2 Сhapter 2

The first few days in the new body turned out to be... blurry. It's hard to explain it in words, but immersion in a new environment for me was exactly how it was perceived. The memory of the past owner of the body, as well as an approximate idea of the reality surrounding me, somewhat blurred my feeling from the "first days" at the Shinobi Academy. And walking around the "native village" too often ended with a strong attack of nostalgia and an influx of memories alien to me. It's a strange state, but I didn't try to fix my attention on this aspect of my new life in any way.

A peculiar period of adaptation was quite expected, and an emotional rollback, after a very serious stress due to the change of reality surrounding me and the realization of my own death, still overtook me, which only aggravated my not the most adequate emotional state. Although, a few particularly bright moments of the last few days are still imprinted in my mind. So, I clearly remember that shock and a certain awe after accidentally observing a real Shinobi… That he impressively jumped onto the four-meter roof of the house, in order to literally disappear from the previously occupied place in the next instant.

And Naruto's memory tells me that this is the norm for locals. Amazing jumps and such disappearances in a whirlwind of garbage or sheets have not surprised the locals for a long time. Everyone treats the similar abilities of their Shinobi neighbors with a stunning indifference in its essence. And the Shinobi themselves, as far as I knew, were perceived by people quite normally, despite all the "magic" that these Shinobi demonstrated to others in everyday life…

And I'm studying for one of these Shinobi. Moreover, my predecessor, if you believe an overlooked story in the past, even among Shinobi had to become someone special. The hero of his village, jinchuriki and many others ... and it was inspiring. It was so inspiring that even the somewhat malicious attitude of the people around me was perceived quite normally.

Of course, it was somewhat unusual to face such gratuitous aggression in one's own direction, and what's more, it was unpleasant. But there was nothing special about it, and such an attitude of the locals did not cause me any particular inconvenience.… If we exclude from attention some problems with the purchase of products in local shops and shops. And even then, Naruto's past had this problem, but on the first day I thought of pulling an improvised mask from a multicolored scarf on my face and walking around the neighborhoods where my face had not yet had time to become familiar…

It's not too convenient, walking all the time with a scarf tied on my face is still a pleasure, and I still attracted extra attention with my face wrapped in a scarf. But I really didn't have any special problems with the purchase of the food I needed... Fortunately, the scholarship and the orphan allowance could be considered a fairly good source of income. These benefits were quite enough for life, even if we take into account my increased appetite, which in the first few days even managed to become a surprise for me. Although, I'm not completely sure how things are going with buying clothes here… It is quite possible that in the future it is clothes that can become the main item of my expenses. Yet children tend to grow up…

Well, it's not the point, the main thing is that I haven't had any really serious problems yet. Rather, on the contrary, despite some emotional instability, which I was forced to diagnose myself, I was frankly happy to be in the body of a young Shinobi… And I also fully understood why Naruto behaved so hyperactive and even aggressive. Well, I felt the reasons for this behavior on my own skin... Barely managing to sit out the first lesson on his first day at the Shinobi Academy. The energy and desire to move literally overwhelmed me, and the thoughts of sitting at boring lectures on local history made me sad.

I wanted to move, run, jump, learn something like that, so that the emotion is right out loud!... And this is not entirely normal, I even began to think that the authors of some fanfiction in this world could be right about all sorts of mental bookmarks on this carcass… But personally, it seems to me that everything is not quite right here without any magic. It's not just that I have to eat for four, and this despite the fact that I'm still a child. And a couple of abrasions, received solely due to my own carelessness and some problems with coordination of movements, healed on me surprisingly quickly.

And a couple of hours did not have time to pass, as the skin on the elbow was covered with a crust, which was also very, very soon replaced by a new, still pink, skin. And believe me, a person with a medical education – such regeneration could not be called the norm in any way. And in general, the level of endurance of this carcass was simply exorbitant. Of course, I don't really remember my past childhood, but even so I was sure that a few hours of continuous running would tire even the most active child. Well, at least I don't have henna, only my legs are a little stiff, and my T-shirt is sweating. But it was I who specifically checked my, so to speak, limit…

By the way, it is the endurance of my own body that has become one of the most striking discoveries over the past time. Still, for the past me, even going up to the third floor could be quite a problem. And this despite the fact that I tried to keep myself in good physical shape until the last… And I have never allowed myself to gain extra weight, knowing perfectly well what such carelessness can lead to in my situation.

Yeah, well, in this body, problems with excess weight definitely do not threaten me. By the end of the first week in a new body, when I finally calmed down and got used to a new role for myself, I already began to seriously dislike my own appetite. After all, like it or not, but I couldn't be particularly chic in terms of food. And there are bowls of boiled rice, snacking on all this rather lean fish is still a pleasure. Especially when you think about exactly how much food I needed to cram into myself to feel at least a little full… But it still needed to be cooked…

Once again, it's not surprising that Naruto's past often did not have enough money for normal food, and he ate mostly custard noodles or in the same Ichiraku when there was money for it. Still, a child would hardly be able to eat the same rice for too long. I don't want to talk about cooking at all. Here it was quite difficult for me because of the not very comfortable kitchen, as for a six-year-old boy… What can I say about a real six-year-old boy, that he doesn't really know how to cook.

But in the near future, I may need even more food… Because I wanted to start at least some training of my taurus. Naturally, loading a child's body is a rather stupid and even dangerous idea. But this body was quite difficult to call ordinary, and the locals just do not neglect the training of children. The clan guys in my class once mentioned among themselves that their training began at four or even three years old. Yes, and in the academy itself, we were well chased like that… Which was still not enough for the current me.

A few hours of physical activity for the current me is still a trifle. Although Naruto didn't like physical training lessons anyway. After them, I almost always wanted to eat, with which the boy, again, had some problems… Well, it's not the point, the main thing is that I could not be too afraid that ordinary training could harm this taurus. As a last resort, the newly discovered one was supposed to insure me in case of something…

Although, of course, I didn't want to test the limits of the strength of my body either. I was afraid to ruin my newfound health even more than a banal death… But no one forbids me to additionally do the same stretching or training for coordination and accuracy of movements. Fortunately, I had an approximate idea of such trainings. In the past, I have managed to try a lot in trying to somehow ease the work of my own heart. And maintaining weight within certain limits is not a trivial task, when only hiking and cycling are safe for you from physical activity…

In general, yes, a certain plan for future training has already managed to form in my head. It remains only to figure out how to deal with the lack of provisions, as well as combine these trainings with a visit to the library at the Shinobi Academy… And all this should not get out of the image of Naruto's past. And then some questions may arise to me very soon from highly respected Shinobi like the same Iruki-sensei. That, oddly enough, he was quietly looking after me, making sure that I attended classes, did homework... and just didn't starve to death, or there from my own stupidity.

Tc, that's another problem hanging on the horizon. But since I decided to live the life of such an ambiguous character as Naruto Uzumaki, then I also have to be prepared for possible problems. And something tells me that it's better for me to start preparing right now. Otherwise, there may not be time for this in the future…