Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

"Sakura, you're really taking this seriously, huh?"

Yamanaka Ino noticed Sakura reading a book and came closer, "Math, huh~ This thing always gives me a headache. But isn't this content supposed to be taught in third grade or higher?"

Those trigonometric functions and simultaneous equations were giving her a headache.

"I want to become a genius ninja, so I definitely have to work hard," Sakura said energetically.

"Really?"

Ino felt she might need to give Sakura a wake-up call, "I suggest you focus more on physical training and eat well so you can refine your Chakra before third grade."

For a ninja, the most important things are Chakra and Ninjutsu.

In terms of Ninjutsu, Ino couldn't really help Sakura, nor would she, as her family wouldn't approve.

However, she found Sakura quite likable, and the fragile girl always managed to awaken a sense of protective urge in her, stemming from seeing herself as a queen.

"I've already refined my Chakra!" Sakura said with a big smile.

"Really?" Ino didn't believe it.

"Look." Sakura lifted her hands, and warm sunlight-like Chakra emerged, emitting a faint golden glow that nearly made everyone in the room turn their heads.

"It's really true!" Yamanaka Ino was shocked. Could Sakura be a genius?

And affixing Chakra to her palms required impressive control. Even ninjas who graduated from the ninja school might not be able to do it. Could Sakura be a genius?

As for the color of the Chakra, Ino wasn't too concerned about that, as it was partly related to personal Chakra attributes.

Shikamaru Nara noticed the Chakra in Sakura's hands, and his first thought was not about Sakura's control of Chakra but the amount of it.

"The amount of this Chakra is already close to half of what a lower-level ninja has." Shikamaru's sleepy eyelids also showed some spirit, "As expected, Dad was right. Even among commoners, a genius can appear, perhaps because the Senju Clan gave up their family name to truly integrate into Konoha... Such a hassle, I'd rather not think about it."

Just then, Iruka walked in, sensed the fluctuations of Chakra, and seeing Sakura's hands glowing, he thought to himself, "Haruno Sakura, a genius who always scores full marks on written exams, and now she seems to be a genius in refining Chakra too. I heard she even borrowed books for higher grades from the library. Truly a studious genius."

Iruka was very comforted.

Then he glanced at the other students, who were sleeping, snacking, daydreaming, playing ninja games, and such, none of them reviewing or preparing for lessons like Haruno Sakura.

Ah!

So tiring!

"Clap clap clap!"

Iruka knocked on the blackboard and shouted, "Everyone back to your seats, class is starting!"

"Ah?"

"The bell hasn't rung yet!"

"Really, did Iruka-sensei hit menopause early?"

Iruka, with a full head of sweat, yelled, "This is the worst batch I've ever taught! Get back to your seats now, or I will make you copy 'The History of Konoha: The Will of Fire' a hundred times!"

With those words, all the students obediently returned to their places.

They certainly didn't want to write a hundred times.

Of course, some children from major families, like Akimichi Choji, still ate chips right in front of Iruka.

Iruka tolerated it.

Because it was the secret technique of the Akimichi Clan to increase their own body fat. If he dared to ask Akimichi Choji to stop eating, the Akimichi Clan would dare to complain to the Hokage, claiming he was hindering Choji's growth.

'The Akimichi Clan's secret techniques are really not teacher-friendly,' Iruka thought as he regained his spirits and took out the roll call list to start calling the names.

"Hyuga Hinata."

"Present~" A very small voice replied.

'The young lady of the Hyuga clan, nearly a year and still so shy?' Iruka thought to himself. With such a personality, she might struggle to take on the main house's responsibilities in the future.

Hyuga clan's traditions were known to Iruka, but beyond his sighs of resignation, he couldn't intervene and could only hope Hinata would change herself in the coming years. Otherwise, this personality might not even qualify her to be a competent ninja.

"Yamanaka Ino."

"Present."

"Akimichi Choji."

"Present."

"Nara Shikamaru."

"Present."

"Nobita Kuma."

"Akimichi Choji."

"..."

As Iruka randomly called names, each student responded, and when it was "Uchiha Sasuke's" turn, many girls looked his way.

The six-year-old Uchiha Sasuke looked very adorable but already carried the pride of the Uchiha clan. Amidst the others' gaze, he raised his proud head.

"Hmph! I must be the strongest!" Uchiha Sasuke proudly thought to himself.

Though he never scored higher than Sakura on tests, he didn't take her seriously because he knew that to become a powerful ninja in the future, being a ninja and mastering Ninjutsu were key.

Test scores?

Humph!

Those were merely goals for ordinary ninjas to chase.

"Sasuke..." Sakura also cast a glance his way.

"Do you like him?" Sun Wukong's voice sounded.

"All the girls in class, especially the female classmates, like him, and he really is very cute," Sakura earnestly replied.

"Do you know what it means to put on a warm face against a cold butt?" Sun Wukong asked.

"He was born into the Uchiha, and throughout this past year, he only knew his classmates by name." After Sun Wukong took residence inside her, replacing his will with her own Chakra seed, Sakura began to view problems more objectively, "Maybe Sasuke, being from a renowned family, simply looks down on us commoners."

