The first day of physical training at the ninja school had finally arrived, and I could feel the anticipation building within me. It was time to put my training to the test, to see if I could keep up with my fellow classmates. Little did I know just how challenging the day would be.

The morning sun cast a warm glow over the training grounds, and the air was filled with a sense of excitement and nervous energy. As I stood among my classmates, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of anxiety. This was where the true test of a shinobi's abilities began.

The day started with various tests and exercises. We were handed kunai and shuriken and instructed on the proper way to throw them. I watched as my peers effortlessly hit their targets, while my own attempts fell short missing the target by a meter.

It was clear that I had a long way to go in mastering these basic skills.

Next came the sparring sessions, a true test of our combat abilities. It was here my ego got raped.

I was paired with Kurenai, a future Genjutsu specialist. One that is trolled in the internet for using Genjutsu on Itachi Uchiha.

As the spar began, I found myself on the defensive, trying to evade Kurenai's attacks.

Her strikes were fast and furious, and it became clear to me that I was outmatched.

I tried to evade the punches but soon got hit by them on my guard.

Intense pain burst at the point of contact. I can hear the AI prompt about the bruising being formed.

Seriously this girl will be an eye candy cannon fodder in the future to highlight Itachi, but she is crushing me with ease.

After just a minute of confrontation, she had me cornered, and I could feel the cold steel of her kunai against my neck.

The bitchy thing was I only remember her pulling back from under my legs, making me fall back.

The next thing I know she is behind me with her kunai on my neck.

It was my first spar, and my various flaws became glaringly obvious. My lack of agility and experience left me vulnerable, and Kurenai had exploited those weaknesses without mercy.

As the spar ended, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration and disappointment. I had hoped to perform better, to prove myself to my peers. But instead, I had been soundly defeated, and the reality of my shortcomings weighed heavily on me.

But as I watched my classmates continue their training, I knew that I couldn't give up. The monster out in the world will not give me the peace of mind to sleep at night. So, I took the path that helped me stand above the other civilian born. AI, my cheat which means I should go to Library.

The physical training had left me exhausted, but my thirst for knowledge to make me strong was insatiable. I wanted to make the most of every opportunity at the ninja school, and that included soaking up as much information as I could.

The library was a treasure trove of books, each one holding the potential to expand the civilian's understanding of the shinobi world.

I began scanning the titles, my eyes flickering over the spines in search of something that piqued my interest.

[Ninja Handbook - A basic guidebook for ninja training.

Ninja Tools and Weapons - A reference book on various ninja tools and weapons.

Taijustsu in Konoha

Genjutsu introduction

Ninjutsu introduction

Hand seals

Seals and their origins

And much more]

As I delved deeper into the world of literature, I couldn't help but lose track of time. My AI worked tirelessly, scanning and storing the information from each book into my mind. It was a slow but rewarding process, and I knew that this knowledge would serve me well in the future.

As I was engrossed in my reading, a joyful commotion from the library entrance caught my attention. It was a familiar voice, filled with tears of happiness and relief. I turned to see Guy, the energetic and passionate student I had encountered before, and his father, Duy.

Guy had tears streaming down his face, and his father wore a proud and beaming smile. It was clear to me what happened,

"Guy! Duy!" I called out, unable to contain my curiosity.

They turned towards me, and Guy's tears of joy turned into a radiant smile. "Yuta! You won't believe it! I've been accepted into the ninja school!" he exclaimed.

I couldn't help but share in their happiness. Guy had a fiery spirit and a determination that was truly inspiring. His acceptance was well-deserved.

"That's incredible, Guy! Congratulations!" I said with genuine enthusiasm.

Duy clapped a hand on Guy's shoulder, his own eyes glistening with pride. "My son, a ninja in the making," he said, his voice filled with emotion.

As we chatted, I couldn't help but think it's absurd these two who are being ignored and disdained by everyone are the ones who will leave their names in history as legends.

[Might Duy: He was known by a different title among the villagers— Eternal Genin.

It was due to the flawed evaluation standards of current times, the maker of Eight gates is still Genin. He managed to break the seven swordsmen of mist in the future. A squad designed and accomplished to kill S ranks.]

[Might guy: One-line form Madara can describe Guy's potential, "I, Madara, declare you the strongest."]

After a few moments of conversation, I decided to share my own experiences from the day. I told them about my performance in the Taijutsu class, how I had struggled and fallen behind my classmates. The honesty in my voice must have been evident, as Guy and Duy listened intently.

"Yuta, everyone starts somewhere," Guy said with a reassuring smile. "You've got the determination, and that's what matters most. We can help you improve, just like I did."

Duy nodded in agreement. "Guy's right. We're a team now, and we'll help each other grow stronger."

Their words touched me deeply, and I felt a surge of gratitude. In this chance encounter, I had not only gained two friends but also found a support system that I hadn't expected.

As we left the library, I couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of determination. With Guy and Duy by my side, I knew that I had the strength and support to overcome any challenge that lay ahead. The journey to becoming a shinobi was a long and arduous one, but I was ready to face it head-on, with friends like Guy and Duy by my side.

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