Сhapter 35

The final exams at the academy did not become something special for me. From the new one, I had to pass the standards for movement by "upper ways", which we were taught to move only in the seventh year of the academy. Otherwise, most of the exams have not become something new for me. Unless the standards for previously studied disciplines have become somewhat more complicated, but nothing more… Therefore, I dealt with all this red tape quite easily by getting my shinobi protector and going to the Hokage administration, receiving and filling out all the necessary forms and documents…

After that, I could already be considered a full-fledged genin, with the appropriate license and allowance ... Yes, the Shinobi were completely on the village's allowance, receiving a monthly, albeit purely symbolic, but still a sum of money. So Shinobi are not just mercenaries, but also quite a regular army of their own country, so such purely formal moments are present among Shinobi.

True, most clan Shinobi are removed from such allowances immediately, but this is already a particular one. Personally, I was only glad of a small cash flow into my pocket, especially since from that day I will no longer be paid scholarships and orphan benefits. I am already a genin, which means that I am quite an accomplished resident of the village, that I can provide myself with my skills and abilities…

Well, that's in theory. In practice, tomorrow I will be assigned my own team headed by a mentor, on whom my well-being will depend in the near future ... Well, this is in case Hiruzen does not manage to destroy the established order of things, trying to drive me even harder under his own wing… But guessing in this case is pointless. Although one thing is clear for sure – our brave Hokage will not leave me without his own attention. The only question is how this attention will be expressed... and whether they will group me into teams with my current classmates, or come up with something like that.

Fortunately, I didn't have to think about this for a long time, the very next day I was able to breathe a sigh of relief when I heard my name as part of a quite ordinary team, with the participants of which I was already familiar with ... Izumi Yamanaka is a short kid from the famous clan of brainbags. Not from the main family, of course, but he could still be proud of his origin ... He understands genjutsu, has already mastered some clan techniques, a round excellent student in the academic program.

And even if I almost never crossed paths with the boy, but our relationship was pretty even… So I was very happy about our appointment to the same team. What could not be said about my attitude to the second, or rather to the second, partner… Akita Inuzuka was a very pugnacious and somewhat arrogant girl. In addition, she treated me personally very negatively, considering me to be an upstart, which is why at first she was literally eager to decorate my face with new abrasions and bruises…

She calmed down only after I broke her jaw during one of the training sparring sessions… But our relationship after this, which is logical, did not even think of leveling off, turning into almost complete ignoring of each other… Although, I was still somewhat pleased with her persona in my team. She's certainly better than any left-wing types that the same Hiruzen or Danzo could send in order to keep an eye on me a little more closely…

Although, in any case, our newly–born teacher, a certain Naru Natsabushi, about whom I had not heard anything before, had to cope with this task. And when I say nothing, it means nothing at all. Not a single mention of this Shinobi, which is somewhat not typical for someone with the rank of a junin. Usually, there are quite a lot of rumors about the Shinobi elite in the village. Because of what the names of the teachers of my now former classmates I could somehow remember in memory… Even with some exceptions, but as a rule, I have heard about most of the Junins one way or another.

Which leads to a rather banal conclusion – our newly-born teacher, somewhat late for a meeting with his students, which, by the way, was not something special, was not the most ordinary person. Most likely, Naru Natsabushi is a made–up name, and our teacher is an active agent of the NSA or another secret unit… Well, or he just spent the last few years somewhere on the border or on long-term missions. Although it is already frankly hard to believe…

I was finally convinced of my thoughts when I met the teacher face to face for the first time… In which literally everything screamed about his belonging to the ANBU. And let my teammates not say that they noticed it, almost immediately starting to get acquainted with the late jounin, but I clearly saw the lion's share of falsehood in the emotions demonstrated by the man…

Our teacher is not used to showing his own emotions, hiding them behind a faceless mask and not worrying about controlling facial expressions… Well, at least, this is the first impression this person left about himself, fully justifying my expectations… Well, I initially knew that no one would be sent to me as a teacher. It remains only to work with what is... fortunately, weaklings have never been taken to the ANBU. Yes, and it is almost impossible to get the title of a junin in our village by blat. So, in any case, our teacher should be able to do very, very much, which was already somewhat encouraging.

- I suggest not to waste time for nothing. - After a purely symbolic acquaintance with our group, a man turned to us. - We are going to the landfill… I need to evaluate your personal abilities and teamwork skills. After that, it will be possible to make a plan for your training and begin the full implementation of your first missions. - Our teacher clearly and to the point described the immediate prospects... which only convinced me more strongly of his belonging to certain structures.

- Do we have to demonstrate teamwork skills? - The only girl in our team clarified, glancing in my direction with open hostility. At the same time, her ninekn – a real, albeit still young, wolf Azura, growled menacingly in my direction ... Eh, and that's why so clearly demonstrate dislike for a member of her team? The teacher obviously won't like this... and I still have to extract knowledge from him.

- yes. The man nodded without changing his face. - And if you are unable to demonstrate to me the proper level of training due to personal conflicts, I will have to demonstrate to you what such behavior is fraught with during missions. - Sensei promised us in a quiet, penetrating and very menacing voice, at the end of his speech creating a flash of lightning on his fingertips… More than a visual demonstration. And the message of this action reached, in my opinion, even to the not too smart ninken.

Although, the proud fool from the Inuzuka clan had a similar warning that the elephant was shot. She, of course, heard him, but she clearly wasn't going to change her behavior... it's a pain in the ass. How not to get nuts from the teacher because of the bad psychos of this dog lady. After all, she can really do something that I don't even want to think about... and I don't want to mess with Inuzuka either. These sharpened instincts of theirs and the wild manner of upbringing, makes of those, all of them, very, very difficult to communicate personalities.

But the ANUB agent apparently didn't give a damn about our difficulties. He just ordered our group to follow him to the landfill… Jumping out of the window at the same time and starting to move along the upper paths. About the fact that one person, together with her ninken, barely passed the exam on this standard, the teacher apparently did not know. Well, or just preferred to ignore this fact…

In any case, Akita had to work hard just to keep up with our teacher. In this regard, even her ninken looked somewhat better, moving almost freely along the upper paths, or just running along the ground at a wild speed ... Because of which the girl herself was frankly furious and angry, but she did not climb to the teacher with requests to slow down the pace. Pride, which had long since turned into pride, simply did not allow her to open her mouth, which is why the girl suffered…

Well, let it be, maybe it won't interfere with me so much during the test of our abilities. Otherwise, she will definitely not let me calmly prove myself. The shebut nature of the girl and the same pride of the clan person simply will not allow her to calmly look at how I will demonstrate better results than she herself… And these instincts of hers, again, can make themselves felt at the most inappropriate moment.