"But, I am Sakura!"

"The genius of the future will surely be dazzling, and doesn't need a Sasuke to acknowledge her!"

Sun Wukong showed a slight smile, "Exactly, you possess talents that ordinary people do not, there's no need to worship others, you just need to show your brilliance to everyone!"

"However, before that, you need to have a dream."

A dream?

This is part of a series from My Virtual Library Empire (M|V|L1EMPYR).

Sakura thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "Become the Hokage?"

Sun Wukong shook his head, "Alright, you're still too young, we can talk about this later. But considering the goal you just mentioned, do you have a method to become Hokage?"

Sakura was stunned, "To become Hokage, do I need a method? Can you tell me?"

Sun Wukong smiled half-seriously, "You need to find that yourself, but I can give you a suggestion—make more friends."

Sakura: "..."

Mr. Wukong, you're becoming more like my father.

"Naruto Uzumaki?"

"Naruto Uzumaki!"

Iruka called out twice, once with confusion and once with anger.

Damn!

That brat!

He's late again!

Or should I say he never comes to school from the beginning?

The least he could do is show his face!

"You review the lesson I taught you yesterday, I'll go find Naruto Uzumaki." Iruka slammed the attendance book onto the lectern and dashed out of the classroom to look for Naruto.

In the classroom, the students saw Iruka leave and immediately became like birds freed from their cages, the lazy ones stayed lazy, and the gluttons remained gluttonous. Most of the commoner students began to frolic and play games.

Only Sakura took out her textbook and diligently studied.

She believed that this knowledge would definitely be useful!

Yamanaka Ino had wanted to ask Sakura to play, but seeing her studying hard, decided not to disturb her and joined other girls instead.

As for Shikamaru and Choji.

Although these two were quite familiar with Ino and visited each other during festivities, boys and girls didn't usually play together, and with their personalities—one always seemed like he could never wake up fully, and the other appeared as if he could never eat enough— it was strange even that Ino could get along with them at all.

At most, they chatted casually every day to maintain relations and prepare for possibly being in the same team in the future.

Ten minutes later, Naruto Uzumaki, in a bright orange jacket and with locks of blond hair and three whisker-like marks on each cheek, was brought back to the classroom by Iruka.

"You bunch of brats! Can't you stay out of trouble? I was only gone for a few minutes?!"

No wonder Iruka was irritable.

Naruto skipped classes, and just a few minutes after he stepped out, the classroom was almost dismantled by these rabble-rousers.

Damn it!

Iruka took a deep breath, asked everyone to sit properly, put down Naruto, and looked at him with a complex expression, his voice full of concern, "Naruto, go back to your seat."

"Oh." Naruto nodded, then made a funny face at Iruka and ran back to his spot—there was no one next to him, but he was used to it.

He leaned on his hand, looking out the window, seemingly yearning for the freedom of a bird in a cage.

Sakura thought to herself, "He is Naruto Uzumaki, an orphan. My parents told me not to get close to him, and I don't know why. Before, I, like everyone else, didn't talk to him."

"Now, because of Mr. Wukong, I feel my mind is much clearer—"

"Putting myself in his shoes, he is just like me, being bullied for some reason, only I am bullied because of my broad forehead, while he seems to be treated as a fox demon because of those six marks."

Suddenly, Sakura felt that Naruto was even more pitiful than she was.

At least she had parents and Ino as a friend, whereas Naruto had nothing, and whenever he spoke to other classmates, they would almost always end up in arguments, and even fights.

Especially with Sasuke; these two seemed like natural enemies, hardly seeing eye to eye.

In Sakura's now active mind, Naruto seemed more like he was trying to attract attention through these means, hoping to gain everyone's recognition.

"Silent exclusion wounds the heart more than yelling and beating," Sun Wukong's voice rang out, "Do you remember my advice on becoming Hokage?"

"I remember."

Sakura nodded slightly, as if she had made some decision, left her original spot, and under the surprised eyes of everyone and Iruka, she sat down next to Naruto.

Creak!

Hearing the sound of a chair being pulled next to him, Naruto turned his head and saw a girl with hair as beautiful as the cherry blossoms of spring.

"Hello, although it's not our first meeting, let's get to know each other." Sakura naturally flashed a warm smile and extended her hand, "My name is Haruno Sakura."

"I... I'm... called... Naruto Uzumaki." Naruto's face turned red, his head almost steaming up, but he still stuttered out his name.

Haruno Sakura, what a beautiful name!

And she was really pretty!

Just like that, Naruto Uzumaki felt he had made his first friend, his mind filled with Sakura's warm smile, becoming utterly infatuated.

Not far away, Hyuga Hinata, whom Naruto had once "saved a life," saw Naruto's demeanor, and felt somewhat forlorn, thinking inwardly, "Maybe I should muster the courage..."

But she was dismayed to find she didn't even have the strength to rise from her seat.

On the lectern, Iruka opened his mouth, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief, disappointment, and resolution— Oh Iruka, Naruto is just an innocent child, yet you are not even matching up to a little girl! You are indeed a failure!