The Late System

Beizawa's grades at the Ninja Academy were far from ideal.

Itachi Uchiha graduated from the Ninja Academy at seven, while he barely managed to graduate at thirteen.

Naruto Uzumaki became the savior of the world at seventeen, while he exhausted every ounce of his strength just to become a Chunin at seventeen.

In this ninja world where lives are taken without a blink, Beizawa was a "three-no" ninja: no talent, no bloodline, and no backing.

To survive until the grand finale, he chose to run off to the Ninja Academy to teach, and he had been teaching for five years now.

"Today in Konoha, it is another peaceful day."

Beizawa stood up and walked over to the window.

It was the annual start of the school year once again; the playground was bustling with people coming and going, incredibly lively.

Beizawa looked down at the new student files in his hand, and familiar names came into view one by one.

Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha, Hinata Hyuga, Ino Yamanaka, Sakura Haruno, Choji Akimichi, Shikamaru Nara, Kiba Inuzuka, and others.

"Five years, a full five years, I have finally waited for these protagonists."

Beizawa sighed with emotion in his heart.

From here on out, his life had only two major calamities left to face.

The first was Orochimaru's Konoha Crush Plan, and the second was the Akatsuki Organization's Pain invasion led by Nagato.

The former did not involve the Ninja Academy, so it was not a big problem.

The latter was more troublesome; that "Almighty Push" leveled half of Konoha.

Beizawa's plan was to run away in advance by taking leave from the village.

As for the specific timing, he could calculate it based on when Naruto Uzumaki and the others enrolled.

Just as he was pondering the timeline, he suddenly heard a "ding."

[Detected that the host has reached six years of age and successfully enrolled; Strongest Hokage Development System activated.]

Beizawa froze in place, stunned.

He had waited twenty-one years, and at the very moment he had given up all hope, the door had finally opened.

Even Lu Mingfei only waited seventeen years—why did this system show up only now?

Wait! Where the hell did you send me? Am I six years old?

"System, is there something wrong?"

Beizawa couldn't help but ask.

[Please complete the first phase of the main quest: Dominate the Ninja Academy and become the strongest graduate.]

No, brother, are you really this brain-dead?

I'm glad you're here, but you got the timing wrong, and I am very unhappy.

How the hell am I supposed to be a graduate now? Answer me!

No wonder they say blue is the color of wisdom.

Beizawa finally understood: this damned system was fifteen years late.

Could it be... that he had waited in vain?

[To dominate the Ninja Academy, you must first conquer your classmates.]

[Current Mission: Obtain the initial recognition of your classmate, Naruto Uzumaki.]

[Mission Reward: Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique.]

[Do you accept?]

Beizawa was speechless.

He wasn't a classmate of Naruto Uzumaki, so how was he supposed to do the mission?

If he applied to go back to the Ninja Academy as a student, Hiruzen Sarutobi would probably reply by telling him to hire a professional, or rather, a medical ninja to check if his brain had been eaten by zombies.

"Who designed this system? Is it the legendary team of introverts?"

Beizawa rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

There was no other way; he had to just roll with the mistakes.

If he couldn't complete the mission, he... well, there wasn't much he could do.

Other than getting angry, he could only get angry, or at most, spout a few choice profanities.

But what if this brain-dead system's mission could actually be completed?

The only silver lining was that there were no penalties for failing or refusing a mission.

"A person can't be this unlucky forever, right?"

Beizawa chose to accept the mission.

He put down the student files and left the office.

Just as he arrived at the school playground, he heard a flurry of crude remarks.

"Don't go near him, that guy is a monster."

"You must never play with him, stay as far away as possible."

"I really don't understand why the Hokage would allow him to attend school."

Teacher Beizawa looked toward a small, yellow-haired boy sitting on a swing.

He kept his head down, appearing silent and withdrawn, separated from the surrounding liveliness by a pathetic, thick barrier.

You all are truly impressive.

Daring to breathe down the neck of a boy who possesses a nuclear bomb; you aren't even afraid of being turned into well-done meat.

Ignoring the strange looks from the crowd, Teacher Beizawa walked forward.

Naruto Uzumaki heard the footsteps and instinctively looked up, meeting a pair of black eyes.

He couldn't help but be stunned, as the other person's demeanor was very gentle, and he couldn't sense any malice at all.

