Uchiha Mirai would never slack off in these fundamental areas.
Early morning.
Uchiha Mirai opened his eyes and, upon opening the door, saw the energetic Might Guy.
"Mirai, let's train together today!"
"Sure."
"Great! First, we'll run ten laps around the village, then we'll meet up with my father!"
With that, Might Guy turned into a streak of green light and sprinted ahead.
After loosening up, Uchiha Mirai quickly followed after him.
Running ten laps around Konoha was no easy task, even for the current Uchiha Mirai.
It took him the entire morning to finish.
Guy was much slower. By the time Uchiha Mirai finished, Guy had only completed five laps.
"Whew~"
"As expected of the genius who defeated Kakashi. It's like you have no weaknesses at all. I need to work even harder!"
Might Guy panted heavily, bracing his hands on his knees.
With his current stamina, completing five laps in such a short time was already close to his limit.
His claim that he would run ten laps was merely his habitual way of setting himself an impossible goal.
After resting for a while, Might Duy appeared before them.
When he saw Uchiha Mirai, surprise flashed across Might Duy's face.
"Father, Mirai wants to train with us for a while. Is that okay?"
Might Guy looked at Might Duy with blazing eyes as he asked.
Might Duy nodded. "Of course."
"Guy, being able to train alongside the goal you want to surpass, you must work even harder!"
"Yeah! I will."
"Wonderful! This is—"
"Youth!"
Watching the father and son embrace as they wept, Uchiha Mirai's mouth twitched.
He was starting to regret this.
Was training with these two really a wise decision?
"Four hundred thirty-one, four hundred thirty-two, four hundred thirty-three..."
Might Guy lay sprawled on the ground, utterly exhausted.
Beneath him, sweat had long soaked the entire patch of earth.
"Alright, Guy." Uchiha Mirai tossed Might Guy a bottle of water. "Let's stop here for now."
"Mirai, I really envy you. I'm already working this hard, but it still feels like you're impossibly far away."
Might Guy looked at Uchiha Mirai with some envy.
His mindset was already quite good, but during the time he had trained alongside Uchiha Mirai, he had still been somewhat discouraged.
The goals he desperately struggled to achieve were effortlessly reached by the other boy.
For the first time, that gap made him doubt his father's words.
Could I... really catch up to these geniuses?
"Guy, if you persist with anything, you'll always gain something in the end."
Uchiha Mirai spoke to comfort him.
"Hahaha... I definitely will." Might Guy scratched the back of his head foolishly. "Other than constantly training my body, there's nothing else I can do anyway."
He had yet to master even the most basic Three Basic Techniques, let alone any other ninjutsu.
"Oh, right. I feel like you can still push yourself harder, Mirai. If you do that, your strength will definitely improve even faster."
"I know my own body. This level of training is already enough."
Uchiha Mirai shook his head.
His goal was merely to gain better control over his body's strength, so every time he trained, he stopped as soon as he was close to his limit.
Otherwise, accumulated over time, it would definitely leave hidden injuries in his body.
Thinking of this, Uchiha Mirai could not help muttering inwardly.
What kind of physique did Guy even have? He tortured his body like this every day, yet nothing ever seemed to happen to him.
Sometimes, he was so exhausted that he passed out, yet the next day he could still start a new round of training full of energy.
All one could say was... wasn't that a kind of talent too?
An ordinary person would probably have played themselves to death long ago.
"I remember now, Mirai."
"Father seems to be teaching you an incredibly powerful secret technique today: the Eight Gates Formation."
Might Guy suddenly said.
"Huh?"
Uchiha Mirai was somewhat surprised.
There was no need to elaborate on the power of the Eight Gates Formation. No matter who possessed it, it would be a trump-card secret technique.
In a world like Naruto that placed such emphasis on inheritance, such a precious secret technique was generally only taught between fathers and sons, or masters and disciples.
