Renjiro was glad Miwa helped him as he underwent a huge breakthrough. It also helped him warm up a bit towards Miwa. Miwa of course, noticed this and revelled in it.

After having a majority of his chakra-based questions answered by Miwa, Renjiro headed back to his room. The mental Fatigue he had could not allow him to continue with the chakra control techniques or his physical condition.

'What to do next?'

In the past week, Miwa had taken Renjiro around the clan compound and also to major parts of the village like the Hokage monument in the Hokage mountain, and some other tourist destinations.

Of course, the destination where they spent most of their time was the public playground. It seemed that Miwa wanted Renjiro to have a normal childhood and make friends in the village.

It did not quite work out how Miwa wanted, but she still hoped that when the boy would enrol to the academy he would make bonds with other children in the village.

'Let's go and find something to eat.'

Even in his past life, Renjiro had been a terrible cook and transmigrating did not change that. So for his own sake, he would either eat out or at Miwa's place. Renjiro preferred the former since the latter depleted his social battery.

Since he also wanted to take a break before going to the library for research later in the afternoon, eating was the best opportunity he could get.

"Why did I have to come to an earlier timeline in Naruto? The Ramen could really at this time."

Renjiro murmured as he snapped his chopsticks apart. Since Teuchi had yet to his Ichiraku ramen shop, Renjiro had his meal at some restaurant that mainly served grilled meat dishes and other variations.

'Good thing it is only a couple of years till he opens it.' Renjiro consoled himself as he savoured his meal.

The only reason that he did not enjoy the place was that the dishes that they were offering were too heavy for him, especially since he was still training. Other than that, it was still acceptable.

Having nothing else to do, Renjiro decided to head to the clan library. His top priority, besides chakra control exercises and physical conditioning, was to get a basic taijutsu technique and find ways how he could improve his Sharingan.

As Renjiro entered the library, he was met with the hushed reverence that permeated the air. The shelves were meticulously divided into sections, each tailored to a different level of proficiency: Genin, Chunin, Jonin, and other forbidden zones.

He was not even an academy student, at least not yet, so the knowledge he could access was limited. Renjiro's gaze swept across the library, searching for the knowledge that would help him advance his Sharingan.

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Unfortunately, all that was waiting for him was disappointment. As what he was searching for remained elusive.

The Uchiha had long held their dojutsu close to their hearts, guarding it from prying eyes and potential enemies. Such invaluable knowledge was not casually written down, for fear that it might fall into the wrong hands.

Instead, the methods and techniques for training the Sharingan were passed down through word of mouth, from mentor to pupil, in the crucible of training and experience.

'This sucks. I was hoping that I could do this on my own, but it seems I have no other option but to rely on Miwa again.'

Renjiro Lamented. He did not like to depend on others. But his current circumstances could not allow him to do as he pleases.

'Hope I do get a Taijutsu Technique. It would greatly help in my workouts.'

Renjiro moved to the Taijutsu section of the library. Most of the information available to him was the basic taijutsu used in the academy and the one used by the clan.

The taijutsu technique was called the Interceptor fist. This was something that Renjiro did not remember from the anime. It only made sense that since they had their own signature ninjutsu and genjutsu they would also have their own signature Taijutsu.

'I remember Sasuke copying Rock Lee's moves I just thought that they used their sharingan to copy their opponent's moves and integrate them into their fighting style.'

After getting the technique, he moved to the ninjutsu section of the library. Most of the jutsus there were E ranked with a majority of them being of fire chakra nature. No surprise.

'Hmm lemme see, the fireball jutsu that Fugaku taught his sons isn't Here. I guess he wouldn't teach them a weak jutsu.'

Renjiro was disappointed that the jutsus present were not up to par. But considering they were E rank, it was expected. He was only looking at the jutsu section due to curiosity.

'But what I can access now is limited. I am sure I will have access to better jutsus.'

Renjiro did not want to start practising Ninjutsu just yet. Renjiro wanted to spend the next three months or more with his current training plan to build a good foundation or, at least, a semblance of it. Plus, it was evident that his chakra control was not at an acceptable level. Yet.

As Renjiro was about to exit the library, his sharp and observant eyes caught a peculiar scene unfolding at the Library Help Desk. A young Uchiha, undoubtedly a genin or an academy student, stood there engaged in conversation with the librarian. In the librarian's outstretched hand, a delicate piece of paper rested, a fragment of parchment that intrigued Renjiro.

This paper, although seemingly ordinary at first glance, exuded an air of intrigue that couldn't escape his keen perception. Renjiro paused for a moment, his Sharingan's perceptive gaze capturing every detail.

The colour of the paper was fascinating. At first glance, it appeared to be pristine ivory. However, upon closer examination, Renjiro detected subtle streaks of light blue woven intricately into the fibres, resembling veins of chakra subtly infused within.

Renjiro couldn't help but recognize it with a sense of certainty. This was no ordinary piece of parchment.

'Is that a chakra paper? It definitely is.'

Renjiro decided to follow the young Uchiha ninja who had requested it. He approached the Library Help Desk and addressed the librarian with a quiet but determined tone.

"Excuse me," he began, "I'd like to request a piece of that paper, please."

"The chakra paper?" The librarian asked.

'I was right.' Renjiro thought as he nodded.

The librarian reached out for a fresh sheet of chakra paper, recognizing Renjiro as another member of the clan despite being taken aback by his crimson hair. She handed it to him, and Renjiro accepted it with a gracious nod of thanks.

However, unlike the young Uchiha he had observed earlier, Renjiro had a different intention.

'I'll use this when I get home,' he decided.

He wanted to ensure that the information regarding his elemental affinity remained confidential, known only to him. At the very least, he wanted to control what he allowed others to know and what he could keep to himself.

Renjiro knew that even such details about him could lead to his demise at the enemy's hands. Imagine if they were only prepared to counter his fire release then he uses water release. It never hurt having another ace up your sleeve.

As Renjiro arrived at his home, he was filled with anticipation. Inside the confines of his room, he set the chakra paper on a small, unassuming table.

'What were the results again? Crumpling up means lightning, getting damp means water, splitting into two means wind, burning up means fire and turning into dirt and crumbling away means earth.'

With a deep breath, Renjiro focused his chakra, allowing it to flow from his being into the paper. Renjiro watched with bated breath as the chakra paper, which had absorbed his chakra, began to respond to his inner energy.

To his surprise, the paper exhibited quite a dramatic transformation. It first, split neatly in half. Then, in a sudden burst of intensity, the paper ignited, the flames consuming it until nothing remained but a pile of fine, delicate ashes.

'What the hell??'