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Three days later, at 2:00 PM.
A gentle breeze blew through the courtyard, causing the vines entwined around the fence to sway softly, rustling in the wind.
Under the eaves, the light yellow, slender bamboo tubes and various colored shells hanging from the faded red string of the wind chime swayed gently, creating a clear and elegant melody.
Bright sunlight sneaked through the window slats, spilling into the room like a playful young girl with legs, circling around the elegant cabinets, leaping onto the wooden table, and pausing for a moment on the stack of thick scrolls, documents, and notes.
Then it moved onto the floor, then to the sofa, spreading to the sleeping handsome face, gently caressing his slightly furrowed brows.
A light breeze blew, the golden light dancing in the wind. The swaying golden skirt brushed past his side face, as if giving him a shy kiss, leaving a faint warmth.
"Ugh!" Uchiha Tōshirō suddenly woke up, sitting up from the sofa. He looked at the scattered notes on the table, pinched his temples, and cleared his head.
The scrolls and books on the table mostly introduced techniques for extracting, condensing, and controlling chakra. Over the past two months, he would always set aside time to browse them during his spare time from training. Whenever he read something profound or had doubts or conjectures, he would record them in a specially prepared notebook. A good memory is not as reliable as a poor pen, and he deeply believed this.
He got up and tidied up the scattered documents and notes on the table. Then he went to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, refreshed himself, and returned to the living room.
"Tōshirō (nickname)! Are you home? We've come to play!" At that moment, Uchiha Ryūka's loud voice echoed from the courtyard outside, accompanied by the chatter of the other kids.
Yes, it was "Tōshirō (nickname)" and not "Tōshirō." As the game of Werewolf spread among the children of the clan in recent days, as the inventor of the game and having played roles such as Hook Wolf and Charge Wolf multiple times, he earned this nickname from his friends, who were amazed and impressed.
"Don't give people random nicknames like that! Idiot!" As the game spread among the children of the clan, Uchiha Tōshirō also noticed an interesting characteristic.
For some reason, everyone tacitly agreed not to spread the game outside, playing it only within the Uchiha clan grounds. This created a subtle sense of superiority among the children.
"Not today! Someone will be delivering the things I ordered soon, and there can't be no one at home!"
"Is that so?" Uchiha Ryūka seemed to have been hit by a blow, looking somewhat dejected. Suddenly, he seemed to have an idea and perked up.
"Why don't we play at Tōshirō's house today?"
"No way!" He harshly rejected Uchiha Ryūka's suggestion again. "Are you kidding?" If these kids came inside and played for the afternoon, who knows what chaos would ensue. Wouldn't he and Uchiha Mika have to clean up afterward?
After a few words, he dismissed the new friends he had made in recent days. Uchiha Tōshirō didn't return to the main house but entered the building on the left side of the house.
This old house, passed down from his ancestors, had a very unique layout. The central part of the house was the living space, with bedrooms, kitchen, living room, bathroom, and dining room. On the right was a spacious dojo used for the children's training.
The building on the left was more like a ninja armory, displaying various ninja tools such as shuriken, kunai, steel wire, fuma shuriken, wakizashi, short swords, tachi, ninja vests, arm guards, and cloaks.
Uchiha Tōshirō also found a set of crimson layered armor with a Sengoku-style design in one of the boxes. However, there were no explosive tags or poisonous items, which he assumed had been removed in advance.
Taking a cloth and oil from a cabinet, Uchiha Tōshirō began carefully maintaining the weapons one by one. This was a task assigned to him by Uchiha Mika.
In her view, since Uchiha Tōshirō was so precocious, it wasn't a bad thing for him to learn about the items ninjas use in missions and battles early on. After teaching him the methods and supervising him once, she entrusted this task to Uchiha Tōshirō.
Half an hour later, after completing his work, Uchiha Tōshirō picked up a wooden sword and headed to the dojo on the left.
Holding his breath and focusing, Tōshirō held the sword with both hands, his eyes fixed on the vital points of the dummy in front of him—its head, neck, heart, kidneys, and other critical areas.
"Ha!" With a loud cry, Tōshirō swung the sword with all his might, striking the dummy's face, producing a dull thud as the wooden sword collided with the wooden dummy.
Feeling the shock from the intense collision through the hilt and the numbness in his palms, he didn't stop but instead attacked the dummy's vital points with even greater speed, slashing, chopping, stabbing, and slicing.
The intensity of the full-out burst quickly gave way to a lull. In just ten minutes, the frequency of the dull thuds from the wooden sword and the dummy's collisions gradually slowed until they were barely audible.
Thirty minutes later, Uchiha Tōshirō, panting and drenched in sweat, had to stop his training.
Returning to the living room, Uchiha Tōshirō picked up the prepared salt water, took a big gulp, and let out a long breath. He then picked up an apple from the table, took a large bite, and sat down on the sofa to rest.
Recalling the various books and documents he had read over the past few months, and his memories of the anime *Naruto* from his previous life.
Chakra, the source of a ninja's power, is produced by the combination of mental energy and physical energy. In more scientific terms, mental energy comes from the brain.
As a person's knowledge, experience, and age grow, and as their spirit undergoes repeated breakthroughs or elevations, mental energy increases. Physical energy, on the other hand, is improved through arduous physical training, recovery from injuries, and the supplementation of food, as well as continuous self-breakthroughs and age growth.
There should also be cultivation methods corresponding to Yin Release and Yang Release. However, after searching through all the family's books, he found nothing. With no other choice, Uchiha Tōshirō could only improve himself through arduous training.
"Hmm! The clan's secret archives should have the cultivation methods for Yin Release and Yang Release. For now, I'll put it aside, but in the future, I must find a way to get them..." The Uchiha clan, at the very least, should have the cultivation method for Yin Release.
(End of Chapter)