MTLNOVEL Chapter 9: Agility test (9)
Anyway, he planned to keep his promise, so in the next competition, he planned to win—and keep on winning until it was ingrained in his DNA or some stuff like that.
He would be number one, and stay at that spot, until he got everything he wanted. He sighed a bit.
If he aced this, he'd be fine.
Next, he was ready for the agility course—and yes, it was, in fact, what anyone would expect it to be.
The agility course was everything a budding shinobi could hate and love in equal measure: mud pits, rope climbs, balancing logs, wall runs, hanging chains, unstable wooden platforms, fake kunai traps, and—because the universe has a sense of humor—a surprise tripwire with a blaring horn that scared the soul out of your body if you touched it.
Seijuro, being the tactician he was, didn't rush. He slotted himself mid-line—right in the sweet spot where everyone else could exhaust themselves being flashy while he downloaded all their mistakes into his brain like a Genjutsu-flavored USB stick.
He wondered who would go first. Who was the idiot going to show everyone where all the traps were and where not to step?
Nawaki went first.
Fast? Yes. Graceful? Like a bowling ball down a staircase.
He faceplanted into the log crossing.
Slipped on the mud pit landing.
Missed the rope swing and brute-forced the wall climb with chakra-enhanced fingers.
Final Time: 4 minutes, 10 seconds.
Brute strength. Zero finesse. Still passed with flying fists.
Minato Namikaze — The Civilian Wonder
Nobody expected him to be good. Except Seijuro. He saw talent in the boy.
A lot of talent, and for his investment, he saw what he came here for.
Smooth jumps. Good timing. Efficient chakra footwork, though the boy did hesitate on the rope climb.
Final Time: 6 minutes.
Not bad, for someone with no clan name to flex.
Seijuro was beginning to think he had some Senju blood of some kind.
Next were the people with pink eyes.
Kaito Uchiha – He was fast. Pretty good, even. Wasn't even that nimble, but he was a tiny bit—just a bit—fast. Still more nimble than Nawaki, that's for sure.
Final Time: 3 minutes, 40 seconds
Takeshi Uchiha – Near identical form to Kaito, but added a flip during the rope swing because Uchiha Pride™.
Final Time: 3 minutes, 50 seconds
Mikoto Uchiha – Flawless. Light steps, efficient chakra control, not a single wasted movement. She used the log as a springboard instead of a stepping stone. Ninja ballerina energy.
Final Time: 3 minutes, 10 seconds
(Fastest Uchiha. No debate.)
The Hyuga Twins:
Hiashi & Hizashi Hyuga – Synchronized perfection. They didn't rush—they glided. Looked like they were walking on chakra rails again. Only downside? Too methodical.
Final Time (both): 4 minutes, 0 seconds
Clean, but not groundbreaking.
Then came his turn.
He had spent a lot of time analyzing all of his opponents as they did their part. He had to do this... perfectly.
He took a breath.
One look at the course and boom—mental blueprints downloaded. Once the data was inserted, he began his run.
Perfect log-jump into a roll.
He swung over the mud like a jungle cat. As he was that nimble.
He used chakra to enhance his limbs just enough to jump over the 8-foot wall—which was like twice his size. He was nine, so of course, his size wasn't the highest.
He wasn't exactly 4 feet tall, more like 4'11, maybe 5'0 in his sandals.
Anyway, as he ran up the platform, his hand reached the top, and he used his momentum to boost into a flip over the kunai trap like he was born for this.
Every single move executed exactly as the designers intended.
No wasted energy.
No wasted motion.
Just pure calculated agility.
He landed at the finish line like a leaf touching down on still water.
Final Time: 2 minutes, 50 seconds.
And just like that—
🥇 Top 10 Agility Test Rankings 🥇
Seijuro Kurama – 2:50
Mikoto Uchiha – 3:10
Kaito Uchiha – 3:40
Takeshi Uchiha – 3:50
Hiashi Hyuga – 4:00
Hizashi Hyuga – 4:00
Nawaki Senju – 4:10
Minato Namikaze – 6:00
Sadao Inuzuka – 6:20 (tried to use a dog for momentum, tripped over said dog)
Tama Aburame – 6:50 (used insects to feel out traps ahead, but forgot the part where he still had to move)
Seijuro stood at the end, hands on hips, casually sipping another cup of water.
He didn't smile. He didn't gloat. He simply adjusted his posture, cracked his neck again, and whispered under his breath:
"...As it should be."
Time to see what they'd throw at him next.
Would it be shuriken throwing? Genjutsu assessment? Taijutsu duels?
He was confident he could beat a bunch of kids in shuriken throwing. As for the jutsu assessment, where the students could show one jutsu they had mastered, he could make an illusion—something to get him first spot or something.
Or you know, an advanced use of the basic technique.
He didn't need no fireball jutsu.
He sighed to himself a bit.