RNP Chapter 52 Having Lunch with a Tsundere
Chapter 52 Having Lunch with a Tsundere
After the class finished introducing themselves, Iruka finally began his first lesson.
"Today we will learn the most basic knowledge of ninjas—the extraction and use of chakra."
Iruka picked up a piece of chalk and drew a simple diagram on the blackboard. "Chakra is the energy produced in the 130 trillion cells of the mind and body; it's the foundation for our ninjutsu..."
Naruto listened to Iruka's lecture while resting his chin on his hand. Although Naruto had learned this knowledge three years ago, he felt a strange sense of nostalgia as he sat in the classroom and reviewed it again.
After explaining chakra and how to refine it, Iruka began to explain hand seals.
Naruto thought the hand seals were pretty cool, but unfortunately, in the later stages, it was basically just clapping your hands together and shouting for something to happen, so this ritualistic way of forming hand seals became a rarity.
The second half of the course turned to the history of the ninja world.
Long ago, the concept of 'ninja villages' didn't exist in the ninja world. Ninjas fought each other in the name of their clans, and their average lifespan was less than thirty years...
When discussing the history of Konoha's founding, Iruka only mentioned Hashirama Senju's achievements in pacifying the chaotic world and establishing Konoha. He made no mention of the deeds of the other founder, Madara Uchiha.
After history class, sunlight streamed through the window and fell obliquely onto the desks. It was noon. Naruto excitedly opened his lunchbox, and Satsuki also unwrapped the lunchbox her mother had carefully prepared.
The two naturally began exchanging food, which became their regular interaction.
At the other end of the classroom, a few little boys huddled together whispering, their eyes occasionally glancing this way.
"Hey, did you guys see that? Satsuki and that blonde guy..."
Why would she eat with someone like that?
"How about... we invite her over?"
After a heated exchange of glances, a boy mustered up his courage and walked over. He deliberately straightened his back, trying to project an "elite" image.
"Um..." He stood in front of Zuo Yue's table, his voice unconsciously rising a few decibels, "You're from the Uchiha clan, right?"
After swallowing the food in her mouth, Zuo Yue looked up. In the sunlight, her dark eyes shone like jewels, instantly making the boy who had spoken to her blush.
"Hmm," she replied briefly, "Is there something you need?"
The boy said nervously, "I... I heard that talented children in the Uchiha clan begin training before even entering school..."
He grew more and more confident as he spoke, "Want to come over and have dinner with us? We can exchange training tips! My dad's a Jonin, and I started training before I even entered the Ninja Academy!"
As he spoke, he glanced smugly at Naruto. That's right, this was the idea the kids came up with: by inviting Satsuki, they could have lunch with Satsuki while leaving Naruto out.
Satsuki replied calmly, "No need, I already have a training partner."
The tone wasn't exactly polite, but it wasn't distant either; it was just a very flat rejection. Even so, the little boy standing in front of the table blushed instantly.
After all, they were just kids, and very shy. After being rejected so bluntly, they could only lower their heads and walk away quickly.
After the figure had walked away, Satsuki casually picked up her chopsticks, took a golden fried shrimp from her lunchbox, and gently placed it into Naruto's lunchbox.
"Here, try this. Mom knows you've been taking care of me, so she made this especially for you."
That's obviously a lie.
Actually, it was Satsuki herself who asked her mother to make an extra portion. Mikoto even gave a meaningful smile at the time, but how could she honestly admit to something like that?
"Really? That's really too much trouble for Aunt Mikoto." Naruto immediately picked up a fried shrimp and took a bite. The crispy outer layer made a crunching sound between his teeth, and the sweet shrimp meat melted on his tongue, making him squint his eyes involuntarily.
This is Naruto's evaluation: It's delicious, much better than what he makes himself. I can only say that she truly deserves to be the wife of the Uchiha clan leader.
After finishing his fried shrimp, Naruto took some char siu from his lunchbox and placed it in Satsuki's bowl as a trade. "Here, try my char siu. It certainly can't compare to yours..."
"Oh right, I also prepared some snacks." Naruto took a small bag out of his backpack, opened it to reveal several bright red snacks.
A derivative dish of candied hawthorn: candied cherry tomatoes.
Zuo Yue stared at the cherry tomatoes for two seconds before reaching out and picking one up. She took a small bite, and the sweet taste immediately spread across her tongue.
He still hasn't forgotten his favorite tomato dish...
It's already hard enough cooking for myself... and I still went out of my way to make these...
Satsuki ate her cherry tomatoes in small bites, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Naruto efficiently finishing his bento, with a little sauce on the corner of his mouth. She subconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe it off for him, but then she abruptly changed her mind and handed him a tissue.
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After a pleasant lunch, it was afternoon, and the teaching venue moved from the classroom to the playground. The afternoon class was physical education.
However, the course doesn't involve running together or anything like that; instead, it involves group training sessions.
"First sparring match: Uchiha Sasuke vs. Uzumaki Naruto!"
Satsuki's eyes lit up instantly. What great luck! She thought to herself, completely unaware that this might have been a deliberately orchestrated outcome.
In her arrogant mind, only Naruto was worthy of being her opponent in the entire class.
The two walked to the center of the arena, and Iruka solemnly announced the rules. "No real ninja tools allowed. Stop when you've made your move." He looked at them both. "Now, form the opposing hand seals."
Naruto and Sasuke simultaneously raised their hands, forming the standard opposing hand seals.
The students watching from the sidelines immediately stirred. Several little boys crowded in the front row, shouting loudly with red faces.
"Satsuki! Do your best!"
"Let's show that guy what you're made of!"
"Satsuki-san! Can you teach me shurikenjutsu after we're done?"
Satsuki ignored the noise, her gaze fixed on Naruto. A gentle breeze ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead, her dark eyes filled with unwavering focus.
Satsuki assumed a standard taijutsu starting stance. "I won't hold back."
Naruto smiled and assumed a starting stance. "I'll give it my all too."
Iruka swung his raised hand down sharply. "The battle begins!"