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Activating my ability again, I feel my body extend as an incredible flow of information takes over my mind. Sitting in a meditative position, I begin to go through them one by one.
As minutes pass, my chakra reaches its limit. Coming out of the meditative position, I reflect, "Even after spending all my chakra, I made no progress..." I sigh, feeling somewhat defeated. Naturally, my mind is at its lowest point, and I'm feeling exhausted.
"Could it be the amount of chakra that's the problem?" I ask myself, silently reflecting. "No, definitely not the problem!" I mentally inquire, already tired and almost giving up, when enlightenment reaches me.
Upon reconsidering my current situation, I realize that my sole problem wasn't just the lack of chakra. Previously, I assumed that the lack of chakra had contributed to the lack of progress, and mistakenly thought that I needed more chakra to have more time using my ability.
My ability is not so simple. Biological manipulation has many aspects and encompasses various different areas. When using it, the flow of information is intense and diverse, and a lot of mental energy is spent. Even now, after going through some information obtained from self-study, nothing seems to make sense, and all the information is diluted or fading away.
It's as if my brain is a leaky cup, where I fill it with water, and over time, it disappears.
From this moment on, I can locate the most obvious problems. And based on this premise, I finally think out loud, as if everything now makes sense. I have reached enlightenment.
"Control," I say, smiling slightly. If I think logically, all my problems can be summed up in this simple answer. "Control" encompasses all my shortcomings and is all I lacked.
I've just unlocked the chakra and discovered that I have no control over the energy. I awakened my ability, and again I have no control over it, as I exhausted my mental energy with great ease due to the endless flow of information. Being a reincarnate, I know that I have more mental energy than other children, but even so, I'm mentally fatigued after using the ability for a few minutes. This fact is at least suspicious.
If I continue to use this ability as if it were an on/off switch, I will never reach the pinnacle of this ability before dying uselessly.
Already tired and mentally exhausted from using chakra and my special ability, I decide to set aside solving my problems for tomorrow. I don't need to desperately kill myself when the biggest indicator of my previous failure has already been located.
So, tired, I spend the whole day procrastinating until it's time to sleep.
Upon waking up early in the morning, I feel like a new man full of energy. I head to the kitchen to prepare a glorious breakfast. Today, with renewed spirits, I decide to make a feast since for some reason I'm starving.
"Finally, today I will reap some rewards," I speak excitedly as I start cooking. The fragrant aroma fills the house and expands to the outside, attracting everyone's attention.
When I finish my last dish, I finally notice my parents standing by the table, like hungry vultures. I smile slightly at the scene.
As I place the last dish on the table, I hear my father shout a glorious "Itadakimasu," ready to attack the feast. My mother, as sharp as ever, smacks him on the head and scolds him because I hadn't sat at the table or finished the prayer yet, even though my father has somehow already given thanks.
So, we energetically attack the food, looking like a bunch of starving individuals. What can I say... Every member of my family eats like five beggars.
After finishing the feast, I tidy up and make my way to the ninja academy.
Upon arriving, I notice many children, some accompanied by their parents. But one particular father-son duo catches my attention. They are wearing green jumpsuits and causing a glorious scene in front of the board that determines acceptance into the academy.
As they notice my approach, Guy starts running towards me, and as usual, I express my frustration with an exasperated sigh.
"Yooooooo, Atsuchi, I did it! I made it on the second call!" he exclaims excitedly. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for him, but he's so loud, and I'm almost losing my patience.
"Congratulations, Guy," I respond, already preparing to leave. Noticing my movement, Guy suddenly launches into a series of punches and kicks, which I easily dodge.
Expressing my frustration, I let out a sigh and begin exchanging blows with him. His katas become more complex, and Guy starts using some feints to confuse me, but none of them work.
I continue exchanging blows with Guy. From the beginning of this little fight, I'm enjoying myself. So, I keep on fighting, honing my Taijutsu with Guy as my guinea pig. Even after hitting him to the point where he has to exert effort to get up from the ground, Guy doesn't give up. His determination is commendable.
As the battle prolongs, Guy shows more signs of weakness. I silently decide to end the fight, twisting my body in the air, and kick Guy in the back of his neck, controlling my strength to not hurt him too much, just putting him to sleep.
Guy loses consciousness from the force of my kick and crashes onto the hard ground of the courtyard. The other children, who were once interested in the fight, show a hint of genuine pity.
Placing my hand under Guy's body, I activate my ability on him. I take the opportunity to test my ability on other living beings and am surprised to discover that it's not limited to just myself.
When I use my ability on Guy, I notice several anomalies in his body, but I'll leave that subject for another time.
His father, Maito Dai, approaches, picks up his son, and puts him on his back.
"Thank you for your support. You and Guy will be great rivals in the future. You youngsters must continue to ignite the flames of youth in a fiery battle," Dai says with Guy on his back, making a thumbs-up gesture with one hand before running off and shouting something I can't understand.
Some children start cheering and singing praises, and I simply shrug. Then I notice Kakashi's gaze on me. Apparently, he must have witnessed the whole battle. Without saying a word, I continue on my way to the classroom.
"Everything seems so troublesome. I wonder if becoming a medic instead of a ninja would have been the right choice?" I think as I contemplate whether being a shinobi was the correct decision.
Thus, I make my way to the ninja academy classroom, where I have been accepted into the elite class, where most have some ninja affiliation, with only a few talented civilian ninjas.
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