Morning light spilled across the classroom of Class One, Grade One, still half-empty, half-asleep, and humming with the idle noise of kids waiting for homeroom.
Kamizuki Hayato slumped over his desk, poking Hagane Kotetsu's shoulder."Zitie, when are you introducing me to that cute girl you mentioned? You promised."
Kotetsu didn't even hesitate—he hooked an arm around Hayato's neck and twisted."You dare ask me that after pretending you'd flunked the exam? You sandbagged me. Acted all depressed, then scored nearly perfect. Is it fun playing your own bro like that?"
"It was luck! Pure luck!" Hayato yelped, arms flailing. "It was only five points higher than yours!"
Kotetsu finally released him, but his expression remained dark."And don't even ask about introductions. My hateful cousin told Meihui some embarrassing stuff, so I can't show my face there right now."
"What kind of traitor does that!? Villain! Rebel! Absolute scum!" Hayato slammed his desk in exaggerated outrage.
"You're exaggerating," a voice chimed in.Anko leaned back in her chair, unimpressed."And why do you even need girls? I'm literally right here."
Both boys stared at her.
Stared.
Silence.
Hayato finally whispered, "…Anko… this is hard to explain. Just understand… we're brothers."
Because honestly—what girl stands on her desk and screams at the class?What girl throws chalk like kunai?Anko's behavior was more boyish than theirs, and half the time they forgot she was a girl.
The classroom door slid open.
Hanyū Yuuma stepped inside—calm expression, gentle presence.Sharp eyes that missed nothing.
Anko shot a hand up immediately."Teacher Hanyū! Do I look like a girl to you?"
Kotetsu and Hayato froze in horror.
Yuuma glanced at her, amused."Of course. And a very cute one."
Anko's entire face lit up. She spun toward the boys and stuck her tongue out triumphantly.
Kotetsu and Hayato: dead inside.
Class Begins
Yuuma finished the morning Ninjutsu Theory lecture.
A familiar chime echoed in his mind.
[Lecture Completed][Evaluation: A][Reward Granted: Genjutsu — Demonic Illusion: Tree Binding Death]
The memory data surged instantly—hand seals, chakra flow patterns, emotional-pressure triggers.Yuuma took a long, controlled breath.Another B-Rank Genjutsu.Two now suitable for Shisui in the future: this newly acquired Tree Binding, and the Naraku-ken Fear Projection he'd earned earlier.
Tree Binding: an illusion that freezes the enemy in terror, their mind trapped while their body remains helpless.
Naraku-ken: force the target to see what they fear most.
Tools perfect for a prodigy destined to become Shunshin Shisui.
Afternoon Substitute Class — Grade 4, Class 6
No official classes in the afternoon for Yuuma, but a sick teacher meant a request for a substitute.
Yuuma stepped into Grade 4, Class 6—and instantly recognized two future canon names.
[Name: Shiranui Genma][Potential: A–]
[Name: Ebisu][Potential: B–]
He began teaching the Clone Technique, standard material for their near-graduation level.
A few minutes in, whispers spread through the class.
"So he's the famous Hanyū-sensei…""No wonder everyone says he's incredible…""My clones never looked this clean before…""Do you think we can transfer into his class?""Forget it. He only teaches one first-year group…"
Yuuma didn't let the flattery distract him.
He knew why he stood out.Most Ninja Academy teachers weren't ambitious—they were comfortable.Chunin who had hit their ceiling, choosing stable pay over battlefield grind.
No wonder the overall teaching quality stagnated.
Yuuma filed the thought away. He couldn't reform Konoha's education system.He could only ensure his own students didn't suffer for it.
Another chime rang in his mind.
[Lecture Completed][Evaluation: A][Reward Granted: Fire Style — Great Fireball Technique]
Yuuma sighed through his nose."So many Fireballs lately… My Fire Affinity might as well evolve into an 'Exploding Fireball Specialty.'"
Still—power was power.
Training Ground After School
Shisui, Obito, and Might Guy were already there when Yuuma arrived.
But before Yuuma could speak—
Obito sprinted up, eyes blazing with hope.
"Teacher Hanyū! Please—this is a once-in-a-lifetime request!"
Yuuma blinked. "What are you asking for before even explaining it?"
Obito dropped into a dramatic bow."I—I want you to teach me a powerful Fire-Style jutsu! I need to win first place in the Junior Ninjutsu Competition!"
Yuuma raised a brow. "Competing again?"
Obito clenched his fists."I lost last time because Kakashi entered. His jutsu is flashy and strong—my Great Fireball looked tiny next to his moves.But this time… this time I want a rematch!"
At that moment—
[System Notice][Disciple Uchiha Obito Has Issued a Training Quest]
[Quest: Claim First Place in the Junior Ninjutsu Competition][Reward: Depends on Task Completion and Strength Gained]
Yuuma exhaled, a sharp glint crossing his eyes.
So the System was watching.And Obito had unknowingly set the board for him.
"Fine," Yuuma said."But I won't hand you strength. You'll earn it."
Obito swallowed, then nodded fiercely.
A new mission had begun.