In the early morning light, Ishi stirred awake, blinking against the soft glow filtering through his window. His heart pounded as fragments of the previous night's excitement surged back into his consciousness. With a jolt, he sat up, fearing that what he had written on the parchment was just a dream.

Throwing off his blanket, Ishi rushed to his desk, his feet barely touching the floor in his haste. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the parchment, half-expecting it to be blank or filled with the scrawls of a tired mind. But there it was, clear as day, an exasperated sigh left him as he thought about his own antics. He lightly snickered to himself as he went through his notes and his memories that were now seeming even more far fetched. ‘Heh farfetch'd more like’ Ok that one made even him cringe so with a cough he acted like he hadn't thought up his first pokemon dad joke and moved on.

His sensei was the living embodiment of "don’t judge a book by its cover." She had taught the art of meditating while moving to a certain MC, and even speculated that one could meditate while fighting, if skilled enough. Her first bit of advice was to begin with small, menial tasks and work up from there. Mastering this skill meant being able to fight proficiently while maintaining a steady flow of inward aura. ‘Or at least that's what I’m going for,’ he thought as he didn’t really have any proof that this technique would work in any shape, manner, or form, just a feeling.

Ishi couldn't recall how long it took that certain King to learn the technique, but he remembered that the King had extensive martial knowledge from his past life. Ishi, on the other hand, only had the training from this life. This got him thinking about the various ninja tricks and whether he could maintain a steady inward flow of aura while using them. The most basic one to try this with would be the Ninja Flicker Step, a burst of speed and motion.

Determined to put it to the test, Ishi then realised a vital flaw in his logic, he still hadn't really gotten a feel for aura and that would most definitely be important for this technique. He decided that the best course of action would be to increase the amount of aura he had, hoping it would help him better understand it. ‘Status’ he thought.

Name:

Will Ranger/Ishi Sukauto

Level:

4

200/800 Exp

Class:

N/A

Sub-Class:

N/A

Strength:

6

Dexterity:

9

Constitution:

4

Aura:

1->3

Mana:

N/A

Abilities:

Appraisal - Multilingual

Available Points:

14->10

The immediate effect was noticeable with Ishi feeling more connected to the space around him. His eyes glowed dark blue for a second before returning to their original colour, going unnoticed as there was no reflective surface in his line of sight. Ishi grinned and the feeling ran through him like a shiver, but also noticed that his stats had only gone up by 2 even though he had used 4 points.

Congratulations On Improving The Special Stat Aura! You May Have Noticed The Fact That It Takes Two Stat Points To Raise It Once, Those Are The Rules Don’t Question It. :)

Reading the message made Ishi want to revisit the thought that the system was most assuredly sentient but the thought would likely open a huge can of worms that he really just didn’t want to get into at the moment.

‘Refocusing’ he thought, shaking himself back to his body's current state. The new feeling in his body would take time to get used to. Ishi moved slowly as he allowed himself a few minutes to get comfortable with the new sensations of his heightened sense of self.

Once he grew accustomed, he began trying the technique he remembered, beginning with trying to draw his aura to his hand while clenching and unclenching his right fist. He was trying to gather any aura around him into his opening and closing fist ‘Almost like a gravitational or magnetic effect’ he mused. Suddenly, a quest notification popped up startling him out of his concentration and his brain wandering over the mechanics of it. But when he read it the Evil grin turned even more sinister in his joy.

Congratulations! You Have Learnt The “Otherworldly Aura Cultivation Technique”

Confirmed. Quest Created:

You Have Used Your Previous Lifes Knowledge To Give Yourself A Boost In Strength. Master The ‘Otherworldly Aura Cultivation Technique'!

Progress:

Otherworldly Aura Cultivation Technique - 0.06%

Rewards: + 1 Stat Point To Aura Every 10% Mastery, Sub-Class Aura-Ninja When Mastered Completely.

Accept: Y/N

Feeling absolutely moved by this scene he will quickly accept the quest, Because ya know duuuuh, but also he began to wonder what will happen when he completes this quest along with his other quest with a reward of a Sub-Class. ‘Meh not my problem, that's future me’s issue,’ mentally tossing the proverbial ball and hoping his future self caught it.

