Chapter 38

By the way, if anyone reading the manga expected that Konoha receives three groups of genin per year — all that Konoha adds to its forces in a year — then that's a cruel misconception.

Apart from the main academy, there are also its branches where they train the basic "meat," never rising above genin. In the main building, clan children, children from merchant clans, and families of the village's elite are trained, sometimes from hereditary shinobi families and rare prodigies who stand out from the gray mass of secondary schools or just lucky ones who have received an excellent opportunity to study among the future military elite.

Additionally, each clan trains its genin, who directly integrate into the ranks of the shinobi. And let's not forget about the genin sent from small clans living outside Konohagakure on the territory of the Fire Country.

So, in the end, a decent number of people are recruited, not just the nine individuals graduating from the shinobi academy. However, judging by the chronicles, there have been cases of graduating everyone who passed the final exam, especially during wartime. I think during the Second Great Ninja War, something similar will be practiced.

"Ryu-kun, you should socialize more with your peers, not just with Shikaku and his clique," mom frowned, distracting me from my excursion into the depths of memory.

"Pfft, if I'm ten times smarter and more mature than the rest, what's the point?" I shrugged. "It's better to fully prepare for my ninja career than to regret wasting time later. Besides, my survival depends on it."

"Oh Ryu, sometimes I regret how quickly you've grown up," mom sighed.

"But then I wouldn't be as magnificent and amazing," I raised my nose and puffed out my chest in a burst of pride.

"Especially now," she chuckled.

"Okay, enough boasting," I cut myself off, biting my thumb, I ran it over my left wrist with added chakra and threw the unrolled scroll to mom, "this is the complete process of creating the Rasengan in the smallest detail, once you learn it — burn it. Everything necessary for training is sealed at the bottom, so you can start right here," I nodded, "only the two of us will know about the Rasengan for now, and since it will be a family jutsu, don't teach it to anyone else. If something is unclear or you get stuck — you can ask me."

"Okay, thank you Ryu-kun."

"Don't mention it, ka-chan," I waved away the thanks, "I'll be in my room."

Turning around, I left the training ground and returned home. I hope this will be enough to increase the chances of Sai returning alive. As far as I remember, the Second World Ninja War lasted more than ten years or so, so I'll still have a chance to participate in it.

Considering the fact that it was as a genin that Nawaki died in the war, there is a very high probability that I will find myself on the front lines immediately after graduating from the shinobi academy. Therefore, the later I get into it, the more time I will have to prepare and prove myself as a strategist, rather than just another piece of meat closing the gaps on the front lines.

All that remains is to hope that the relatives of the main clans won't be used in a similar way, otherwise, revenge on the guilty will be added to our goals — I love Sai too much to react differently to her death.