When he trained with Might Guy, he had only intended to obtain the Eight Gates Formation through the system during their sparring sessions. He had never imagined that Might Duy would take the initiative to teach it to him.
"Mirai, although Father is only a Genin, the Eight Gates Formation is very powerful. Don't look down on it."
Seeing the surprise on Uchiha Mirai's face, Might Guy hurriedly explained.
His body had not yet met the requirements, so even when he wanted to learn it, his father had refused to teach him.
"Heh... I really don't know what to do with you two."
Uchiha Mirai rubbed his nose, warmth welling up in his heart.
Without saying much else, Uchiha Mirai noticed that Guy seemed a little down and beckoned to him. "Get up. I'll give you a beating."
"Huh?"
Ten minutes later.
Might Guy sat on the ground, bruised and swollen. "Still no good..."
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Ignoring the system notification in his mind, Uchiha Mirai looked at the still-dejected Might Guy in surprise.
After every previous match, Guy would be brimming with fighting spirit, declaring that he would catch up to him.
Why didn't that work this time?
Had he really discouraged him that badly?
Just then, Might Duy suddenly appeared before them.
Seeing Guy's condition, Might Duy frowned. "Guy, what's wrong?"
"Youth doesn't allow such dejection!"
Might Guy raised his head and pursed his lips. "Father, can I really become an outstanding ninja?"
"Compared to Mirai, I'm simply good for nothing."
Hearing Guy's words, Might Duy did not know what to say for a moment.
Over this period, he had also been shocked by Uchiha Mirai's talent.
Before the facts, anything he said would seem pale and powerless.
Seeing the atmosphere grow silent, Uchiha Mirai sighed and decided to do something after all. "Guy, do you know why I train with you?"
"Why?"
"Because you're a genius too."
Upon hearing Uchiha Mirai's words, both Might Guy and Might Duy froze.
At first, Might Guy thought Uchiha Mirai was making fun of him, but when he saw the serious expression on the other's face, Guy gave a helpless bitter smile. "Mirai, stop trying to comfort me."
"What kind of genius is a dead last like me, someone who can't even learn ninjutsu?"
"No." Uchiha Mirai walked up to Might Guy. "Who said ninjutsu is the only measure of a person's talent?"
"In my eyes, you're a one-in-ten-thousand genius."
Looking into Uchiha Mirai's sincere eyes, both Might Duy and Might Guy—who had always considered themselves talentless failures—became somewhat uncertain.
Could Guy really be a genius?
"Over these past few days of training, I've clearly seen your talent."
"Other than you, no one can work this hard."
Uchiha Mirai's voice gradually rose. "Guy, you're a genius of hard work!"
"Among all the ninjas I've met, no one can surpass you when it comes to effort."
"I acknowledge you!"
Uchiha Mirai's words left Might Guy and Might Duy staring blankly, their mouths hanging open.
A genius of hard work?
This...
What a bizarre angle.
But even though it was bizarre, why did it somehow feel incredibly convincing?
Might Duy was the first to react. He slapped both hands heavily onto Might Guy's shoulders. "Guy, did you hear that?"
"You've been acknowledged by Mirai!"
"You've earned the acknowledgment of Konoha's Number One Genius Ninja!"
"Mirai is right. Talent in ninjutsu doesn't represent everything. You're a hardworking genius!"
The more Might Duy spoke, the more excited he became.
He had never heard words that made his blood boil like this before. Just thinking about them made him feel as though his body was overflowing with energy.
Might Guy came back to his senses and stared blankly at Uchiha Mirai. "Mirai, have I earned your acknowledgment?"
"That's right." Uchiha Mirai spoke solemnly. "Keep at it. The you of the future will definitely amaze everyone."
"Waaahhh~~~"
"Father!"
"Guy!"
Might Guy threw his arms around Might Duy and burst into tears.
After all this time, this was the first time he had received acknowledgment from someone other than his father.
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