The next morning, once classes ended, Hanyū Yuuma headed toward the Hokage Building.Sarutobi Hiruzen wasn't someone who would linger around a school office waiting for replies. If Yuuma wanted to accept the tutoring request, he needed to report directly to the top floor.
The guards at the Hokage's office blocked him at first, but Yuuma expected that."The Third Hokage summoned me," he said calmly.
The doors opened.
Yuuma stepped inside—only to find not just the Third, but Namikaze Minato standing beside the desk.
Minato blinked, equally surprised. Yesterday, they were neighbors. Today, they met in the Hokage's inner sanctum.
Sarutobi Hiruzen chuckled, pipe in hand."This is Hanyu-sensei from the Academy. His teaching skill is exceptional—good enough that even I want him to mentor Asuma."
Then the Third glanced between them.
"Minato, you know each other?"
"Yes," Minato nodded. "We're neighbors. His house is right next to mine."
"I see… fate works in mysterious ways. You two should exchange knowledge more often. Both of you excel in your respective fields," the Third said.
Yuuma offered a modest bow. "I only do my best."
Minato returned the courtesy, then excused himself. This wasn't the place for casual talk—even he felt the pressure of the office walls.
Yuuma turned back to the Hokage."Lord Third, I've considered your request. If I schedule carefully, I can spare several hours on weekends to teach Asuma."
A satisfied smile lifted the Hokage's face."With you guiding him, I can trust Asuma's growth."
"I'll give it everything I have," Yuuma answered, wearing earnest gratitude like armor.
Then came negotiations—salary, hours, schedule.Two thousand two hundred ryō per hour.Four hours per day.Saturday and Sunday.Paid weekly.
Yuuma locked the schedule to 1 PM–5 PM.
A good rate. More importantly—leverage.
That afternoon, with no classes left, Yuuma made his way to the quiet riverside training field.There, one of his shadow clones was overseeing Shisui's fire-style drills.
The moment Yuuma arrived, the clone dispersed in a puff of fading chakra.
Shisui wiped sweat from his jaw and bowed lightly."Teacher Yuuma."
Yuuma handed him a cloth. "Rest first. Hydrate."
As Shisui leaned against the tree, Yuuma triggered his appraisal skill.
[Name: Uchiha Shisui][Chakra: 580][Potential: SS-]
A big jump from last month. His body was entering a growth phase, and his chakra output would only accelerate from here.
But Yuuma clicked his tongue quietly.The appraisal window still felt far too bare—only chakra and potential.He wanted more data. More precision.
After a few minutes, he spoke.
"Shisui. Starting today, your training plan changes. We begin Instant Movement Technique and chakra-control enhancement."
Shisui straightened immediately."Understood."
In the war timeline Yuuma remembered, Shisui earned the name Flicker Shisui by mastering instant-body combat to the edge of impossibility. Even without the Sharingan awakened, his talent already cut through like a blade.
Yuuma demonstrated the technique slowly—the seal, the chakra rush, the explosive acceleration from the legs.
The instant-movement type wasn't one technique; it was an entire family of speed-focused skills.High-tier versions included teleportation ninjutsu like Flying Thunder God, or Lightning Chakra Mode.Yuuma didn't know either.He taught the more standard version: gather chakra in the lower body, then ignite it in a burst of acceleration.
Simple. Harsh. Effective.
Shisui learned it after a single demonstration. The kid was terrifying.
Later, when classes ended, Might Guy and Obito finally arrived at the training field, both fired up for new techniques.
Yuuma stopped them with a raised palm.
"Don't rush. I've prepared a two-month special training plan for you."
Obito brightened."Teacher Yuuma, does that mean you're teaching me a new powerful ninjutsu?"
Yuuma gave him a flat look."You still haven't mastered Great Dragon Fire or Great Fireball. Why would I stack more on top of that?"
Obito wilted.
"This training," Yuuma continued, "is designed so that you will defeat Hyūga Kamon in the next exam."
Obito froze. "…Really?"
"You lost for one reason—your Taijutsu collapses instantly," Yuuma said. His voice was calm, but the words cut clean. "Against Hyūga Kamon or even the current Guy, you get locked down before casting anything."
Obito opened his mouth, then closed it.He couldn't argue. He'd lived that humiliation.
"Guy," Yuuma turned, "your direction is different. You must amplify your strength. You need to be faster—fast enough that even if a Byakugan user reads your movement, their body can't react in time."
Might Guy clenched both fists, eyes burning.
Yuuma clapped once.
"From today onward: every hour of training includes thirty minutes of Taijutsu-only combat. No ninjutsu allowed."
Obito choked on air."What?! Without ninjutsu, I'll die even faster!"
"If you don't want a repeat of last time," Yuuma said lightly, "then obey the plan."
Obito remembered the look on Rin's face… his own boasts… the painful defeat.
His soul cracked."…Yes, Teacher…"
And with that, new training began.
Yuuma folded his arms, watching the two boys warm up.He wondered quietly:
Would this special-training arc finally trigger a System reward?It hadn't yet—not once.
But if strengthening a disciple could activate bonus power-ups…
He wanted to see it happen.