After Umino Iruka left, Kitazawa sat behind his desk, fingers interlaced, resting against the bridge of his nose.
He was thinking.
Thinking about how to become the class representative of First-Year Class A.
If he were a student, it would make perfect sense.
But the problem was—he was a teacher.
A teacher competing with students for the position of class rep? What kind of nonsense was that?
Yet this task had to be done.
Because the reward was Water Attribute.
Chakra had seven attributes in total.
The common five were Wind, Water, Fire, Earth, and Lightning.
The hidden ones were Yin and Yang.
Every ninja was born with chakra attributes, usually one or two at most.
For example, if someone possessed Lightning, learning Lightning Release would not only be easier, but also significantly more powerful.
Kitazawa had tested his chakra affinity before.
He only had Wind and Fire.
One extra attribute meant a noticeable advantage—there was no way he'd pass that up.
Kitazawa sighed and walked over to the single wooden bed behind his desk.
He lay down flat, limbs spread out like the character "wood".
Thinking… thinking…
And eventually, he fell asleep.
Second-Year Class C
As soon as Toranosuke sat down, he noticed a small note on his desk.
Frowning, he opened it.
There was only one line written on it:
Don't leave after school tomorrow.
And at the bottom was a name he knew all too well—
Hyūga Hinata.
"When did that crybaby, ugly Byakugan freak get this kind of guts?"
Toranosuke asked in disbelief.
"Boss, you got one too?"
Two boys about the same age leaned in, whispering.
"What's this supposed to be?"
Toranosuke looked at the three identical notes.
"Are we going?" one of them asked uneasily.
"Could it be a trap? She is the Hyūga clan's eldest daughter, after all."
"Of course we're going."
Toranosuke snorted coldly.
"This is kids' business. Adults won't interfere."
That was exactly why he'd been able to bully others at school without consequences.
The shinobi world respected strength above all else.
If Hyūga Hiashi personally stepped in to punish them, he'd only become a laughingstock among the great clans.
"Then it's a guaranteed win for us!"
One of the boys said confidently.
"Obviously."
Toranosuke nodded smugly.
"Three versus one. The advantage is on our side."
"I hope she makes this fun."
"Boss is wise!"
The two boys immediately piled on the flattery.
In the blink of an eye, the lunch break was over.
Kitazawa sat up and yawned.
He already had a rough plan for the class rep issue.
To sum it up—
No honor. No ethics. Just scam the system.
The system only said to become class representative.
It never said how long.
Kitazawa washed his face, checked the time, and headed toward the classroom.
The moment he reached the door, the bell rang.
"Perfect timing."
He chuckled and walked onto the podium.
"Teacher Kitazawa!"
Yamanaka Ino stood up like a cheerleader, waving enthusiastically.
At the end, she didn't forget to shoot Haruno Sakura a smug look.
"..."
Sakura pouted.
Kitazawa might be handsome, but he wasn't their age. One day, he'd grow old before them.
She turned toward Uchiha Sasuke and flashed a sweet smile.
Sasuke didn't even glance at her.
In his world, there were only two people—
Uchiha Itachi.
Uchiha Fugaku.
He desperately wanted to improve, to earn their praise.
Women would only slow down his training.
"We'll begin class."
Kitazawa nodded at Ino, then asked, "Do you know who founded Konoha?"
"I know!"
Naruto immediately spoke up.
"It was Senju Hashirama!"
"More precisely, it was the Senju clan," Kitazawa corrected.
"The First and Second Hokage both came from the Senju."
"Teacher Kitazawa," Naruto asked, confused,
"Then why don't we see any Senju ninja anymore?"
"There are still some."
Kitazawa smiled.
"For example, one of the Legendary Sannin—Lady Tsunade—is a Senju."
At that moment, Sasuke raised his hand.
"Sasuke," Kitazawa called.
"My brother said the Uchiha clan also helped found Konoha."
Sasuke stood up and spoke calmly.
After he said that, many students looked puzzled.
Aside from clan heirs like Hinata and Shikamaru, most didn't know about the Uchiha clan's former glory.
Especially after the Nine-Tails Incident.
The Uchiha compound had been pushed to the edge of the village and placed under surveillance.
"That's correct."
Kitazawa nodded.
"It was the Senju and the Uchiha who ended the Warring States Era and founded Konoha together."
So big brother was right.
A proud look appeared on Sasuke's face, satisfaction welling up inside him.
"Today's lesson is the story of the First Hokage—Senju Hashirama."
Kitazawa slapped the desk, fully getting into character.
"A long, long time ago, there was a certain family—"
Being chosen as Outstanding Teacher wasn't just because of Sarutobi Hiruzen's favor.
Kitazawa's teaching skill played a major role.
As a transmigrator, he had broader experience and perspective.
Compared to the academy's rigid instructors, he always found new approaches.
Kids hated lectures.
But they loved stories.
So Kitazawa taught like a storyteller—half traditional tale, half stand-up performance.
The bell rang.
"…As for what happens next, you'll have to wait for the next chapter."
Kitazawa gathered his materials.
"Class dismissed."
"Ahhh! Why did it end there?!"
"Why does Teacher Kitazawa's class go by so fast?"
"So classes can actually be this fun? I want to attend forever!"
Only after Kitazawa left did the students snap out of it, still craving more.
Sasuke frowned slightly.
In the story, the Uchiha clan stood shoulder to shoulder with the Senju—powerful and prestigious.
So how had the Uchiha fallen to their current state?
After hesitating for a few seconds, Sasuke decided to go home and ask his brother, Uchiha Itachi.
As for Kitazawa—
He still hadn't earned Sasuke's recognition.
After all, the Uchiha never bowed to others.
They only acknowledged strength.
"Teacher Kitazawa was way better! Sakura—y-you jerk!"
When Ino turned her head, she saw Sakura running toward Sasuke again.
Hinata glanced at them, unable to understand this kind of friendship.
"Hinata, what do you think?" Ino noticed her look and asked.
"Ah—"
Hinata froze for a moment, then nodded softly.
"It was… really good."
She suddenly thought of her father, Hyūga Hiashi.
Whenever he taught her Gentle Fist, his face was stern and unforgiving.
She was already introverted by nature. Under that double pressure, she learned poorly.
If it were Teacher Kitazawa…
She felt it would be much easier.
Hinata hurriedly shook her head, dispelling those stray thoughts.
Her upbringing would never allow her to indulge in such unrealistic fantasies.
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