BFTS: Chapter 3

"I need to learn medical ninjutsu and see if I have any talent for it," Kenshi thought.

To convince Tsunade to take him on as a student, he needed to have extraordinary medical ninjutsu talent.

To become a medical ninja, you need to have extremely precise chakra control.

Kenshi had no problem with this. He had 100% control over his chakra, both in terms of precision and strength.

The next important thing is whether you can condense medical chakra that can bring dead fish back to life.

Some people online said that medical chakra is a special type of chakra that extracts the yang attribute of life from unattributed chakra.

The key is whether you can extract yang attribute chakra.

Kenshi didn't know if he could do it.

Finally, there's the need for a flexible mind and understanding and absorbing medical knowledge.

In this regard, Kenshi, as a former undergraduate in medicine, should have a slight advantage.

But now the world is different, a lot of medical knowledge needs to be updated and converted.

"Anyway, I need to be prepared to stick with it for a long time."

"No matter what, I have to learn medical ninjutsu, and I have to succeed in becoming Tsunade's student."

Kenshi secretly encouraged himself. Becoming Tsunade's student wasn't just about learning the Yin Seal and medical ninjutsu, it was also about joining the Hokage lineage.

In Konoha, to become Hokage.

The key wasn't whether you could win the villagers' support.

The key was whether you were part of the Third Hokage's lineage.

Looking at the Hokage after the Third Hokage, whether it was Tsunade or Kakashi, or even Naruto, they all came from the Third Hokage's lineage.

Even the acting Hokage, Danzo, could be considered part of the Third Hokage's lineage in a way.

So, regardless of other reasons, the fact is that the Hokage position has never been outside of the Third Hokage's lineage.

If Kenshi wanted to compete for the Hokage position, he had to become Tsunade's student, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to compete with Minato.

"Ding..."

As the bell rang, the first chakra condensation class of the morning ended.

The quiet classroom instantly turned into a bustling sea.

The chakra condensation class, where you couldn't speak or move, was very painful for six or seven-year-old children who were full of energy.

As soon as the class ended, everyone eagerly got up and interacted with others.

Only Kenshi was still immersed in the joy of condensing chakra.

After all, the powerful feeling of chakra continuously filling his body was too stimulating, making it hard to stop, he was addicted to it.

"Kenshi...!"

Minato murmured in his heart, his eyes glancing at his friend, his expression becoming colder.

The longer he observed, the more certain he was that something was wrong with his friend.

His friend's chakra was still rapidly increasing.

It meant that his friend was still condensing chakra. This extraordinary chakra condensation speed was definitely not something his friend could have before.

And condensing chakra is actually mentally draining.

Usually, after a class, your mental focus wouldn't be as concentrated, and the chakra condensation speed would slow down.

Even for him, after focusing on condensing chakra for a whole class, if he continued, the chakra condensation speed would also slow down, it's just that it wouldn't be as much as others.

But his friend, right now, according to his perception, his friend's chakra generation speed hadn't changed at all, it had maintained the initial growth rate.

This kind of powerful mental focus couldn't be his friend's.

"Who is it?"

"Or what happened?"

Minato pondered in his heart. He still couldn't be sure whether it was his friend himself who had a problem, or if he was being controlled by someone else.

"Kenshi, stop, the chakra condensation class is over."

The ninja teacher came to Kenshi's side and reminded him with a frown, "Condensing more will harm your body and spirit."

He understood that this child wanted to become stronger because of what happened to his parents.

But excessive mental consumption to condense chakra would harm the body and spirit, and in severe cases, it could even cause permanent damage.

That would be a huge loss.

Hearing someone call him, Kenshi opened his eyes. He saw the curious classmates looking at him and the teacher looking at him seriously, and he realized that the first chakra condensation class was over.

Kenshi, who didn't want to appear too different, bowed his head and apologized to the ninja teacher, "Sorry, teacher, I won't do it again next time."

"Don't worry, reasonable effort is the fastest way to improve your strength." The teacher nodded, encouraging him a few words, then turned back to his desk.

"Yes, teacher!"

Kenshi nodded in agreement, watching the teacher leave, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was still a little worried about having too much interaction with others, especially adult ninjas.

"Kenshi, you've been much more focused on condensing chakra than before." Minato still had a gentle smile, his tone casual and curious, probing Kenshi subtly.

Kenshi didn't think much of it, and casually replied with a smile, "If you want to be Hokage, you have to work hard to make yourself better."

Minato smiled back, "Then I have to work harder too."

"Together."

"Together."

They smiled at each other, looking like a pair of good friends who loved each other.

The ten-minute break passed quickly. Minato didn't probe Kenshi too much, and Kenshi was happy with that. He didn't feel anything was wrong.

It could only be said that Minato, with his sincere and gentle smile, was too easy to gain people's trust.

The second class was Will of Fire class. Everyone had a Will of Fire book, and they talked about the Will of Fire.

