Life-Threatening Survival Exam

Chapter 7: Life-Threatening Survival Exam

Uchiha Fugaku watched the clan members' retreating backs and let out a deep sigh.

As the clan head, he naturally understood his people's temperament. No matter what those people did, he would not take it to heart.

A narrow-minded person could never become clan head, much less the head of the Uchiha Clan.

His clansmen's thoughts were simply too erratic. Just moments ago, they had looked utterly frantic, yet now they were discussing whether fried chicken was good for children.

Watching Asuka walk out alongside an elder and even stuff a bucket of something into the man's arms, Uchiha Fugaku sighed again.

Being clan head was exhausting.

Meanwhile.

Outside.

Asuka had a chicken bone dangling from his mouth. His gaze fell on Elder Ryoichi beside him as he asked quietly.

"Say, Elder Ryoichi, when are we launching a coup d'état?"

"A coup d'état?"

Elder Ryoichi's body shuddered. He gave Asuka a panicked glance, then warily checked their surroundings before lowering his voice as well.

"Fuck, have you people sidelined This Old One?"

"No."

"Then why don't I know anything about a coup d'état?"

"The Hokage Position has never fallen to us. Shouldn't we launch a coup d'état?"

Were young people's thoughts this dangerous nowadays? Seeing the curiosity on Asuka's face, Elder Ryoichi shook his head hard. After putting the lid back on the Family Bucket in his arms, he gave Asuka a long look and whispered.

"Asuka, I'm your Second Grandfather.

"Although your parents died early, your second grandfather is still alive. Next time such dangerous thoughts arise in your heart, think more about your second grandfather."

Hiss! Asuka looked at Ryoichi, whose face practically screamed refusal, and said in a low voice.

"I know you're my second grandfather.

"Then, Second Grandfather, when will we start having thoughts of a coup d'état?"

You little— Elder Ryoichi glared at Asuka. Why was this brat's head full of coup d'états? Couldn't he just live properly? Was it because all his companions had died during the war, leaving him hollow and starved for affection? That made sense. He was eighteen already. Old enough to get married. After a moment of silence, he patted Asuka on the shoulder, shook his head, and walked away.

Sure enough, a man needed a weakness. People without one had such dangerous thoughts.

Watching Elder Ryoichi's departing back, Asuka stroked his chin with one hand as he walked home, recalling the plot from his previous life.

From that little test, he could be certain that the Uchiha Clan currently had no intention of staging a coup d'état. Though their lives were somewhat difficult, it was nowhere near bad enough to justify doing something like that.

Emmm, could it be that Uchiha Fugaku had decided to launch a coup d'état on his own? Recalling the information an elder had revealed while chatting with him some time ago, Asuka narrowed his eyes toward Naka Shrine.

Uchiha Fugaku was someone who valued the Uchiha Clan's future more than his own life.

Proud to bear the clan crest, he was extremely strict with his friends, family, and himself, and worked tirelessly to sacrifice and contribute for the prosperity of the Uchiha Clan.

Someone like that would probably start thinking about a coup d'état once he could no longer see a future for the clan, right? After all, anyone capable of awakening those kinds of eyes was more or less mentally unstable.

He should look into starting with Danzo instead.

The next day, at the Ninja Academy.

"Iruka!"

A little girl with long purple hair faced Iruka, though her eyes kept darting toward the doorway. With an eager expression, she asked.

"Do you think we'll be assigned to the same team? Who will our instructor be?"

"I don't know."

Iruka shook his head. Then he looked at the purple-haired girl and said expectantly as well.

"Probably a Chunin, or maybe a Special Jonin. It could even be a Jonin."

"Heh!"

An untimely scoff came from beside them. A black-haired, white-eyed girl looked disdainfully toward the doorway and said slowly.

"The ninja war hasn't ended yet. Most Jonin are busy with missions. How could one possibly come to be our instructor?"

Bang! Bang! Bang! As soon as she finished speaking, the three heard a series of knocks at the door. Before they could react, the classroom door was pushed open from outside.

Then, a ninja with short black hair appeared in the doorway. He wore a black form-fitting combat uniform beneath a green Jonin flak jacket.

Holding a sheet of paper, he strode toward the podium.

Looking at the seven or eight children seated in the classroom, he lowered his head to glance at the list in his hand and called out.

"Umino Iruka, Uzuki Yugao, Hyuga Hanahana."

After seeing the three stand up somewhat nervously, Asuka smiled at them and said.

"Come with me."

Watching the Jonin turn and leave, as well as the Uchiha Clan crest on his back, Yugao and the others exchanged looks, their faces all showing complicated expressions.

The Uchiha Clan... their strength was inversely proportional to their sanity. This was common knowledge throughout the ninja world.

They really didn't. Although their instructor was a jonin, they did not want their instructor to be a jonin from the Uchiha clan.

After Asuka brought the three little ones to the rooftop, he turned to face them and introduced himself.

"My name is Uchiha Asuka, a combat-type jonin of Konoha. I like cooked food, though I can tolerate raw food too. Recently, my hobby has been being a reporter, and my dream is to live safely for the rest of my life.

"Now it's your turn to introduce yourselves."

"Gulp~"

After swallowing, Iruka edged forward by the tiniest step and said softly.