***

In the fresh light of morning, the village was alive with the usual bustle of daily activities, but for Ishi, this day held a special significance. He rushed to find his friends, Ivy and Senpei, at their usual meeting spot, his news too good to wait.

“Guys, guys!” Ishi called out as he spotted them near the old oak tree, where the leaves cast dappled shadows on the ground.

“What’s up, Ishi? You look like you’ve caught a Legendary Pokémon or something,” Senpei jokes, noticing Ishi’s barely contained excitement.

Ivy elbowed Senpei playfully before turning her attention to Ishi. “What happened? Tell us everything!”

“They approved it! I can start learning about Pokémon directly!” Ishi burst out. He recounted the entire meeting with the elders and Chief Hanzo, not missing a single detail. “And there’s more - I’m meeting one of the elders this morning. She was at the meeting and she’s going to teach me the basics about Pokémon behaviour and stuff. It’s just a trial for now, but it’s a start!” ‘I’ll keep my aura shenanigans to myself for now, I can never be too careful.’

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Ivy’s eyes widened, and a broad smile spread across her face. “That’s amazing, Ishi! You’re actually going to work with a real Pokémon trainer!”

Senpei looked impressed. “Wow, that’s really cool. You have to tell us everything later, okay? Don’t leave out a single detail!”

“Promise!” Ishi replied, his voice firm. He checked the small clock at the town square. “I’ve got to go now, or I’ll be late for my first session. I’ll meet up with you guys right here this afternoon and tell you all about it.”

“Go on, then. Don’t keep the elder waiting!” Ivy said, shooing Ishi away with a laugh. “And good luck, Ishi!”

With a wave and a grin, Ishi dashed off, his heart racing with anticipation. As he headed towards the elder’s home, he had been given directions before he left, his mind buzzed with questions and possibilities. What would the elder be like? What Pokémon would he meet? Today marked the first real step into a broader world, one filled with the mysteries and wonders of Pokémon.

The house was simple, nestled against a backdrop of blooming trees. Ishi took a moment to steady his breath before knocking gently on the door. The elder, a wise and kindly woman named Elder Tama, answered the door with a warm smile.

"Ah, you must be Ishi," she said, her voice soft yet carrying an undercurrent of authority. "Come in, come in. We have much to discuss and learn today.”

As Ishi stepped inside, he took in the sight of various Pokémon-themed items and pictures decorating the small living room, each telling a story of Elder Tama's long history with these creatures. His eyes widened in awe, and his mind raced with questions and curiosity about what the day would hold.

Elder Tama led him to a small study where they would begin their session. "First, we'll start with the basics of Pokémon behaviour and how to approach them safely," she explained, motioning Ishi to take a seat.

***

The morning passed in a blur of learning, with Ishi absorbing every word and eagerly participating in the discussions. He felt like he was opening a door to a whole new world - a world he had dreamed of for so long.

The session wound down, and Elder Tama praised his attentiveness and quick learning. "You did very well, Ishi. I look forward to our next session.”

As Ishi prepared to leave, feeling accomplished and eager to share his morning’s adventures, Elder Tama stopped him with a gentle, "Wait, Ishi. There's someone I'd like you to meet as a reward for your hard work today." Her eyes twinkled with a hint of surprise.

She led Ishi to the back of her house, where a lush garden bloomed vibrantly. There, lounging beneath a flowering tree, was a Simisage, its eyes observant and posture relaxed. Ishi's mouth dropped open in awe, and his eyes sparkled as if stars had settled into them, reflecting the depth of his wonder and excitement.

"This is Simisage," Elder Tama introduced. "Simisage, this young ninja is Ishi."

‘Damn I’ve already appraised a Simisage when I was younger, no free Exp for me,’ though that negative was quickly banished from his mind as he looked at the Simisage closer.

Simisage eyed Ishi with a discerning gaze, its expression one of mild curiosity. Ishi, momentarily stunned by the presence of such a cool Pokémon, quickly regained his composure. Remembering the lessons from earlier, he cautiously stepped forward.

"Hi, Simisage! I learned a lot today about Pokémon, and I hope we can be friends," Ishi said earnestly, extending his hand towards Simisage in a gesture of friendship.

Simisage glanced at Elder Tama, who nodded encouragingly. With a gentle smile breaking across his face, Simisage reached out, ruffling Ishi's hair playfully before firmly shaking his hand. The gesture was both an acceptance and a sign of trust, something Ishi felt deeply.

