Ninja School.
Class dismissed.
"Today, I'm definitely going to beat you guys up, Moegi, Udon, let's go!"
Konohamaru led Moegi and Udon, challenging the Tenyu Squad.
The surrounding students saw this and immediately felt interested, coming over to watch.
"Here they go again, here they go again! Konohamaru, who has never won, is challenging them again."
"How can you say he's never won? We can't beat him."
"Konohamaru Corps, you can do it!"
"No way, the Tenyu Squad is first in everything."
The classmates started discussing.
Moegi tugged at Konohamaru's sleeve: "Konohamaru, maybe we should just give up, we can't beat them."
Udon 'sniffed' his snot back: "They're too strong."
"How can you say such things? If we try a little harder, we can fight them back and forth."
Konohamaru said, displeased.
"But only you can beat them, we can't!"
Udon said softly.
Across from them, listening to their conversation, the three members of the Tenyu Squad all smiled.
Tenyu, Maki, and Takeshi, the true geniuses of the second grade.
Tenyu and Maki were illusion Ninjutsu geniuses who could already perform Iruka-sensei's Fire of Eight Fragrances in second grade, and their Taijutsu was also top-tier.
Takeshi was a sword-style genius, and also a genius in various theories.
As for Konohamaru's squad, only Moegi and Konohamaru could fight, and theoretically, only Moegi and Udon could fight. Konohamaru was just above average.
Tenyu said to Konohamaru: "Give it up. A student like you who can't even study properly isn't worthy of being our opponent."
"You hateful Tenyu! I'm the Hokage's grandson! I'll become very strong in the future, and then I'll beat you to a pulp!" When it came to his studies, Konohamaru was furious.
The key was that it was true.
He indeed didn't put enough effort into his studies, even with the Hokage grandpa hiring a tutor.
Tenyu's words struck right at his heart.
Maki: "Let's go. Dad said we shouldn't bully those who don't want to study, but rather protect them. Only then is it the meaning of us becoming Ninja. Protecting the weak is our mission as Ninja."
Takeshi nodded upon hearing this: "As expected of Senior Satoru, every word he says is profound. Indeed, we must protect the weak and not bully them."
As a fan of Satoru, he kept every word Satoru said in his heart.
Tenyu heard this and thought it made sense. Bullying the childish Konohamaru was becoming less and less interesting.
He then led his squad towards the classroom.
"Takeshi, is my dad's sword-style insight useful?"
"Hmph hmph, as expected of Senior Satoru's work! The phrase 'listen with your ears, see with your heart' has advanced my sword-style by a huge step. I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to Senior Satoru. I will study hard. Thank you, Tenyu, Maki."
Takeshi spoke with much gratitude.
He used to stumble sometimes when blindfolded due to not being used to it. Later, Tenyu and Maki, seeing his immense admiration for Satoru, brought him Satoru's sword-style insights. Now, he has become accustomed to seeing the world with his heart.
It was as if the enemy's weaknesses were right before his eyes.
"Haha, that's good. Although my dad's main ability is Genjutsu, he's an Omnipotence Ninja. His sword-style isn't bad either. As long as you master it, you'll definitely become stronger." Tenyu laughed heartily.
They completely ignored the Konohamaru Corps behind them.
"..."
Upon hearing that he was weak, Konohamaru was already fuming, pointing at them and about to curse.
But he found that they had already walked far away.
His fists were clenched tightly, he was agitated.
How could they... how could they... He was the Hokage's grandson! Who gave them the courage to... to call him weak?
Konohamaru was trembling all over.
"Konohamaru…" Moegi looked at him worriedly.
Udon, with his snot dripping, looked the same.
The Tenyu Squad's words meant nothing to them, but they were too impactful for Konohamaru.
"Damn it…" Konohamaru, through his gapped front teeth, squeezed out a trace of unwillingness: "I… from today onwards, I will definitely study hard and thoroughly defeat you all. Just you wait!"
He was someone who was going to become Hokage, he didn't want to be a weakling who needed protection… "Nani, you actually know all of these! I truly am an elite teacher. As long as you follow my instructions, you will definitely become Hokage."
Ebisu pushed up his sunglasses, a smile playing on his lips.
He hadn't expected Konohamaru's studies to improve so much recently. It seemed his teaching was indeed the best at the Ninja School.
Konohamaru, only in second grade, could already easily perform the Clone Technique and rope escape techniques.
Many sixth-grade students couldn't even do this, and some even failed to graduate because of it.
"Stop talking nonsense. This time, teach me Shuriken throwing. I must hit the target every time…"
Konohamaru's eyes were firm.
"No problem, I will teach you everything I know. You will be the first Hokage I've mentored." Ebisu was full of confidence…
........
Crystal Ball
"Indeed, appropriate competition is necessary to make Konohamaru more serious."
Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the scene in the crystal ball, a smile on his face.
Konohamaru had been working harder and harder recently.
He also understood the motivation behind his hard work.
It was those two little ones from Satoru's House, and that little one who admired Satoru.
This also made things much easier for him.
Konohamaru was usually too mischievous.
The three members of the Tenyu Squad had also officially caught his eye. These were the seeds of three powerful Ninja.
Then, remembering something else, the crystal ball's image changed, revealing a small figure.
At this moment, the small figure was practicing the Clone Technique near a small forest.
However, each clone he created was just a lump.
This made the small figure look distressed.
"Naruto, although he has great Chakra potential, due to the Nine-Tailed, there's strong interference in his Chakra control. It seems I must find a way to let him graduate. Otherwise, he'll be stuck in school forever."
Hiruzen Sarutobi, being a Ninjutsu professor, immediately saw Naruto's problem: his Chakra control was too poor.
And the reason for this was none other than the Nine-Tail.
On the road.
"Senior Satoru, could you sign my sword?"
Takeshi followed behind him, saying excitedly.
Tenyu and Maki were speechless. Was his admiration really that intense?
Today, they brought their good friend Takeshi to meet the idol he had always wanted to see. Satoru had just arranged to meet Sister Yakumo, so they brought them along.
Unexpectedly, Takeshi was too excited, his steps faltering all the way.
Finally, he said what he wanted to say.
"Haha, of course…"
He had heard that his son and daughter had made a good friend, but he didn't expect him to be his fan.
And he also possessed a certain talent for perception.
He even imitated his style.
This reminded him of a certain unburnable Kakashi II. Could he have that kind of talent?
Then he took Takeshi's sword and, on the grip of the hilt, deeply carved the four characters 'Satoru' using Chakra.