Konoha, early morning.
Dragging his fatigued body, Hirakawa Shin'un walked along the streets of Konoha, heading in the direction of the Konoha Ninja Academy.
The muscular soreness radiating through his entire body constantly tortured Shin'un, making him wish he could just lie down right there and relax.
However, Shin'un had long since grown accustomed to this.
Ever since Shin'un realized that even after transmigrating to the world of Naruto he remained an ordinary person, he ran out to the outskirts of Konoha to train every morning before dawn.
He hoped that through the method of the slow bird flying first he could catch up to those geniuses in the Ninja Academy.
Unfortunately, Shin'un forgot.
The Shinobi World was a world that completely emphasized bloodline and talent, and no matter how hard a person with bad talent tried, it was of no use.
Besides, those geniuses were not standing still.
In the end, Shin'un's desperate training was merely enough to slightly catch sight of the backs of those geniuses.
Today is Thursday, and there is a combat class in the afternoon.
If there are no accidents, this time Shin'un will still be the miserably defeated party.
Yet today Shin'un saw hope.
As a transmigrator, Shin'un naturally possessed a golden finger of his own.
Shin'un shifted his mind, and a panel suddenly appeared.
[Input Field]
[Input Field]
Extreme Reaction: (Progress bar ninety-nine percent)
This is a Skill Editor.
As the name implies, its function is to edit all kinds of skills that can be used in reality.
The method of use is also very simple.
There are only two input bars and one loading progress bar on the panel in total.
Input the skill name in the first editing box, input the skill effect in the second editing box, and after clicking confirm, the name of the skill being loaded will appear in front of the progress bar below, and loading will then begin.
Eight years ago, just as he transmigrated, Shin'un discovered it, and immediately used his imagination to edit a skill that could enhance his reaction speed.
Afterwards, Shin'un went straight on to write a second skill, but when the input fields were filled with various heaven-defying skill descriptions, Shin'un clicked the confirm loading button again and there was no reaction at all.
Only then did Shin'un realize that there is a reason the panel comes with a progress bar-because it only has a single skill-loading slot, and can only load one skill at a time.
Now, the progress bar on the panel has reached the final stage after eight years of loading.
Shin'un looks forward to what kind of changes it can bring him.
The sun on the horizon gradually rises, and the Hokage Rock at the highest point of Konoha is already brightly lit. Shin'un sees the gates of the distant Konoha Ninja Academy already appearing in his eyes.
Taking a deep breath of the fresh morning air, Shin'un walks straight toward the distant Ninja Academy.
"Creak..."
Shin'un pushes open the door and enters the classroom, his gaze sweeping around a circle.
As can be seen, most of the students in the class come from ninja clans.
The one with a cold face and a ping-pong paddle pattern on the back of his clothing, the one looking at people with the Byakugan, the pineapple head lying down and sleeping, the chubby kid holding a rice ball and eating voraciously, the one with canine teeth teasing a dog...
And the almost-forgotten gloomy guy in the corner of the classroom whose face is covered by sunglasses with his own weak-presence effect.
All kinds of monsters and freaks gathered in one place.
Shin'un's popularity is not bad, and quite a few people came over to greet him.
After responding to them one by one, Shin'un walked to his seat by the window in the back row and sat down.
The moment his butt touched the surface of the stool, Shin'un felt a wave of refreshing comfort all over his body, and the fatigue generated from morning training seemed to be mostly relieved.
Just like summer ice dew, winter hand warmers, a bed after exhaustion, a cigarette when taking a big dump...
The morning time passed very quickly.
After eating the bento he brought, the Ninja Academy has a half-hour lunch break.
"Ding!"
Just as Shin'un was slowly falling into a sound sleep, a notification sound startled Shin'un awake.
This prompt sound, which was extremely similar to the Thunder download completion sound effect, allowed Shin'un to quickly find his target.
He impatiently opened the Skill Editor panel to check.
