Seeing Asahi’s smile, Asuma Sarutobi felt his blood pressure rise.
He glared angrily.
“You damn guy!
If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t be suffering through these stupid questions!?”
“Today in combat class, I’m definitely going to beat you up good!”
It was so infuriating!
Sure, the drills improved grades, but fine, whatever.
Now everyone had a copy!
Everyone was on the same level!
Where was his advantage?!
He lost his advantage and got tortured by these problems.
How could they not hate it?
Many of them were holding their breath, just waiting for combat class to beat Asahi up and let off some steam!!
Asahi shrugged innocently.
“How is that my fault?
I didn’t expect the Hokage-sama would like them so much he’d turn them into textbooks.
I’m just as helpless as you are.”
To be honest, things had gone a bit beyond his expectations, but that was fine.
Perfect, even.
The Third Hokage was generous.
Buying the copyright had earned Asahi a substantial amount of money.
You could practically call Asahi a little rich boy now.
He had more savings than Shinku Yūhi…
It brought him one step closer to his dream of opening a BBQ restaurant right next to Ichiraku Ramen.
Congratulations!
“…” Asuma took a deep breath to suppress the urge to punch Asahi right now.
He gritted his teeth.
“Fine.
You just wait until class starts.
I’ve been training in combat for a long time!
I won’t lose to you again!!”
He wasn’t bluffing.
As the son of the Hokage, his training had been top priority since before he even entered the Academy.
He was confident he could take the top spot!
[Ding!
As the future Spirit King who shall rule over the Three Realms, the Host must remain domineering in the face of provocation.
Even standing before the Five Great Noble Clans, you should not flinch.
A mere member of the middle-tier Sarutobi clan is nothing to fear.
Show your true power in this training!
Quest Issued: Defeat the provocateur, Asuma Sarutobi!
Reward: Shunpo (Flash Step)!]
‘Just as I thought…’ Hearing the system voice, Asahi’s eyes lit up.
So the system only triggers quests when there’s conflict, and specifically when he’s aware of it, or rather, when the system is aware of it.
Good to know.
Now he understood how it worked.
Maybe he should stir up more trouble in the future to trigger quests.
Though he had to be careful not to go too overboard.
He needed to keep a low profile when necessary.
Asahi let out a sigh, looking humble and sincere.
“I’ve told you before, I’m not really a fighter.
Actual combat is still too difficult for me.
I’ve never really fought anyone before.
So please go easy on me later, Asuma-kun.
Don’t make me look too bad…”
This was technically true.
Asahi hadn’t actually fought many people one-on-one.
But still…
aside from someone like Kakashi Hatake, the others shouldn’t be too much trouble, right?
Asahi felt pretty confident.
Even without using his Strength Strike technique…
“…”
Everyone nearby was speechless.
Here we go again!
‘Not a fighter’ my foot!
Did this guy ever tell the truth?
Though…
this time it did sound slightly more believable.
Aside from exceptions, combat wasn’t really something kids their age should be experts at…
Sitting nearby, Kakashi Hatake glanced at Asahi, deep in thought.
‘Father says I’m already at Genin level.
I wonder how strong Asahi really is…’
In written tests and weapon throwing, Asahi had always been better than him.
These days, Asahi was famous because of the textbooks.
Even some Chūnin and Jōnin knew there was a genius at the Academy.
It made Kakashi feel competitive.
Especially…
knowing that some of those questions stumped even his own father made him even more curious about Asahi…
He really wanted to compete with him.
Strangely, he felt like he understood how Might Guy felt all the time…
Fired up by the atmosphere, Might Guy felt his blood boiling.
He gave Kakashi a thumbs up.
“Kakashi!
Let’s have a heated battle later too!
I haven’t been slacking off lately!
I’ve gotten even stronger!”
Kakashi Hatake stared at him silently: “…”
Scratch that.
I take it back.
I definitely don’t understand how he feels.
We are completely different!
Kakashi rolled his eyes and said resignedly, “Combat class isn’t about choosing who you fight.
We have to draw lots!”
“Oh?
Is that the rule?” Might Guy was stunned for a moment, then grinned widely, showing his teeth.
His voice was full of passion.
I believe our fates will cross!
Youth will never betray us!!”
“Yeah, yeah…” Kakashi replied half-heartedly.
Because Obito Uchiha was late again, the class started a few minutes behind schedule.
Led by Teacher Oda, the class marched towards the training grounds…
Clearing his throat, Teacher Oda addressed the students.
“Everyone, today is the day to show off what you’ve learned in basic taijutsu!
Combat is something every ninja must experience, so I want you to take this seriously.”
“I won’t bore you with a long speech.
Let’s start the draw!
Whoever’s number is called, step forward!”
The rules were simple.
Draw lots to decide the first round of matches.
The winners then draw again to face new opponents, until a champion is decided…
Written exams, practical classes, combat training…
every subject at the Ninja Academy was ranked.
The Academy existed to train ninja, and it was a brutal profession.
If you didn’t have the mental fortitude for it, you might as well give up and go home to farm!
“Number Twelve, Number Twenty.”
As Teacher Oda called out the numbers, two students stepped forward to the center of the field.
Asahi didn’t recognize them, so he didn’t pay much attention.
At Teacher Oda’s signal, the two students formed the Opposition Seal and began to fight…
They were just first-graders who hadn’t even learned proper ninjutsu yet.
They’d only been training in basic taijutsu for a couple of weeks—how strong could they really be?
Still, since they could already mold chakra, their physical abilities were far beyond normal children from Asahi’s past life.
They moved with decent form, trading blows back and forth…
It took barely a minute for a winner to be decided.
Number Twelve won.
After exchanging the Reconciliation Seal, it was time for the next pair…
They drew again.
When Teacher Oda saw the numbers, he looked surprised and smiled with interest.
“Number Thirty-Six, Number Forty-One.
Please step forward!”
Kurenai poked Asahi’s side excitedly.
“Hey!
Asahi, it’s your turn!”
“Stop poking me, I heard you.” Asahi swatted her hand away, gave her a look, and walked out from the crowd.
“Number Forty-One…
who is it?”
Asahi looked at the boy walking out from the other side.
He was wearing a clan crest emblazoned with a red and white fan.
Asahi couldn’t help but smirk and muttered under his breath.
“Oh, isn’t this a coincidence?”
His opponent was none other than Ryota Uchiha.
It was almost too perfect.
Asahi suspected the system had rigged the draw, though he had no proof…
“Schedule”
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