First Street Patrol

Three days passed in a flash. Every day, Uchiha Yo either lay in bed or sat in the big tree at home, reflecting on his experiences during this time and considering his future path and training direction. Each day was utterly ordinary, except when his father came home at noon on the second day, rushed into the kitchen, and said something to his mother. Then his gentle mother showed Yo why the Uchiha Clan could stand tall in the ninja world. Even with a frying pan, a three-tomoe Sharingan user could put up a spirited fight against an elite jonin—or beat that elite jonin until he fled with his head in his hands... No wonder people in the ninja world often said that in a one-on-one fight, no one could defeat an Uchiha.

Together with his companions, he arrived at their usual meeting place. Ming handed each of them a short baton and informed them of this month's training content: street patrols... No, where was the specialized training they had been promised? What happened to the scientifically tailored cultivation?!

Seeing Ming's utterly dark expression, the three companions were visibly nervous. That teacher had really scared them silly in the forest. They did not dare ask... Thus, the city patrol squad began its first street patrol, at the food street~

"From here all the way to the end of the street will be your training course today." The three of them were instantly speechless. Damn it, who was he trying to fool...? "Of course, simply patrolling the streets would not count as training. By nightfall, tell me which shop had the most customers, which shop ninjas visited most often, the background information on every shop owner, each shop's approximate daily revenue, how many outsiders there are, who among them are merchants, which countries those foreign merchants come from, who might be spies, where the ANBU are, and how many undercover posts our guard force has." Upon hearing this, the three companions cast aside their earlier laziness and dejection, revealing thoughtful expressions. This was training their intelligence-gathering abilities. It was far from simple for three beginners. They immediately divided up the work and began their day of training.

"You really know how to do it. Won't these brats be played to the point of breaking? This street may not be that long, but its foot traffic definitely ranks among Konoha's top three. Those intelligence-gathering tasks you gave them aren't simple at all," a member of the guard force beside Uchiha Ming said. "I know they can't complete them. Three young geniuses, each one pampered and delicate. The last wilderness training taught them that ninjas can die if they are not careful. They must not treat this like a children's game. This time, I'll let them know that all their previous common sense is worth less than shit in the ninja world. If they want to become outstanding ninjas, they can start with patrolling these streets." With that, he sat down in the sushi shop beside them. The Uchiha beside him chuckled, muttering that it was interesting and that they were in for some suffering, hahaha.

As the lights began to come on, the three gathered their intelligence and felt somewhat discouraged, but they still braced themselves and handed their report to Ming. Ming glanced at it and laughed. "What is this you gave me? Is it all bullshit? You handed the pride of the Uchiha Clan over to me in the form of a pile of crap. What am I supposed to do with it? Use it as fertilizer?" The scolding left the three red-faced with embarrassment. It was truly shameful. He was right—they themselves felt it was a pile of crap. They wished they could bury their faces in their chests, but unfortunately, their heads were too big and their chests too small. "Heh, at least you still know shame. Good. Dismissed for today. Continue tomorrow!" With that, he dispelled the Shadow Clone. Only then did the three realize that this old man had been too lazy to even come in person this time. They decided to find somewhere to discuss matters, then had a nearby clansman send word home that they would eat out today and return later.

And so, the three entered Ichiraku Ramen.