"Sigh, Tobirama, look at what you wrote, you made the kid cry..."
The classmates around all cast strange looks at Inada Kojiro.
The Will of Fire class is indeed difficult to score high on, but getting a passing grade is basically not hard, as long as you don't insult the Hokage, you can basically scrape a pass.
Even Uchiha Obito's rebellious answers were given a sixty by Sarutobi Hiruzen, considering various aspects.
In the entire Ninja School, aside from Uchiha Obito who felt targeted, the only other pair of disheartened zero-score brothers were Sarutobi Asuma and Inada Kojiro.
"Impossible, maybe my answers were too excellent, and the high score overwhelmed the kid with joy..." Senju Tobirama felt uneasy inside, but still put up a strong front.
Aomi shrugged his shoulders, slowly walked over, sat down next to Inada Kojiro, and gently comforted him.
At the same time, Aomi picked up his exam paper and almost laughed out loud impolitely.
The score was really a shock.
A big fat zero written in thick red pen, accompanied by an angry exclamation mark!
Beneath the zero score, there were even more comments than were given to Aomi.
[Overly ambitious, impetuous; Will of Fire isn't your armchair strategy, learning to be a ninja should be your priority!]
Aomi couldn't hold it, using his bloodline's secret technique on Senju Tobirama: Uchiha's Mad Laugh!
In that moment, Aomi forgot about his persona, just wanting to thoroughly mock this ordinary Hokage in front of him, bursting out in a pig-like laugh.
The condescending tone between the lines, combined with this unusually difficult test, made Aomi almost certain that from designing the test to grading it, it was definitely Sarutobi Hiruzen's work.
Meanwhile, Senju Tobirama stared motionlessly at Sarutobi Hiruzen's comments, but his whole being blushed rapidly from inside out, basically one step away from spewing boiling steam from his head!
Compared to Aomi, Senju Tobirama didn't need to analyze so much—he recognized Sarutobi Hiruzen's handwriting!
"Boil Release: Red Tobirama Jutsu!"
Senju Tobirama really didn't expect that his beloved disciple Hiruzen would actually give his answers a zero... especially adding such a harsh critique, essentially meaning—
Do you deserve to talk to me about the Will of Fire?
Get lost!
"Well, well, well!" Senju Tobirama murmured, "You better hope I don't get the chance, monkey..."
It's undeniable, at this moment, Senju Tobirama's expression and manner were exactly like Sarutobi Hiruzen when he was about to whip Asuma with a belt.
Perhaps, this is what they call master and disciple inheritance?
"Let me think, what did a certain Hokage say before?" Aomi grinned, counting on his fingers:
"The score was too high, overwhelmed them with joy, writing a perfect exam paper, consider it a lesson for me, if the score isn't higher than mine, someone's face on the Hokage Rock gets replaced with mine..."
"What else was there, maybe you can remind me? After all, you said it yourself, you must remember better than I do."
"Well, this is another kind of full score, isn't it, without any score, a reverse full score..."
Senju Tobirama gritted his teeth silently, and if he were alive, he would have grabbed a belt and rushed into the Hokage Building by now, to let Sarutobi Hiruzen know who the master is.
Little monkey, if it weren't for me covering your retreat back then, would you be here lecturing me about the Will of Fire?
Putting aside the fact that the answerer is a Genin, you dare say I'm not qualified to be a ninja?
Damn!
[From the duel target Senju Tobirama: You obtained Nin-Taijutsu: Senju Monster Strength!]
Aomi couldn't help but laugh, this reward seemed to fit Senju Tobirama's current mood, was he intending to smash Sarutobi Hiruzen's head with one punch?
"Alright, Tobirama, Sarutobi Hiruzen doesn't know it was your paper, who asked you to be so straightforward?"
"That can't be! What I said were all insightful and valuable words, how dare he speak to me like that?" Senju Tobirama waved his big hand with a wistful tone:
"Monkey, you'd better govern the village without any flaws, otherwise you'd best pray you have no chance to see me..."
Aomi sighed.
Does Senju Tobirama have this chance?
There actually is a chance.
[Power of Senju Tobirama] granted Aomi permission to borrow his strength. If Senju Tobirama plans on teaching his disciples a harsh lesson at a suitable time, Aomi wouldn't mind lending his body for a while.
He enjoys watching a master teaching unruly disciples a lesson, he'd just cheer from the sidelines when the time comes...
"Kid, do me a favor."
Senju Tobirama gradually cooled down, looked at the very saddened Inada Kojiro, and whispered, "Help me comfort this child, even though he doesn't know this is the monkey, even as a teacher, this reprimand is too harsh."
"After all, this is my issue."
Aomi nodded, thinking Senju Tobirama had a bit of a conscience, but said nothing, just pursed his lips.
Seeing this, Senju Tobirama sighed in resignation: "Alright, alright, I'll teach you a few ninjutsu moves, I won't go back on my word."
"But, don't get it wrong, it's just casual teaching, we're not in a master-disciple relationship!"
Aomi chuckled, looking at Senju Tobirama with disdain, "I am a Konoha ninja, have you ever heard of a Konoha ninja apprenticing under a guy who got a zero in the Will of Fire exam? You're quite ordinary, Tobirama."
Senju Tobirama's eyes turned dangerously, even though he didn't temporarily understand what 'ordinary' meant, it felt extremely insulting...
But Aomi didn't care, spreading his hands with an 'what-can-you-do-about-it' look, laughing thrice, swaggering, and turning away.
"Aomi-kun, what should I do? I surely can't become a ninja! If I can't become a ninja, how will I earn money? If I can't earn money, my dreams will be shattered!"
Inada Kojiro cried louder at the gentle Aomi: "The dream of my life is to inherit my grandfather's recipe for the Three-Colored Pills, save enough money to open a Three-Colored Pill shop..."
"Why, why did I write such a lousy exam paper!"
Upon hearing this, Aomi was somewhat surprised.
This Inada Kojiro is the future owner of the Three-Colored Pill shop?
"Is this your dream, Inada-kun..." Aomi silently looked at the paper in his hand again, this kid truly didn't seem suited to be a ninja.
"In that case, don't become a ninja."
Inada Kojiro cried even louder, even Aomi said so, he must really have no hope.
"Go open a pill shop, the stall next to Ichiraku Ramen belongs to my family. Work there, Inada."
Aomi patted his shoulder: "I won't charge rent until you're of age. As for profit-sharing, we'll discuss once you're doing well, just focus on making the Three-Colored Pills delicious first."
Inada Kojiro immediately stopped crying, his hands trembling: "R-really... Aomi-kun!"
In the back row of the class, Sarutobi Asuma clutched his still faintly aching butt, watching this scene with complex emotions, his mind in a muddle.