companion brings immense stimulation, such as pain or regret."

"Receiving love or losing love causes the brain to secrete a special type of chakra, stimulating the Sharingan to evolve."

Recalling the various intelligence reports about the Sharingan from his past life and combining them with his own practical experience after practicing chakra, Genichi picked up a water cup nearby and summarized: "Let's compare the cup to the Sharingan and the pupil power to the water inside. When you are emotionally agitated, you shake the cup gently. If the pupil power overflows, your body will realize the container is insufficient and then secrete a special chakra to upgrade the cup—that is the advancement of the Sharingan."

"Really? Is it that simple?" The difficulty of awakening the Sharingan is directly proportional to its actual strength; a simple metaphor clearly couldn't convince the worked-up Mikoto.

"Of course, you also need the talent for it. People's constitutions cannot be generalized; some can challenge those above their level in extreme anger, while others can only be angry for a moment."

Genichi pulled out the banner of the Senju clan to add credibility to his words: "The ones who know you best are often not your friends, but your enemies. The Senju clan and the Uchiha clan have been fighting for thousands of years. What I just said is the result of a thousand years of experience from the Senju clan and the secret research of Tobirama Senju."

Thinking of the Second Hokage's reputation as a master of forbidden techniques and the fact that the two clans had indeed been entangled for a millennium, Mikoto finally nodded in agreement.

Thank you, Tobirama Senju. Even after being dead for so many years, you can still help an Uchiha companion in the village.

"Then why is the Sharingan called the Cursed Eye?" As a member of another dojutsu clan, Hana Hyuga recalled the descriptions of the Sharingan within her own clan.

Genichi gently shook the water cup in his hand: "In daily life, whether it's joy or sadness, anger or happiness, you live a routine life. You have long since become accustomed to these emotions, which are as gentle as water, so the Sharingan does not react."

"But when family or friends die, immense pain and regret intertwine, and you feel despair at the cold reality. This emotion is surging and violent, burning your heart like fire."

Genichi gave the cup a violent shake, and the water inside splashed out in all directions.

"So, if you only look at the surface, the advancement of the Sharingan is often accompanied by the death of loved ones. Over time, it has been passed down as the Cursed Eye."

Having received a massive amount of information in a short time, the shocked Mikoto had never felt her heart rise and fall as it did today.

When the moon is full, it wanes; when the water is full, it overflows. And so, quite naturally, Mikoto's eyes turned red, and a comma-like tomoe pattern rotated continuously around the center of her pupils before finally coming to a stop.

"You've awakened the Sharingan!"

"I've awakened the Sharingan!" Mikoto looked at the incredibly clear world before her, where the passage of time seemed to have slowed down, and said in disbelief.

Although Genichi was surprised, he remembered that in the original work, Mikoto retired as a three-tomoe Jonin at a young age, so having this talent made sense, and he continued:

"Since you know the conditions for awakening, all that's left is..."

Mikoto could no longer hear him. Without any training, just by listening to Genichi's analysis, she had awakened the Sharingan she had dreamed of; she had never felt that awakening it could be so easy.