"Thank you, Elder Tama, for introducing me to Simisage," Ishi said, his voice filled with genuine gratitude. The elder smiled warmly, pleased with the behaviour of both the boy and the Pokémon.

"You're very welcome, Ishi. Remember today's lessons well. They will serve you as you continue on your path," Elder Tama advised, her tone both kind and instructive.

As Ishi waved goodbye to Simisage and Elder Tama, his heart was full of joy and his mind raced with excitement about telling his friends. "Oh, they're going to be so jealous!" he thought with a grin. The walk back to his usual meeting spot with Ivy and Senpei felt shorter than ever, buoyed by the thrill of his first real Pokémon interaction and the anticipation of sharing the news.

Today wasn't just another step in his journey; it was a leap towards his dreams, and Ishi couldn't wait to see where the path would lead him next.

Ishi found Ivy and Senpei exactly where he thought they'd be, lounging near the edge of the hay fields, their expressions eager and full of curiosity. As soon as they spotted him approaching, both of them jumped up, bombarding him with questions before he even had a chance to catch his breath.

"Tell us everything, Ishi! Did you get to see any Pokémon?" Senpei asked, barely containing his excitement.

"What was it like? Did you learn lots of new stuff?" Ivy chimed in, her eyes wide with anticipation.

Grinning broadly, Ishi launched into his tale. "Oh, it was amazing! Elder Tama taught me so much about Pokémon behaviour, and guess what? I met a real Pokémon!" His voice was filled with pride and excitement.

"A real Pokémon? Which one?" Senpei leaned in closer, his curiosity piqued.

"It was a Simisage!" Ishi exclaimed. "He’s so cool! He even shook my hand and ruffled my hair!" Ishi demonstrated the handshake dramatically, waving his arms with exaggerated motions.

Ivy giggled at his antics. "That sounds so fun! Simisage, huh? They're supposed to be really smart and tricky.”

"Yeah, and Simisage looked super smart. His eyes were like, 'I know all sorts of things,'" Ishi said, narrowing his eyes and putting on his most 'wise' expression, which only made his friends burst into laughter.

"Bet you can't wait to meet more Pokémon and learn from them! I’m so incredibly jealous" Senpei said, still chuckling.

"Definitely! And when I'm a great trainer, I'll catch all sorts of Pokémon. Maybe even a Simisage!" Ishi’s imagination was already running wild with possibilities.

The conversation turned into playful banter, with each child boasting about the type of Pokémon they would like to meet or catch. Ivy claimed she would find the most beautiful and elegant Pokémon, while Senpei insisted he’d go for the strongest ones.

Their playful arguments led to a game of pretend Pokémon battles. They ran around the fields, mimicking different Pokémon moves they'd seen in battle held in the Academy or heard about from their parents or older ninjas. Ishi pretended to summon Simisage, using exaggerated ninja moves as his 'attacks,' while Ivy and Senpei countered with their imaginary Pokémon allies.

Though it looked like he was just purely goofing off he was still trying to use his aura technique whenever he moved, especially in his hands. He got Mixed results but he didn’t mind all that much, there was plenty of time.

They darted through the tall grass and hay barrels, their laughter and shouts filled the air, echoing across the fields. They took turns 'battling' and 'training' their Pokémon, their games only limited by their imaginations.

After a while, exhausted but happy, they collapsed onto the grass, looking up at the sky and discussing future adventures. "One day, we'll have real Pokémon battles," Ishi declared, still catching his breath.

"And we'll be the best trainers in the village!" Ivy added, her enthusiasm undiminished.

"Yeah, and we'll explore new places and meet all kinds of Pokémon," Senpei said dreamily, his mind already wandering to distant lands and epic journeys.

As the afternoon sun began to dip lower in the sky, they knew it was almost time to head home. But the day's adventures had only fueled their dreams further, each child more determined than ever to make those dreams a reality. For now, though, they were content to share these moments, their friendship strengthened by shared aspirations and playful escapades in the fields of their quiet village.

As the trio lay sprawled on the grass, their chatter about future Pokémon adventures paused momentarily as they watched the clouds drift lazily across the sky. Ishi, ever brimming with ideas and enthusiasm, turned to his friends with a mischievous grin.

