KST 023: Sasuke Face is swollen, and Ino Speaks Her Mind!

The entrance ceremony concluded.

All the new students were led by their teachers to their respective classrooms.

Facing a room full of unfamiliar faces, the children were both curious and apprehensive.

These were the classmates they would be spending the next six years with.

The ninja world was full of inequalities.

Some were born with a radiant glow, destined to be the center of attention. That just was how the world worked.

Natsuki, due to his late arrival, was at the end of the line.

As he walked into the classroom, exclamations followed one after another.

"Who is that? He's so handsome!"

"I know him, he's the one who got first place in the entrance exam."

"He's so cool, and so strong. Wow, I think he's looking at me."

"Nonsense! He's clearly looking at me."

"Natsuki! Come sit here!"

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Natsuki ignored the excited Ino, Choji, and the others.

Instead, he found a seat by the window, towards the back.

Not for any other reason, but because this was the standard...

Protagonist's seat! (#`O´)

Ahem, it was simply because the shy Hinata was also sitting there.

Only by sitting here could he constantly remind her to practice her Tenseigan abilities and improve her proficiency.

He mustn't forget, as long as her proficiency reached 50%, he too would obtain the complete Tenseigan.

By then, wouldn't he be able to walk sideways in the ninja world and not fear the big black man's schemes?

That was his logic.

"Na... Natsuki! Go... Good morning!"

Seeing Natsuki sit beside her, Hinata Hyuga's face flushed crimson, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Long time no see, my First Mage!"

Natsuki put down his bag, a smile on his face.

"Long time... no see."

Hinata's voice grew even quieter, and her head seemed to start emitting white smoke.

She was just way too shy.

"So you're the First Mage!

"You do have some skill, but I, Ino, won't lose to you! I'll snatch that seat from you sooner or later."

At this moment, little Ino also came over and sat behind Natsuki and Hinata.

She spoke words that others couldn't understand.

But Hinata understood immediately.

Yes, she was the First Mage of the Dimensional End's Congregation, appointed by Natsuki.

And because of this, she had gained a pair of even more powerful eyes.

It seemed this cheerful blonde girl had also gained Natsuki's recognition.

No, I won't lose either.

Hinata thought so, but that wasn't what she spoke out loud.

"Then please guide me well!"

Her voice was still soft and gentle, but it carried a hint of determination.

"Wow, so his name is Natsuki."

"I want to sit next to him too."

Suddenly, a group of girls surrounded them.

The front row was immediately emptied.

Standing on the podium, Iruka's lips twitched slightly.

As expected, putting aside the others, this Natsuki was a huge problem.

"Ahem, students, don't crowd together. There are still many empty seats in the front.

"By sitting in the front, the friends you care about will be able to see your performance better."

"That makes sense."

After listening to the teacher's words, the children immediately went back to their seats.

"A bunch of brats. What a drag."

Shikamaru, sitting next to Choji, rolled his eyes.

"So, students. If all goes well, we'll be studying together for the next six years.

"Let me introduce myself first...

"My name is Iruka Umino, your homeroom teacher. I'll be responsible for most of your theoretical and practical training..."

After successfully capturing the attention of all the students, Iruka wrote his name on the blackboard.

He then guided the students to come up to the podium one by one, to introduce themselves, and get to know each other.

"I'll go first! My name is Naruto Uzumaki! My dream is to become Hokage! I like a lot of things, but I like Ultraman the most!"

Naruto took the stage first, declaring his dream with gusto.

Clap, clap, clap!

"That's a wonderful dream! Then you'll have to work extra hard, Naruto."

Iruka led the applause, gradually warming up the atmosphere.

Thus, some of the more timid students also began to take the stage.

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha. I want to become the pride of the Uchiha clan, and if I get the chance, I also want to beat up a certain someone."

Little Sasuke raised his chin slightly, his eyes glancing sideways at Natsuki.

Because of this guy, he had disappointed his father when he returned home.

His brother, Itachi, had achieved first place on the academy entrance exam. Not only did he not get first, he didn't even get second.

Although his father didn't say anything, Sasuke saw the deep disappointment in his eyes.

And those roller skates he bought caused him to fall all afternoon.

Hmph! I will definitely find an opportunity, and would definitely get my revenge.

It was only then that Natsuki noticed the swollen half of Sasuke's face.

No wonder. Natsuki tought.

With Sasuke's looks, he should have caused a stir among these little girls.

So, when practicing with the roller skates, did this guy use his face as a brake? Or did he land face-first?

Forget it, it's not like the brat would hold it against me, the creator.

Natsuki gave him a look of concern from afar.

Instantly, Sasuke almost awakened his Sharingan.

"I'm Choji Akimichi. I like barbecue, and my dream is to have endless barbecue. I also really like Ultraman."

"Shikamaru Nara. My dream is... well, it's too troublesome to think about right now. I'll tell you when I figure it out..."

"I... I'm Hinata Hyuga. I'm... very happy to meet everyone. Thank you!"

One by one, the children took to the stage. Hinata, with Natsuki's encouraging nod, went up and gave a simple self-introduction.

She was so nervous that she even forgot her dream.

Following closely behind was Ino.

This girl was the complete opposite of Hinata. She strode confidently onto the podium.

Head held high, chest out, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her cold eyes scanning the entire class.

"Rejoice, classmates!

"You should feel honored to be classmates of Natsuki and... me..."

For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent.