The Shimura Actually Has Ice Release

After blasting the targets away, Danzō explained the so-called chakra nature transformation, then went on to introduce the elemental affinities and their counters.

Water beats fire, fire beats wind, wind beats lightning, lightning beats earth, and earth beats water.

Although there are these counter relationships, they only really apply when both sides are using chakra techniques of equal scale. If your opponent has significantly more chakra than you...

You know Madara, right? If that guy spits out a Fire Release technique and you foolishly try to block it with a Water Release, then sorry—unless you're a water-style powerhouse like Tobirama, you're just going to end up roasted.

So, if you want to live comfortably in the Shinobi World, it all comes down to having good bloodlines.

Take the Uchiha, for example—they practically got mobile suits in the later stages. You could say it's a must-have bloodline for any isekai protagonist.

And if that's too much to hope for, at least get some Uzumaki blood in your veins—strong vitality and tons of chakra.

As for someone like me, with an ordinary kekkei genkai...

Might as well wait for Old Man Danzō to drop some gold coins.

Thinking about how Ice Release was portrayed in the original story, Takeshi just wanted to cry.

If only he were the Uchiha's illegitimate child—maybe with a little luck and some protagonist plot armor, he could even awaken an Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

If Danzō knew that his own son would rather be an Uchiha, he'd probably curse the "evil Uchiha" for corrupting his child.

"You give it a try too."

Danzō stepped aside slightly and pointed at a target that had somehow been propped back up again, speaking in a calm tone.

"Yes."

Takeshi walked to where Danzō had just stood and got into position.

Wind chakra, huh...

For Takeshi, who could already condense ice crystals using chakra, this wasn't anything difficult.

If he could show off a little for the old man, maybe Danzō would be happy enough to reduce his Ryūma beatings. If he got really lucky, he might even get some extra pocket money.

With that thought, Takeshi began forming hand seals.

Rat – Hare – Dog

"Those seals..."

Danzō's heart skipped a beat. He looked at Takeshi with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"Wind Release: Vacuum Wave."

Feeling the wind chakra gather in his throat, Takeshi suddenly spat in the direction of the target.

Sharp wind blades instantly sliced through all the humanoid dummies on the field. Even the wall at the far end was carved with a deep gash.

"That chakra volume... As expected, ninja with kekkei genkai are born with more chakra than normal people."

Squinting as he assessed Takeshi's state—if it had been an ordinary child, performing a jutsu of this level would have left them completely drained.

And he even hit the target accurately...

"So, how was it, Father?"

Not hearing any praise, Takeshi asked directly.

"As expected of my son."

Only after hearing Takeshi's voice did Danzō nod.

Takeshi barely had time to feel happy before Danzō's next words wiped the joy right off his face:

"But your hand seal speed is still too slow. Starting tomorrow, you'll increase your seal training time."

Takeshi's fist clenched tightly.

A real man should stand tall between heaven and earth...

"Hm? Did you hear me?"

Danzō looked down when he didn't get a reply.

Flexibility is the essence of survival!

"Yes, Father."

Takeshi nodded with a smile.

...

Amid training filled with hardship, pain, blood, and sweat, the day of the entrance exam finally arrived.

"Yo, Kakashi."

At the gate of the Ninja Academy, Takeshi greeted Kakashi.

"Mm."

Responding with his usual indifference, Kakashi glanced behind Takeshi.

"Your father didn't come?"

"He said he'd be here later. Told me to go in on time. What about Sakumo-san?"

Takeshi, who didn't care if Danzō showed up or not, asked about Sakumo instead.

"Who knows."

Kakashi shrugged and pulled out a book from his pocket, starting to read.

"Kakashi, Takeshi!"

Before Takeshi could continue, Asuma suddenly squeezed through the crowd and greeted the two.

"Let me guess, your dad didn't show up either."

Takeshi didn't even need to ask—he already knew the Third Hokage was probably swamped with work.

"Doesn't matter whether he comes or not. By the way, I bet Obito's late again. I just saw Rin with her mom earlier."

Asuma looked around but didn't see Obito anywhere.

"Is there a day he's not late? He's probably off helping some old man again."

After nearly a year of knowing Obito, Takeshi was already used to his constant tardiness.

"If he misses today, he'll have to wait until next year."

Asuma finally spotted the person he'd been looking for, waved at the two, and ran off.

"Anyway, I'm out. Catch you guys later!"

Ah, it was Yūhi Kurenai.

Following Asuma's line of sight, Takeshi saw Kurenai, just as expected.

"Yo, Takeshi."

An arm wrapped around his neck, and with a familiar scent wafting in, Takeshi didn't even have to turn to know who it was.

"Hey, Anko... There are a lot of people here, you know."

"Hehe, so what? You shy or something?"

Anko poked Takeshi's cheek, grinning from ear to ear.

This girl... definitely a loud and brash type. Shame she's still too young. If she pulled this kind of move ten years later, I'd probably fall for her.

But right now...

I, Shimura Takeshi, son of Danzō, future leader of the second generation of Root—can only find her annoying.

So...

Let her hug me. It's not like it costs me anything.

Takeshi rolled his eyes and let Anko mess with him.

"Obito..."

Anko looked around, blinking. She was just about to speak when Takeshi cut her off:

"Don't bother. Yes, he's late again. And you're the second person to ask."

"Tch. So not cute."

Annoyed at being interrupted, Anko grabbed Takeshi's head and gave his hair a good rub.

Before she could go any further, two ninjas wearing flak jackets and forehead protectors appeared at the school gate.

They slowly opened the doors, and a few teachers came out, first separating the children from their parents and then organizing the kids into lines to enter the school.

"I'm off, Father!"

"Mm, Guy—burn with youthful passion!"

Two loud voices rang out. Before Takeshi could even get a look at the source, Anko pushed him inside.

...

"There are quite a few promising kids this year."

In the principal's office, Sarutobi Hiruzen stood by the window, hands behind his back, watching the line of students below.

"..."

Behind him, Danzō sat silently, offering no reply.

"Not going to check on Takeshi?"

Not hearing a response, Hiruzen turned around, a smile playing on his lips as he pulled a smoking pipe from who-knows-where and settled into the principal's chair.

"I know my son's capabilities very well."

Picking up the tea in front of him, Danzō remained calm and unmoved.

"But what about you? Isn't Asuma usually looked after by Biwako? He hasn't learned a single thing from you. Is that really okay?"

Taking a sip, Danzō set the cup down and began teasing Hiruzen instead.

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