But the whole class felt more like a personal autobiography class of the Third Hokage.

Because the content of the Will of Fire book was all about the Third Hokage's life experiences, from childhood to adulthood.

That is to say, the Will of Fire was interpreted through the Third Hokage's life experiences.

In a way, the Will of Fire was the Third Hokage's will.

"No wonder the Third Hokage had the reputation of being the strongest Hokage in Konoha in the original work."

(ShixT9: His previous title was God of Shinobi so yeah)

Kenshi sighed in his heart. It was like directly writing his own will into the required knowledge for the college entrance exam. It was impossible for people not to recognize his title as the strongest Hokage.

At the same time, it could subtly enhance the prestige of the Third Hokage among the many ninjas and civilians in Konoha.

The Third Hokage was indeed the Hokage with the strongest political mind.

This move... very good, I need to remember it.

Kenshi chuckled in his heart, deciding that he would also write a Will of Fire book of his own in the future, so that everyone in Konoha would inherit his Will of Fire.

After the Will of Fire class, the third class was Kunai Knowledge Theory class.

It mainly introduced the usage of various kunai in the ninja world and the corresponding tactics.

Today's lesson was about the Five Great Shinobi Villages using kunai combined with elastic steel wire and springs to create kunai traps, and using explosive tags to form related tactics.

It was explained in detail, taking into account factors such as the geography and climate of the Five Great Nations.

Kenshi took notes with an attitude that was even more serious than his high school days, actively absorbing the knowledge taught by the ninja teacher on the podium.

After all, this knowledge could save his life in the future.

He couldn't be careless.

The Kunai Knowledge Theory class was quite long. After finishing the class, there were no more classes, and it was time for lunch break.

Lunch break was at school, not at home, similar to most schools in the previous world.

Basically, you came to school in the morning and went home after school in the afternoon.

"Kenshi, let's eat together."

Minato took out his big lunchbox and opened it, inviting his friend to eat lunch together.

"That... wouldn't be good." Kenshi pretended to be reserved.

He only realized now that he seemed to be the only one in the class who didn't bring a lunchbox, everyone else brought their lunch boxes.

It wasn't his fault. These past few days, he had been in a state of nervous panic about coming to a strange world.

Plus, he didn't have the habit of preparing his own lunchbox in the previous world.

So, when he came to class this morning, he only brought himself.

"Come on, I brought enough for two." Minato smiled and handed Kenshi a pair of chopsticks.

Seeing the two pairs of chopsticks already prepared in the lunchbox, Kenshi instantly understood that Minato had actually prepared lunch for him in advance.

At this time, the conversation of a few female classmates also confirmed what Kenshi thought.

"I see!"

"No wonder Minato-kun has been carrying a big lunchbox these past few days, it was for Kenshi."

"He's so kind and handsome, Minato-kun!"

Several girls were captivated by Minato's charm, their eyes shining.

"It seems like Minato started bringing a big lunchbox..."

Someone noticed that Minato started bringing a big lunchbox on the day the news of Kenshi's parents' death came out. Combining this with the current scene, they all knew why Minato had been bringing a big lunchbox these past few days.

It was to prevent Kenshi from being in a situation like today, where he didn't bring a lunchbox.

Why wouldn't Kenshi bring a lunchbox? Because Kenshi, who had lost both parents and had no other relatives to help him, wouldn't prepare his own lunchbox.

At such a young age, he was so considerate, how could you not admire him?

"It's so good to have a friend like Minato-kun!"

Someone looked at Kenshi with envy in their eyes, clearly someone who also longed for the friendship of Minato and Kenshi.

Hearing this, Kenshi, who understood everything, was very moved. He looked at Minato sincerely and said with a heartfelt voice, "Thank you, Minato."

After saying that, Kenshi took the chopsticks from Minato's hand. Minato smiled and said, "We're friends, aren't we?"

Kenshi nodded heavily, "Yes, we are friends."

At the same time, Kenshi also said in his heart: Yes, we are friends. The outcome of the Nine-Tailed Fox attack will definitely not happen again. I swear, I will never let that traitor, Obito, succeed.

Minato's thoughtfulness truly moved Kenshi. This was a true friend who he could trust with his life.

Kenshi cherished this friendship.

He had to become stronger, to change everything.

"Eat up."

Minato pushed the opened lunchbox between them, his expression showing no sign of anything unusual, his smile still as warm and friendly as ever.

Kenshi was lost in his feelings of gratitude, and he didn't pay attention to the fact that the lunchbox contained raw fish sushi rice balls. He picked up a rice ball with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, the raw fishiness of the raw fish, combined with the strong vinegar flavor, instantly assaulted Kenshi's taste buds.

Or rather, it instantly assaulted Kenshi's memories of his previous life, where he disliked and was disgusted by raw fish and vinegar.

Kenshi's brow furrowed instantly, his throat itched, and he wanted to spit it out.

But at the crucial moment, he held back and forced it down.

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