Effort might not bring rewards right away, but the experience you gained could be passed down to the next generation. Over a hundred years, your descendants would surely carve out a broad road ahead.
This was an eternal truth: the predecessors planted trees so later generations could enjoy the shade. But who could willingly suffer for an entire lifetime? Life was grueling, hardships wore one down—was spending a whole life in misery really worthwhile?
"We're here. This is Hikari's class, Class 1-1."
Uchiha Gen looked through the window and saw that quite a few students had already arrived. Of the forty seats, more than thirty were occupied.
"Grandpa! I'm going in, or I'll be late!"
"Alright, alright. Grandpa will watch you put on a good performance later~"
"Okay!"
Hikari trotted into the classroom in tiny steps. Yanta grinned like a blooming chrysanthemum as he watched her disappear around the corner without blinking.
The two had originally intended to head straight to the rear field to watch the students test their Summoning Beasts, but as they walked, Uchiha Gen suddenly froze.
"No... no... I think I've seen that back before!"
Uchiha Gen's pupils instantly shrank to pinpoints. His mind calculated through memories from his previous life as swiftly as an Optical Brain. Scene after scene flashed by, yet it was like searching for a needle in the ocean. He simply could not find that spark of realization from before.
"Master? What's wrong?"
Yanta had never seen Uchiha Gen make such an expression before. Thinking something serious had happened, he grew anxious as well.
"No... nothing."
"Really nothing?"
"Really nothing." Uchiha Gen closed his eyes and shook his head, unsure whether it had merely been an illusion. "I just suddenly remembered something. Or maybe I remembered it wrong."
"...Oh."
The two slowly