Chapter 26: Good News... and a Prophecy That Could Make One Faint

The Fruits of an Afternoon's Work

The sun had begun to set, casting a warm orange hue over the rooftops of Konoha, creating an oddly peaceful scene.

On the training ground, Satoru stretched his arms and let out a light sigh of relief.

Today's lesson had gone smoothly.

While seasoned students like Kakashi and Uchiha Tekka were already proficient in throwing projectiles, the less experienced ones still struggled to control their angles and throwing strength.

Thankfully, he wasn't just any ordinary teacher—his years of watching anime religiously had given him deep insights into battle techniques.

If someone asked how he knew so much?

Simple.

"Thank you, my youth wasted on staring at a computer screen studying anime."

But as for why he had actual combat knowledge of projectile techniques?

That was thanks to Miyamoto Musashi.

The legendary swordsman wasn't just a master of the blade—he had studied assassination techniques in depth to survive the countless life-or-death battles he faced.

Musashi had trained himself to counter projectiles, putting his body in real combat situations to understand how assassins moved and attacked. That was how he had survived a legendary one-versus-seventy-two battle.

And now, everything Musashi knew… flowed in Satoru's veins.

Choosing Musashi was the best decision of his life. Satoru silently thanked the legendary swordsman!

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**Parting Ways**

As class ended, the students gradually dispersed.

Kakashi and Gai left first, hurrying home to prepare dinner. Gai and Obito seemed torn between eating with their families and joining Satoru for meals. Perhaps, in future dinners, it would sometimes just be him and Kakashi.

Obito, however, walked more slowly, eyes shining with excitement as he chatted endlessly beside Nohara Rin.

"Rin, I worked so hard in my practice match with Sensei yesterday! You wouldn't believe how strong Sensei is, but he still had to admit that I'm a genius!"

"Satoru-sensei taught me about the rhythm of battle, and now I finally understand it! Beating Kakashi is just a matter of time, Rin!"

Obito puffed out his chest with pride, but…

Nohara Rin simply smiled gently and patted his head.

"Mhm, you're amazing, Obito-kun!"

Under the golden sunset, Obito's face turned red, but his spirit soared with newfound determination.

Kakashi, walking further ahead, glanced back at them for a moment before silently turning away.

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**An Empty Wallet... and a Broke Teacher**

At that moment, an excited voice called out.

"Sensei! I won the quiz today, so you have to treat me to ice cream!"

Mitarashi Anko cheerfully ran up, followed closely by two snickering figures—Kotetsu and Izumo.

Izumo clicked his tongue, smirking teasingly.

"Don't make Sensei any poorer than he already is, Anko."

Kotetsu nodded immediately.

"Your answer wasn't even fully correct!"

Anko pouted.

"Hey! I was at least 90% right! I only missed a few small details!"

She started arguing with the two boys, while Satoru quietly patted his wallet.

It… was empty.

"No wonder Luffy chose to be a pirate. With his appetite, if he tried to be a farmer, I bet he wouldn't even sleep or rest just to afford food!"

He sighed in resignation, then nodded in defeat.

"Alright, lead the way, Anko-chan. Of course, I haven't forgotten my promise."

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**Good News... and Ungrateful Students**

But just as they were about to leave, a figure stepped in their way.

Renji.

The tall instructor crossed his arms and looked at Satoru with an unreadable expression before finally speaking.

"The Hokage has approved a special promotion for you, Satoru-kun. From now on, you are officially a full-fledged instructor."

Satoru: "...Huh!?"

Kotetsu and Izumo's jaws dropped before they shouted in unison.

"Sensei got promoted!?"

Anko's eyes sparkled.

"Then we have to celebrate! Sensei, treat the whole group! Don't pretend you didn't hear me!"

Satoru: "...!!!"

Before he could even process the good news, he could already feel his wallet disintegrating into dust.

"Why does happiness always come with suffering!?"

Feeling like crying but unable to, Satoru started thinking seriously.

"Should I borrow money from Kakashi?"

He recalled that the White Fang had been a legendary ninja who completed multiple S-rank missions—surely, he had left Kakashi a decent inheritance.

"As a student, isn't it only right to show appreciation to his teacher!?"

Satoru began scheming, determined that in the next class, he would find a way to collect 'appreciation fees'—no, 'respect fees'—from his three disciples.

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**System Reward… But Not the Final Surprise**

After returning home, Satoru collapsed onto his bed. But before he could even rest for three seconds—

*Ting!*

[System Notice: Successful lesson completed. Reward acquired—Super Alloy Kunai from Bulma's advanced technology.]

[Projectile skills +20 experience.]

Satoru blinked at the kunai that had just appeared in his hand.

A sleek black kunai, so sharp that he could feel its chilling edge just by brushing his fingers over it.

He nodded approvingly.

"This will definitely come in handy. The kids will love it."

"I'll gift it to the top student in the next training session."

But…

Just as Satoru was about to head to the shower, the system chimed again.

*Ting!*

**Critical Notice**

[In one month, the system will summon a character from another world into this one. The host is responsible for helping them integrate.]

Satoru: "...???" *What? Who am I? Where am I?*

But it didn't stop there.

[Temporal space distortion detected. There is a high probability that enemies from other worlds will infiltrate the Naruto world. The host must be cautious.]

Satoru: "...!!!"

*Green beans and bok choy, SYSTEM!*

His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Wait, System, what the hell do you mean!?"

"I thought I only transmigrated into the Naruto world!?"

"And now… there are other-world enemies too!?"

He was speechless.

[System: Affirmative. The likelihood is very high. The host is advised to strengthen his power quickly to avoid an early death. Current evaluation: The host's strength is insufficient to withstand even a single sneeze from Madara.]

Satoru fell silent, his soul leaving his body.

He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, utterly numb.

For the first time…

"I might have just unknowingly walked into a bigger plot than I ever expected."

And the scariest part—

"I'm completely unprepared for any of this!"