Haruto was walking towards the Guild, the entire thing blew over and now he had the time to himself. Natsu, Erza, Gray and Lucy had gone off to do another request while Haruto stayed home. The group left and the Guild was still rowdy, but not as much. Without the pink haired mage to provoke the others and brawling with everyone, he could safely say that the Guild was peaceful. Well as peaceful as a destructive Guild can get. Currently the redhead was doing some simple katas in the training ground the Guild had. Finishing one more kata, the redhead decided that was enough practice for the day and went and sat down in the shade that a tree provided. He drank some water and rested there as he looked at the scenery before him. A gentle breeze swept by and the cool air brushed against his skin, with the sun shining brightly down on the world he could not help but feel relaxed. The redhead laid on the green grass below him and closed his eyes for a nap. Normally he would not do such a thing, but the weather and the fact that he was no longer in the shinobi world played a vital role in his decision. Before he knew it, his eyes closed and he dozed off into sleep.
***
The redhead appeared in a dimly lit room with water below his feet. Haruto immediately knew where he was from the all so familiar scenery before him, and sure enough sitting in the lotus position was none other than the Sage of Six Paths himself. Opening his eyes, the Sage made eye contact with the redhead. Haruto felt a bit uncomfortable staring at those eyes once more, they were the most powerful set of eyes he knew of. That was not the only factor in the equation as the man before him was hailed as a legend, no proof of his existence but all that was passed down was the tale of his and his brothers bravery in battle against the Ten Tails. The two continued their staring contest when the Sage floated towards the redhead with the black spheres below carrying him across.
"Haruto, it is good to see you again," he said with a smile on his face as he studied the redhead before him, noticing the changes and massive increase in the redhead chakra reserves.
"It is good to see you again, but if I may ask why are you here?" Haruto questioned as he looked at the Sage curiously. They once more entered a staring contest before the Sage opened his mouth to speak.
"I am here to speak to you Haruto-kun." Hagoromo replied as he gave the redhead a calm look, "You, Haruto, are one of the few descendants of mine left in the world. What I ask you is to simply spread my teachings."
"Your teachings." Haruto confirmed as he gave him a curious expression. He had known much about the Sage of Six Paths, but he had not known much about the legendary figures teachings. All he knew was the man was the father of shinobi and with his teachings he founded the shinobi era. "Ninjutsu… No, that is not the name is it?"
"Ninjustu…" Hagoromo hissed with venom in his mouth, his calm and positive demeanor changed as the smile turned to a frown and his Rinnegan eyes seemed to darken as Haruto felt the anger in the Sage build up, "No, not that garbage. I mean spread the ideals of Ninshu."
"Ninshu?"
"Yes, the purpose of Ninshu was to give the people a better understanding of themselves and others. A way to connect people's spiritual energies and communicate without words. But my teachings were lost as people began using it as warfare."
"So that was your plan." Haruto mumbled as he pondered on the idea. To learn the ways of Ninshu would be helpful to him in the future and to understand himself was one thing that he wished to find out. Nodding to himself, the redhead turned his gaze to the Sage and gave him a nod, "Alright, I shall spread the teachings of Ninshu."
"Very well then Haruto-kun." Hagoromo said with a pleased expression on his face.
***
Haruto woke up when he felt his body being shaken. Opening his eyes, he turned to see Mirajane looking at him with a worried expression on her face. Haruto sat up and and looked at the ivory haired girl with a curious look on his face to see why she needed to wake him up from his nap.
"Thank goodness you are awake, Haruto-kun." Mirajane said in relief as she allowed herself to get into a more comfortable position on the ground, "You weren't waking up when I shook you a few minutes ago, so I got a little worried."
"Oh, I see." Haruto replied as his mind was focused on another subject, "Mirajane, why did you wake me up?"
"Oh! Wendy was looking for you." Mirajane answered with a smile on her face.
"Thank you for telling me." Haruto said as he got up from the ground and offered the girl a hand in which she happily accepted and helped her up. Mirajane dusted herself off and followed the redhead towards the Guild, she could tell he was thinking about something else and she would respect his privacy and not ask about it.
Arriving at the Guild, Haruto spotted Wendy and called for her, the blue haired girl smiled happily at the duo and ran to them. Once she had arrived, she told the two that she would be taking a solo request, Haruto was not too pleased with the news but he had relented when she had begged him to go. Though he told her that he would only allow it if he knew what request it was. Wendy happily agreed and showed him the job. Haruto deemed it safe enough and allowed her to go. Mirajane had said her goodbyes when they were arguing and went to help out at the bar, Haruto after seeing everyone was gone he headed towards the training ground once more. Arriving there, the redhead got into a brand new stance he was taught and began going through the motions.
The purpose of chakra was for him to connect his physical and spiritual energies, that was what the Sage had told him and if he did that he would understand himself better. In other words he would find his inner peace, flowing through the motions the redhead began connecting his energies as the teaching from the Sage guided his motions. The reason he was doing this was because he was confused in a sense. He did not have much of a purpose in his life, he needed a drive once more. Getting goals was easy, but he wanted one that he could pursue for the rest of his life. Under normal circumstances, he would easily decide on a goal, but it was strange he did not wish to as have more knowledge of himself.