Compared to the first time Jonathan was in the Leaf, he had not learned to access his chakra yet. Naruto, at a young age, was capable of leaping on buildings as well as jumping off the Hokage's mountain without worry. As long as Jonathan understood the physics of this world, it was possible for him to exceed those features.

But this was only a hypothesis.

If Jonathan was to be prepared for bigger challenges, he had to undergo training. Mere physical exercises alone would not get him far. What Jonathan needed first was an advantage, the sharingan. Naruto was gifted a tailed beast but didn't know how to tame it. All the Uchihas were gifted the sharingan but not many knew how to advance it.

From what Jonathan understood, the show's original premise was that with hard work, one could surpass those who were born talented. This statement couldn't be further from the truth. Jonathan found it hypocritical. The main character, who was born only a few hours ago, was part of a clan that carried an abundance of chakra. On top of this, he was essentially born with a monster that would consistently grant him more chakra. Naruto, to Jonathan, was a living lie.

In this world, only those born with enough talent would be able to make any difference. Jonathan had accepted that fact years ago when he saw how weak Sasuke Uchiha made Naruto Uzumaki look.

Jonathan did not care for the sharingan, nor did he particularly like the Uchiha clan to begin with. They were in themselves a walking anomaly. With it, however, he could further expedite his goals. When Jonathan came to that conclusion while passing through the streets of the now destroyed Leaf village, he thought to himself, 'One person's death in this world is not enough to help me return home. I'll need to slay them all.'

If interacting with this world's people wasn't enough, and one person's untimely death hadn't done anything, Jonathan's only option was to disrupt this world's structure to such a degree that something or someone would be forced to answer his questions. One of which was how he got here and why he was here in the first place. Jonathan wouldn't care if he had to slay every single person to find that answer.

With that bold statement engraved in his heart, he stopped in front of the streets where most of the Leaf's shops were located. Jonathan walked to one of the empty buildings. There was no one here. Either people were by the hospital or they were out and about looking for missing civilians. It was the perfect opportunity for Jonathan to gather his necessities.

After searching two broken-down buildings, he finally found what he was looking for. At a shop next to Shushu-ya's bar, Jonathan managed to pick up a fishing pole. This was all he needed for at most a week. To his contentment, Jonathan departed to his next destination.

The Leaf Village had many places to hide. What most people would face, however, was being homeless or trying to fend for themselves in the wild. Now that Jonathan had acquired chakra, he could freely choose any of these locations without needing a roof over his head. People wouldn't bother him so long as he kept his distance. Jonathan had been planning for this for months. He already knew where he was going to settle for a bit. Of all those places, he chose the Forest of Death.

Jonathan didn't want to stay somewhere he knew people would be. This was because of Hiruzen Sarutobi. After the death of the fourth Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi would retain the position of Hokage. When this occurred, he would again use his crystal ball technique, a skill that allowed him to peek at people's locations. Though Jonathan's existence was not known to the Hokage, he was not going to give him any chances to discover him. The Forest of Death was the perfect location for Jonathan to venture in and out of. It was not just large enough, it was a place no one entered multiple times throughout the year.

Now was the perfect time to hide until Jonathan finished his work.

Being familiar with the Leaf Village's layout already, Jonathan dashed to the area. He moved precisely in locations where guards, patrols, or helpers were not scouting. Like a slithering serpent, he managed to stay out of sight until he reached his destination. The forest was a lot larger than he remembered. Without hesitating, he leaped right over the fence and ran into the deep, dark territory.