Sure enough, the [Extreme Reaction] skill has finished loading.
[Extreme Reaction] (Click the skill name to install the skill)
Shin'un immediately began to get excited, hurriedly clicking on the skill name.
[Extreme Reaction] on the panel slowly disappeared, followed by its reappearance.
[Extreme Reaction] (Loaded)
The skill loaded successfully. Shin'un immediately looked up and surveyed his surroundings.
The effect Shin'un had set for [Extreme Reaction] was: raise his reaction speed to its limit.
So, in order to raise his reaction speed to its limit, Shin'un's observational ability had improved tremendously.
His terrifying observational ability made the scene before him seem nearly frozen.
A classmate slowly yawned with both arms raised and a grimace on his face. Another classmate jumped up while horsing around, then hung suspended in the air, feet off the ground, moving slowly. A kunai traced a slow arc through the air over the training ground.
Fallen leaves outside the window, an orange cat in the corner with its fur standing on end, dust motes appearing in the light...
In Shin'un's eyes, everything in the world seemed as though someone had pressed the slow-motion button. It was all so slow and clear.
From this slowed perspective, if there were an enemy in front of Shin'un, he would have more than enough time to consider how to react and deal with them.
Of course, Shin'un's movements were just as slow as the world appeared to him.
[Extreme Reaction] only enhanced Shin'un's ability to react. It did not increase his movement speed.
The half-hour lunch break passed in a flash.
"Creak~"
The sound of the homeroom teacher opening the door roused everyone. Then the teacher led the class to the training ground.
Once everyone in the class had formed a neat line, the homeroom teacher began dividing them into pairs for sparring.
"Minato Namikaze versus Uchiha Fugaku."
"Akimichi Chōza versus Hyuga Hiashi."
"..."
"Hirakawa Shin'un versus Uchiha Yūichi."
Shin'un couldn't help but freeze at the teacher's words. He instinctively turned his gaze toward his opponent in the line.
Unexpectedly, Uchiha Yūichi was also watching Shin'un.
Their gazes met. Shin'un was still getting used to the terrifying powers of observation [Extreme Reaction] had given him, so he didn't react at all to Uchiha Yūichi's stare.
Uchiha Yūichi, on the other hand, gave Shin'un a disdainful look, his expression bearing the Uchiha Clan's trademark arrogance.
It was as if he didn't take Shin'un seriously at all.
Shin'un could understand that. After all, before today, his abilities really hadn't posed much of a threat to Uchiha Yūichi.
But.
The Shin'un of today was different from the Shin'un of yesterday.
If Uchiha Yūichi still judged Shin'un's current strength by his performance yesterday, he was in for a huge surprise.
"Form the Seal of Confrontation."
At the homeroom teacher's direction, Minato Namikaze and Akimichi Chōza stepped to the front of the class and formed the Seal of Confrontation facing each other.
Then the battle began.
The battle immediately entered its most intense phase.
Akimichi Chōza directly used his family's secret Ninjutsu, Human Bullet Tank.
The heavy force of the Human Bullet Tank slammed into the training ground, sending one rumble after another through the air.
Since Minato Namikaze lacked any means of attack powerful enough to break through the Human Bullet Tank's hard exterior, he could only use the Body Flicker Technique again and again.
Standing in the class line, Shin'un watched the two sparring in front of him.
Shin'un had very little talent for fighting. His reactions were always a step behind everyone else's, and during past practical sparring lessons, he couldn't even see what was happening between the two fighters.
But now, after waiting eight years, Shin'un had finally obtained his first skill.
Things were different from before.
As Akimichi Chōza maintained the Human Bullet Tank, his face was contorted, veins bulging on his forehead, as if even the muscles in his face were straining.
Minato Namikaze frowned, troubled by his lack of any high-powered attack.
Taking in everything clearly before him, Shin'un gradually began to laugh.
Now, Shin'un could see everything before him perfectly clearly.