Konoha, Training Ground 7.
Sasuke stood with his arms crossed, leaning coolly against a wooden post, a trace of impatience in his eyes.
He had already been waiting here for nearly an hour.
Yet that man named Kakashi Hatake still had not shown up.
Late...
Was this what they called an elite jonin? He did not even have the most basic sense of punctuality.
Sasuke's opinion of Kakashi dropped a few more notches.
Just as he was about to lose his patience, a lazy voice came from behind him.
"Yo, sorry, sorry. A black cat crossed the road, so I had to take a bit of a detour."
With his silver hair standing in a mess, Kakashi approached at an unhurried pace, his hands tucked into his pockets and not a hint of apology on his face.
A vein bulged at Sasuke's temple.
Did he think that kind of nonsense would fool a three-year-old?
"You're Second Pillar, right?" Kakashi stopped before Sasuke and looked him over from head to toe.
He had the Two-tomoe Sharingan, an arrogant air, and was quite handsome.
Yep, definitely an Uchiha child. That prideful streak was practically cast from the same mold.
Still, his talent was indeed pretty good. At this age, he already had such a solid Chakra foundation. Fugaku had clearly put plenty of effort into him.
"That's me," Sasuke answered coldly. "Can we begin? My time is valuable."
"No need to rush." Kakashi bent down and picked up a leaf from the ground.
"Before we start training that technique, we need to do a little test."
He handed the leaf to Sasuke.
"A test?" Sasuke frowned, but accepted the leaf anyway.
"It's simple," Kakashi said. "Inject your Chakra into this leaf."
Inject Chakra?
Without hesitation, Sasuke poured Chakra into the leaf in