"Hey, you know what? I can make each of you a Pokéball, if you want" he offered suddenly, the idea sparking into his mind as vividly as if he'd planned it all along.

Senpei and Ivy turned to him, their expressions a mix of surprise and excitement. "Really? You can do that?" Senpei asked, his eyes wide with anticipation.

"Yeah, Mr. Suru is still teaching me more about making them. I want to make one for each of you," Ishi explained, proud to share his new skills.

"What colours would you like?" Ishi prodded, eager to start planning their custom designs.

After a moment's thought, Senpei's face lit up with a clear vision. "I want mine to be blue and white," he declared, imagining how cool it would look. "Like the sky and clouds!"

Ivy, with her usual flair for more vibrant aesthetics, chimed in with her own choice. "Can I have green and orange? It would look like a sunset behind the trees. That would be so pretty!"

Ishi nodded enthusiastically, his mind already picturing how he would craft each one. "Blue and white for Senpei, and green and orange for Ivy. Got it!”

The revelation that Ishi could actually create something so meaningful and personalized left his friends momentarily stunned but deeply impressed. Their shock quickly morphed into a flurry of questions about how he would make them and when they could expect their unique gifts.

"I'll start working on them as soon as I can. It might take a little time to get them just right," Ishi explained, his tone serious to match the importance of the task. "But I promise they’ll be worth the wait!”

Senpei punched the air with a whoop. "This is going to be awesome! We'll have the coolest Pokéballs in the village!"

Ivy nodded, her smile bright. "Thank you, Ishi. It's going to be so special having something you made."

Their conversation drifted to possible adventures they might have with their new Pokéballs, each scenario more elaborate and exciting than the last. As they talked, the sun began to set, casting long shadows over the field and painting the sky in hues that matched the Pokéballs they had just dreamed up.

Bursting through the door with his usual enthusiasm, Ishi found his parents in the living room, winding down after their day. "Mom, Dad, you won't believe how cool Kiri the Simisage was!" he exclaimed before regaling them with every detail of his interaction. He described Simisage’s intelligent gaze, the way the Pokémon had ruffled his hair, and how he had learned to understand a bit about Pokémon behaviour.

Shion and Haku listened intently, sharing looks of amusement and pride as Ishi animatedly talked about his experiences. When he finally paused for breath, Haku leaned forward with a twinkle in his eye. "It sounds like you had a fantastic time, Ishi. Speaking of Pokémon, would you like to go hang out with Talonflame and Bisharp?”

Ishi's excitement momentarily halted, his brain needing a full second to process the offer. "Absolutely!" he shouted, his voice echoing slightly in the cosy room. His response was so swift and loud that it drew a hearty laugh from both his parents.

"Alright, let’s go to the backyard then," Shion said with a smile, leading the way. Ishi followed, practically bouncing with each step.

In the backyard, Shion called softly to her Pokémon, and with a majestic flutter, Talonflame swooped down from its perch, landing gracefully near them. Its fiery plumage glowed under the backyard lights, and its sharp gaze assessed Ishi curiously. Nearby, Bisharp stood stoic and imposing, its metallic body catching the light as it turned to face the young boy.

Ishi's eyes were wide with awe as he took in the sight of the two powerful Pokémon. "Hi, Talonflame! Hi, Bisharp!" he greeted, his voice a mixture of excitement and a touch of nervousness.

"Talonflame, Bisharp, come say a proper hello to Ishi," Haku introduced. "Ishi has been learning a lot about Pokémon, and he's very eager to get to know you both much more deeply."

Talonflame let out a soft chirp, which Ishi took as a greeting, and Bisharp nodded slightly, the movement precise and dignified. Encouraged by their responses, Ishi stepped a little closer, still respecting their space.

"You can pet Talonflame, just be careful of her feathers, they can be quite warm," Shion advised gently.

Ishi reached out slowly, and under Shion's watchful eye, he gently stroked Talonflame’s feathers, marvelling at their warmth and texture. Bisharp, observing quietly, allowed Ishi a close look, though it remained still, its sharp edges a reminder of its battle capabilities.

"Thanks, Mom and Dad," Ishi said, his voice full of wonder and gratitude. "This is the best day ever!"