For a moment,
Iruka felt rather conflicted.
Teacher and students stared at one another for ten minutes, all feeling complicated emotions, while a strange sense of shared suffering arose in their hearts.
Before they knew it, the bond between teacher and students had deepened by several degrees.
After all, one of life's four greatest brotherhoods was getting beaten together.
Once they were done staring at one another, the teacher and students naturally turned their eyes toward Naruto, only to find him sitting upright on his stool with a cold expression, looking like an exemplary student seriously listening to class.
Everyone looked at Naruto with a hint of resentment.
Hinata was the exception. She did not look at Naruto resentfully, but she found this cold-faced Naruto strange.
He was unlike Naruto.
Normally, when she boldly looked at Naruto like this, her heartbeat would uncontrollably quicken, her face would burn, and in the end she would let out a soft whimper before burying her head in her chest, too afraid to look at him again.
She felt that the Naruto who had come to school was not the real Naruto.
After school, she would go to the Breeding Farm and see Naruto. This thought suddenly arose in Hinata's heart.
"Alright, students, class is starting now." To ease the awkward atmosphere, Iruka finally picked up his lesson notes and began teaching.
This class was somewhat agonizing, but school finally let out.
"Alright, students, that concludes this morning's lesson. As for the Transformation Jutsu, you must all practice it diligently when you get home." Iruka heaved a sigh of relief inwardly and decisively ended the morning session.
At the end, he watched the students in the class bid Naruto farewell. Once Naruto and Sasuke had both slung on their backpacks, Iruka finally called out