Educating Kumogakure’s future shinobi was an exhausting venture and Satoshi still felt fatigued from his previous forays attempting to instill wisdom and skill in some talented youngsters. There existed too much liability in the endeavor nowadays. If he joined the Anbu and killed people he’d be hailed as a hero, but heaven forbid he lose a student or two while teaching them some particularly ambitious lesson. Today Satoshi planned to take things a bit easier, primarily because he needed the rest, but also since killing off ninjas in their formative years rendered them useless for defending Cloud after Satoshi had retired.
Satoshi had situated himself in the center of a large, vacant field of freshly trimmed grass. Typically this expanse would be devoted to sports or recreation but Satoshi was assiduously engaged in assembling an elaborate obstacle course. Certainly he had a lesson planned for the intrepid young student Takagi Shuya, but first his pupil would have to reach him first.
A stalwart barricade of barbed wire fence had been erected around the entire perimeter of the field, leaving only one entrance for Shuya to traverse. Directly through this opening was a narrow corridor, approximately 100m in length, of smoldering hot coals which were lined on both sides by more razor-sharp fencing. At the end of this corridor stood a tall hurdle which was followed in succession by many additional hurdles of varying height down a grassy avenue of 500m. At the conclusion of the hurdles towered a fake mountain wall of colossal height, which must be overcome to reach the next destination. There was no rope or safety provisions of any kind, but numerous rocks jutted out from the slope which could be climbed with hands and feet. When one descended from this stone wall, the floor consisted of nothing but rubber tires for a long stretch of distance which made walking arduous. The tire path eventually led into a pit where two hungry dogs were running in circles and barking ferociously, but if one conquered all of the obstacles along the way and reached the rope latter on the opposite side of the pit, they could climb upwards and arrive at a halcyon stretch of grass which was occupied only by a desk and chair. Satoshi calmly strolled over to the desk and placed upon it a plain sheet of paper inscribed with a single question – “what does 3 + 4 * 5 equal?” Satisfied with his work, the Chuunin laid a pencil atop the paper and returned to stand patiently in the corner.
[WC: 426]
Satoshi had situated himself in the center of a large, vacant field of freshly trimmed grass. Typically this expanse would be devoted to sports or recreation but Satoshi was assiduously engaged in assembling an elaborate obstacle course. Certainly he had a lesson planned for the intrepid young student Takagi Shuya, but first his pupil would have to reach him first.
A stalwart barricade of barbed wire fence had been erected around the entire perimeter of the field, leaving only one entrance for Shuya to traverse. Directly through this opening was a narrow corridor, approximately 100m in length, of smoldering hot coals which were lined on both sides by more razor-sharp fencing. At the end of this corridor stood a tall hurdle which was followed in succession by many additional hurdles of varying height down a grassy avenue of 500m. At the conclusion of the hurdles towered a fake mountain wall of colossal height, which must be overcome to reach the next destination. There was no rope or safety provisions of any kind, but numerous rocks jutted out from the slope which could be climbed with hands and feet. When one descended from this stone wall, the floor consisted of nothing but rubber tires for a long stretch of distance which made walking arduous. The tire path eventually led into a pit where two hungry dogs were running in circles and barking ferociously, but if one conquered all of the obstacles along the way and reached the rope latter on the opposite side of the pit, they could climb upwards and arrive at a halcyon stretch of grass which was occupied only by a desk and chair. Satoshi calmly strolled over to the desk and placed upon it a plain sheet of paper inscribed with a single question – “what does 3 + 4 * 5 equal?” Satisfied with his work, the Chuunin laid a pencil atop the paper and returned to stand patiently in the corner.
[WC: 426]