First Spell

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Bruce glanced at the six-room apartment. The room was on the second floor, to go up, one must use the stairs that are on the side of the building.

"The number of rooms is only six, but the number of units reaches hundreds, you strange old man," Bruce said in surprise.

"He told me to take care of someone else, huh? Let's do it," he complained, and he walked to the apartment area.

Climb the stairs to the second floor, where the room is located.

When passing through the door of his neighbor's room, he saw the lights of the living room, maybe there was someone there. 

Bruce hesitated for a moment and pressed the doorbell.

*Ting... Tong*

Intending to maintain good relations with the residents of the apartment, Bruce took out a cake from his inventory, now measuring 2 meters since the coordinates of this world were recorded. He chose a cake that was suitable for two people to eat. After finishing with the preparation, Bruce waited for whoever was inside to open the door for him.

*Step... Step... Step* 

The sound of footsteps was heard, and soon the door was opened from the inside.

"Yo, yo, yo, Oniichan, what are we going to eat for dinner? Aa-" a little girl opened the door, and she babbled with her eyes closed.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she froze, who pressed the doorbell was not her older brother but a stranger. The little girl had blonde hair, a silly expression was plastered on her face, and she was wearing an orange hamster-patterned coat.

They stared at each other for a while and judged. 

Each of them has a different thought in their head.

- Little girl? Not a schoolgirl?- thought Bruce confusedly.

- Strangers- thought the girl with fright.

"Dinner? How about a cake? Here, take it."

"By the way, my name is Jack Frost, you can call me Jack."

"Now we are neighbors, please be understanding." Bruce immediately began the conversation.

He first introduced himself, then pushed the cake box onto the girl's lap. The dessert he bought with his hard-earned money must have brought blessings to whoever ate it.

Bruce waited for the girl's response, but she just stood like a statue at the door.

- Maybe she's shy?- he thought to himself.

"See you soon, by the way, the coat you are wearing is cool," he said kindly, and then left.

After Bruce left and went into his room, the girl's brain began to run like a stuck machine.

Her eyes blinked several times.

She glanced at the cake box that was in her lap, then glanced towards Bruce's room. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the box of cookies in her hand and then smiled happily.

"Hehehehe, Umaru had good luck today, thank you, uncle," she said happily.

Umaru went into her room while carrying a cake in a good mood. 

She thinks today is her lucky day. So Umaru opened her tablet and started the MMO game Gacha, as a result of which she managed to add a mountain of garbage to her collection.

While Umaru questions her luck, Bruce is cleaning his apartment room.

He cleaned his room, this room is not too dirty because it was just left by his former tenant a few days ago. After the clean-up session, he took out his daily items from the inventory, such as toiletries and so on. 

Bruce saves it for emergencies, prudence never harms anyone.

His eyes glanced at the 10-square-meter room and took out the futon and tatami. Bruce wanted to keep a king-size mattress in his inventory, but it didn't fit because it was too big.

"By the way, why is cleaning the house so tiring?" Bruce was wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"If I had magic, just wush… wush… and wait it out," he said as he lay on the futon.

His eyes twinkled at the thought of using magic that would make his life easier. Feeling motivated, he was determined to exercise in earnest from now on.

Closing his eyes, he meditated. 

This time he easily got into a state of focus, not as difficult as two days ago, when trying to concentrate alone was very difficult for him.

Entering a calm state, he began to sense mana in the atmosphere. They were flying through the air like little fireflies in his vision, flying here and there without a clear direction and being difficult to guess.

Bruce thought for a moment and focused his vision on his body. Mana granules flowed slowly through his veins and then circulated throughout the body.

He then tries to collect the mana that is in him, and it obeys his wishes.

The mana that was in him flowed through his veins and towards his palms, it worked. But slow, very slowly. With an overwhelming feeling of nervousness, he started his first magic after the accumulated mana was enough.

The element chosen by Bruce is that which is harmless and omnipresent, that is, the wind.

Bruce got up and stood with his palms open in front of his chest.

- Rasengan, imagine rasengan-

Bruce starts his magic practice, he doesn't know if what he is doing is right or not, because in most comics he reads, magicians can manipulate basic elements, and he wants to try it.

The room, which was originally without wind, suddenly had wind blowing. 

Feeling the cold wrap of wind around him, Bruce ordered the wind to gather in his palm.

Soft, manageable, but hard to control.

That was the nature of the wind he was feeling right now, the rasengan image on his head was perfect, but shaping it was still very difficult. Bruce did not give up, because giving up was not an option, so he continued training. 

This time he imagines the process, in his mind, the figure of Naruto makes the rasengan slowly take shape.

How he twisted his hands while making rasengan.

How is the chakra flowing in jutsu?

How is the sensation of the wind?

And finally, he imagines Naruto.

How that boy demonstrated determination and intention when using the jutsu. The intention is something that is not visible, but plays an important role in the visualization process because magic will follow the wishes of the user.

Slowly, Bruce felt the changes taking place in his palm. He focused his concentration and put more mana into the wind.

His eyes opened slightly to see the result, and Bruce was amazed to see the ball of wind spinning in his palm.

"I succeeded, hahahaha, I did it, yuhu " Bruce was happy with his first try.

Although the size of the rasengan was very small and looked weak, for the first experiment, it was enough, according to him. The rasengan instantly disappeared as soon as his focus was distracted. He wasn't too disappointed and tried other elemental magic.