"M-My name is Umino Iruka. I just graduated from the Ninja Academy. I like, like, like Ichiraku Uncle's ramen. I don't like wasabi. My hobby is soaking in hot springs, and my dream... my dream is to become a teacher."

Mm.

Asuka nodded and turned his gaze to the purple-haired girl.

"My name is Uzuki Yugao. I just graduated from the Ninja Academy. I hate greasy food, my hobby is flower viewing, and my dream..."

At that, Yugao suddenly felt her cheeks heating up. Covering them with both hands, she asked softly.

"Can I not say my dream?"

"Of course!"

"Huh?"

Seeing that her instructor was actually so easygoing, Yugao's eyes widened dramatically. Was this Uchiha really that easy to talk to? "What about you?"

"My name is Hyuga Hanahana. I just graduated from the Ninja Academy. I like bananas, hate milk, my hobby is spacing out, and my dream is freedom."

Looking at the girl's pale eyes and the mark on her forehead, Asuka instantly understood what she meant by freedom.

Caged Bird?

Poor thing.

With that thought, he casually formed a hand seal with one hand, summoned three Family Buckets, and said.

"Normally, instructors would bore their students with some kind of difficulty test—something about teamwork, or bell-grabbing, that sort of thing. But I'm different.

"The way for you to earn my approval is to finish these three Family Buckets.

"If you can't finish them, I'll send you back to the Ninja Academy. After all, I'm a combat-type ninja. Being your teacher is a mission Hokage-sama forced on me."

"That simple??"

The three stared at the Family Buckets in Asuka's hands and asked in disbelief.

This test was simply... "Of course it isn't that simple."

As he spoke, Asuka vanished in a flash. When he reappeared, the three saw the Uchiha ninja carrying a pile of food: milk, wasabi, and oil. The instant they saw those three things, an ominous feeling rose in their hearts.

They were all foods they hated.

Bang! Asuka bit open a carton of milk and poured it straight into one of the Family Buckets.

Glug! Glug! Glug! Watching helplessly as the Family Bucket was gradually submerged in milk, Hyuga Hanahana's eyes welled with tears as she muttered.

"Enough... enough, it's really enough... that's way too much..."

After soaking the Family Bucket in milk, he put on gloves and smeared a thick layer of wasabi over every drumstick.

Finally, he took out a brush, dipped it in oil a few times, and flicked it over the drumsticks.

Eugh! Looking at the oil dripping from the drumsticks, Asuka could not help but shudder. Then he handed the three huge buckets to the children, his face solemn.

"This is the first lesson I'm giving you.

"Ninjas are not allowed to have foods they dislike."

"Oh, right."

Asuka sat on the railing, looking at the three conflicted children. As though he had suddenly remembered something, he continued.

"My Medical Ninjutsu is extremely advanced. Although I once swore never to use Medical Ninjutsu again, if the three of you get food poisoning, I can reluctantly treat you.

"After all, vows are things you say for other people to hear."

"Eat. Even if you'd rather go back to the Ninja Academy and study for another year, you still have to finish it today—"

The three looked up at Asuka. Seeing the serious expression on his face, they lowered their heads to look at the food in their buckets, and a wave of nausea surged up instinctively.

Milk-soaked Honey Mustard... What even was this? Honey Mustard plus unknown oil... Would they get diarrhea? Half a day later.

Urgh~ urgh~ blegh~ blegh~ cough~ cough~ cough~ Asuka, who had fallen asleep, was awakened by pained groans. Looking at the three suffering figures on the rooftop, then at the empty buckets in front of them, he smiled.

"Congratulations. You are now qualified genin."

"T-Teacher, my stomach hurts so much."

Hearing that, he jumped down from the platform and went to Yugao. Seeing her kneeling on the ground in pain, Asuka's palm emitted a ball of green light, which he pressed against her stomach.

A moment later, he scratched his head awkwardly and muttered.

"Those black-hearted outsiders. I told them to give me any kind of bulk oil, and they actually gave me fish oil."

Seeing Yugao's expression gradually ease, he took off his Battle Suit and tied it around her waist. Then he patted Yugao on the head, his face full of apology.

"Well, since you ate fish oil, your stomach and intestines won't absorb the oil. You'll most likely have diarrhea later, so go squat in the school bathroom for half the day first. I'll take you home tonight. By the way, don't go touching the oil stain on your butt. It's hard to wash out."

Hearing this, Yugao gave Uchiha Asuka a strange look. She didn't understand why he had tied the Battle Suit around her waist.

Unable to suppress her curiosity about the oil stain on her butt, she reached behind herself and touched it. "So much oil..."

Uzuki Yugao stared fixedly at her greasy palm for a long time without saying a word.

Then she raised her head and gave Asuka a deeply aggrieved look before running toward the bathroom without looking back.

"You drank too much milk. You should also stay in the bathroom for half the day."

"You ate too much wasabi. You don't need to go to the bathroom, but remember to buy a bottle of enema solution from the hospital later. Going to the bathroom tomorrow will be very painful for you."

After treating the remaining two students, Asuka wiped the sweat from his forehead. Looking at the sun gradually setting in the west, he muttered to himself.

"Being a teacher is really exhausting. It's only just begun, and I'm already about to shut down."

Ahem, ahem, I still haven't signed a contract. There'll only be one chapter today for now; I can't post more, or it'll be close to 300,000 words by the time it goes premium.