"Good morning, Kimura!"
"Good morning, Hyuga!"
After two months of getting along, even if Hyuga Mirai didn't pay much attention to his cannon fodder classmates, he still remembered everyone's names, specialties, and grades.
Hyuga Mirai performed very well at the Nin school; whether it was theoretical classes or tactical classes, Hyuga Mirai's answers always received praise from the teacher; and in Shuriken throwing and taijutsu training, Hyuga Mirai was also at the forefront.
It wasn't that he didn't want to hide it, but these little brat classmates hadn't realized the horror of war and weren't very serious about learning to be ninjas. Among the civilian students, playing and competing with each other occupied a large part of their minds, which meant it was difficult to see their progress.
Moreover, if he performed worse than these unmotivated civilian students, he would be punished upon returning to the clan.
Unless a civilian genius emerged among his classmates.
Compared to Hyuga Mirai's dominance in Class B, the competition in Class A was truly fierce.
The main family of the Hyuga Clan, the son of Konoha White Fang, the son of the Hokage, and the sons of various large and small families in Konoha.
Although some people came from small families, the politically astute Third Hokage still placed them in Class A.
Uchiha Obito was also there; his entrance exam scores weren't as good as Hyuga Mirai's, but just because he was the only Uchiha in this graduating class, he was assigned to Class A.
"Hyuga, have you heard?"
As soon as class ended, a bob-haired female classmate leaned over to Hyuga Mirai and asked.
'It's Koharu Junko, sitting in the front left, average performance, not particularly active or lagging in taijutsu training.'
Information about the female classmate who approached him flashed through Hyuga Mirai's mind, then he smiled and said to her, "Oh, it's Koharu. What happened?"
"It's the practical combat class, Hyuga! We're having a practical combat class this afternoon."
Koharu Junko whispered to Hyuga Mirai like an underground party contact.
"Practical combat class? But we've only been in school for two months." It's a bit too early, isn't it? For some classmates, they probably can't even hit the target with a Shuriken.
Hyuga Mirai thought to himself, not to mention Shuriken throwing, what's there to see about five or six-year-olds having a practical combat class?
Koharu Junko shook her head and said, "I'm not sure. It seems we're with Class A. Haruko secretly overheard it when she passed by Ishii Ichiro's office."
"So it's with Class A."
In that case, Hyuga Mirai roughly guessed the school's, or rather Ishii Ichiro's, idea.
Among the students in Class B, apart from Hyuga Mirai, no one else had yet received praise from Ishii Ichiro; if it weren't for only two months since the start of school, Hyuga Mirai estimated that this cold-faced teacher would have severely scolded all the classmates in the class.
'Using the excellence of Class A students to motivate the sloths in Class B.'
This was probably Ishii Ichiro's plan.
After Koharu Junko got the satisfaction of 'narrating news that others didn't know' from Hyuga Mirai, she went to find other classmates and whispered very discreetly, "Inoue, do you know? We're having a practical combat class this afternoon."
Hyuga Mirai ignored the commotion in the class. He quietly thought about the afternoon's practical combat class in his seat.
Disciples of the great clans had already started refining Chakra, and perhaps they had already mastered the Three Body Technique.
As for Hyuga Mirai, he had been delayed when he transmigrated because his original father passed away, and later had no one to guide his training, so he had been training alone.
Taking this opportunity, he also wanted to see how strong the students in Class A were.
Not long after, the cold-faced teacher Ishii Ichiro came into the classroom to teach. As soon as he entered, everyone quietly settled down in a tacit understanding. Facing the Chunin teacher who had retired from the battlefield, these mischievous children didn't yet have the ability to face him without changing their expressions.
"It seems many of you already know. That's right, we're having a practical combat class with Class A this afternoon. This time, I and Teacher Kimori will supervise the class together, and the scores will be recorded."
After Ishii Ichiro finished speaking, he saw that all the students below looked excited, so his expression turned cold, and with a 'bang', he slammed the lesson plan onto the desk and spoke coldly:
"To be honest, in the practical combat class this afternoon, I only have a little expectation for Hyuga Mirai. As for the rest of you, I hope you can recognize the gap between yourselves and excellent classmates, and thus study and practice diligently, so that you can make me proud after becoming ninjas in the future, instead of not even being able to pass the Nin school graduation assessment!"
These words, for the students in the class, were like having a basin of ice water poured over their heads, directly extinguishing their newly ignited fighting spirit.
Even the teacher didn't approve, so what was there to look forward to? However, more people looked at Hyuga Mirai, with envious and jealous gazes.
Ishii Ichiro didn't care about the mental processes of these little brats. If they couldn't even handle such a small setback, they might as well drop out early.
He was training ninjas for Konoha, not a children's psychological counselor.
Few people could listen to the theoretical class that followed. Ishii Ichiro didn't care; this was his teaching method, and those who couldn't accept it simply had no talent as ninjas.
Hyuga Mirai, however, listened very carefully. There was little he could do in class, and he had to ensure excellent theoretical class grades, which were the foundation for becoming a Medical Ninja.
Although many theoretical classes were useless, such as "In-depth Analysis of the Konoha Spirit."
Soon, it was time for the afternoon practical combat class.
A total of sixty students from the two classes, led by their teachers, arrived at the training ground inside the Nin school one after another.
After a period of adjustment, many of Hyuga Mirai's classmates had recovered their mindset. Their eyes were filled with defiance and fighting spirit, and they kept looking back and forth at the students in Class A.
Hyuga Mirai also looked at the people in Class A, but he was preparing to get to know the future celebrities.
Although this graduating class was not as good as the one a decade and a half later, it still produced a Six Paths-level powerhouse, a causality-based Fifty-Fifty, the Ninja World's monetary unit, and Konoha's Steel Fist Master. There were quite a few famous people.
As for the others, Hyuga Mirai also paid close attention to them, not missing anyone.
However, his gaze was noticed by the main family's young lady, Hyuga Kiyomi, the daughter of the main branch elder.
"Your class has good fighting spirit."
Kimori Inaka, the teacher of Class A, said to Ishii Ichiro.
Ishii Ichiro shook his head and said, "What's the use of strong fighting spirit? I don't have any hope for them. It's enough for these guys to see excellent peers."