"What is your name?"

Teacher Beizawa sighed inwardly and asked with great patience.

Gaining the initial approval of Naruto Uzumaki was actually a very simple task.

Because in his world, there were currently only two people who acknowledged him: Hiruzen Sarutobi and Teuchi.

"I... my name is Naruto Uzumaki."

Naruto Uzumaki felt a trace of warmth; he perked up and asked, "And you?"

"Beizawa."

Teacher Beizawa replied.

"Big Brother Beizawa, hello!"

Naruto Uzumaki said, his tone filled with excitement.

"Don't call me Big Brother."

Teacher Beizawa's mouth twitched as he said, "You should call me Teacher."

"Teacher?"

Naruto Uzumaki's eyes lit up as he asked, "Are you the teacher for First Year Class A?"

"Mm."

Teacher Beizawa nodded.

"That's great!"

Naruto Uzumaki said, feeling very happy, "I'm in First Year Class A too."

"I'll take you to register."

Teacher Beizawa reached out, patted him on the shoulder, and said.

"Thank you, Teacher Beizawa!"

Naruto Uzumaki excitedly jumped off the swing, but after taking two steps, his expression suddenly froze, and he lowered his head.

He sensed the disgusted gazes nearby, and this time, even Teacher Beizawa was caught in the crossfire.

"Teacher Beizawa, I can go register by myself, you don't need to worry about me."

Naruto Uzumaki stopped in his tracks and said.

"If you care too much about the eyes of others, you will only become their prisoner."

Teacher Beizawa didn't look back, his tone calm as he spoke.

Naruto Uzumaki stared blankly at his back.

He understood a little, yet didn't quite understand at all.

"Keep up."

Teacher Beizawa raised his hand, beckoned with his fingers, and said.

Naruto Uzumaki snapped out of it, instinctively quickened his pace, and chased after him.

First Year Class A.

When Naruto Uzumaki appeared, the entire classroom fell silent, and all sorts of gazes landed on him.

This included the teacher in charge of registration, Umino Iruka.

Naruto Uzumaki instinctively wanted to lower his head, but for some reason, he thought of the words Teacher Beizawa had just said.

He summoned his courage and faced those gazes head-on.

"Iruka."

Teacher Beizawa spoke with a smile, just as he always did.

"Teacher Beizawa."

Umino Iruka suppressed the emotions in his heart and spoke.

In the original story, his parents had died during the Nine-Tails' Rampage.

And since Naruto Uzumaki was currently regarded as a monster, Umino Iruka had initially harbored hatred toward him.

"This is Naruto Uzumaki, a new student in First Year Class A."

Beizawa said with a calm expression, "Handle his enrollment."

Umino Iruka took out the roster to register him, then gave Naruto Uzumaki his textbooks and class schedule for the first semester.

With the registration finished, the two left the classroom and arrived at the school gate.

"Tomorrow is the first day of school, remember not to be late."

Beizawa reminded him.

"Yeah!"

Naruto Uzumaki nodded heavily and said, "Thank you, Teacher Beizawa!"

"See you tomorrow."

Beizawa waved his hand and said.

Naruto Uzumaki was the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki and was under the surveillance of Hiruzen Sarutobi and the Anbu; he could not afford to appear too purposeful.

It was fortunate that he was a teacher and not a ninja of the Uchiha Clan, otherwise, he would have ended up with eight kunai in his back, committing suicide by the next day.

"Goodbye, Teacher Beizawa!"

Naruto Uzumaki turned and skipped away, appearing to be in a very good mood.

[Host has completed the mission, rewards are being issued.]

Countless pieces of information suddenly flooded into Beizawa's mind.

In an instant, he had completely mastered the Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique, going straight from beginner to mastery.

Beizawa immediately put on a heroic display of changing expressions.

This truly was a wise... Conscience System.

Although the Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique was jokingly called a move that had never killed anyone, for an ordinary Chunin like Beizawa, it was already a lethal technique.

"What are you smiling about? So happy?"

A sudden voice rang out.

Beizawa looked over instinctively.

Not far away stood a long-haired woman with a beautiful figure.

She wore a smile on her face, and under the sunlight, her ruby-like eyes shimmered with light.

Relaxed, invincible, and multiple heroines. Ten thousand words daily, rest assured to follow, my lords.