The Late System

Beizawa's Ninja Academy grades had not been ideal.

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

Naruto Uzumaki had become the savior at seventeen, while he had fought with everything he had just to become a Chunin at seventeen.

In this ninja world where killing without blinking was commonplace, Beizawa was a nobody ninja with no talent, no bloodline, and no backing.

To survive until the end, he had chosen to teach at the Ninja Academy, and he had been teaching there for five years.

"Another peaceful day in Konoha."

Beizawa stood and walked to the window.

It was the annual school opening day again, and the playground was bustling with people.

Beizawa lowered his head to look at the new student records in his hand. Familiar names came into view one after another.

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

"Five years. A whole five years. I've finally waited for these protagonists."

Beizawa sighed inwardly.

From then on, only two calamities remained in his life.

One was Orochimaru's Konoha Crush Plan, and the other was Pain's invasion, led by Nagato of the Akatsuki Organization.

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

The latter was more troublesome. That "a bag of rice carried how many floors" guy had destroyed more than half of Konoha.

Beizawa's plan was to run away in advance and take leave from the village.

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

Just as he was considering the timing, he suddenly heard a ding.

[The host has reached the age of six and successfully enrolled. The Strongest Hokage Development System has been activated.]

Beizawa froze on the spot.

After waiting twenty-one years, the door had finally opened at the moment he had given up all hope.

Even Lu Mingfei had only waited seventeen years. Why had this system shown up only now?

Wait! Where the hell did you send me? I'm fucking six?

"System, is something wrong?"

Beizawa could not help asking.

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

No, man, are you stupid?

I'm happy you showed up, but I'm not happy that you got the timing wrong.

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

No wonder they said blue was the color of wisdom.

Beizawa finally understood. That Damned System was fifteen years late.

Could it be... that he had waited for nothing?

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

[Current quest: Please gain the initial approval of your classmate, Naruto Uzumaki.]

[Quest reward: Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique.]

[Accept?]

Beizawa was speechless.

He was not Naruto Uzumaki's classmate. How was he supposed to do this quest?

If he applied to return to the Ninja Academy as a student, Hiruzen Sarutobi would probably tell him that his family should hire an expert—no, a medical ninja—to check whether zombies had eaten his brain.

"Who designed this system? Some legendary introvert development team?"

Beizawa rubbed the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on.

There was no helping it. He could only make the best of the mistake.

If he could not complete the quest, then he... could not really do anything about it.

Other than getting angry, he could only get angry. At most, he could spit out a few profanities.

But what if this stupid system's quest could actually be completed?

Fortunately, there was no penalty for refusing or failing a quest.

"A person can't stay unlucky forever, right?"

Beizawa chose to accept the quest.

He put down the student records and left the office.

As soon as he reached the school playground, he heard all sorts of crude remarks.

"Don't go near him. That guy's a monster."

"You absolutely mustn't play with him. Stay far away from him."

"I really don't understand why Lord Hokage allowed him to attend school."

Beizawa looked at the blond little boy sitting on a swing.

His head was lowered, and he seemed quiet and withdrawn, separated from the surrounding bustle by a pitifully thick wall.

You people were really something.

You dared to provoke a little boy carrying a nuclear bomb. Were you not afraid of becoming acquaintances?

Ignoring the strange looks from everyone around him, Beizawa walked over.

Hearing the footsteps, Naruto Uzumaki instinctively looked up and met a pair of black eyes.

He could not help freezing, because the other person's attitude was so gentle that he could not sense any malice at all.

"What's your name?"

Beizawa sighed inwardly and asked patiently.

Gaining Naruto Uzumaki's initial approval was actually a simple quest.

Because in Naruto's world, only two people currently acknowledged him: Hiruzen Sarutobi and Teuchi.

"I... I'm Naruto Uzumaki."

Naruto Uzumaki felt a trace of warmth. His spirits lifted as he asked, "What about you?"

"Beizawa."

Beizawa answered.

"Hello, Big Brother Beizawa!"

Naruto Uzumaki said excitedly.

"Don't call me Big Brother."

Beizawa's mouth twitched. "Call me Teacher."

"Teacher?"

Naruto Uzumaki's eyes lit up. "Are you a teacher of First Year Class A?"

"Mm."

Beizawa nodded.

"That's great!"

Naruto Uzumaki said happily, "I'm in First Year Class A too."

"I'll take you to register."

Beizawa reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Thank you, Teacher Beizawa!"

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

He noticed the hateful gazes nearby. This time, even Beizawa had been caught up in them.

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

Naruto Uzumaki stopped walking.

"If you care too much about how others see you, you'll only become their prisoner."

Beizawa spoke calmly without looking back.

Naruto Uzumaki stared blankly at his back.

He understood a little, but he also did not understand.

"Keep up."

Beizawa raised a hand and curled his fingers.

Naruto Uzumaki came back to his senses and instinctively quickened his pace to catch up.

First Year Class A.

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

Among them was Umino Iruka, the teacher responsible for registration.

Naruto Uzumaki instinctively wanted to lower his head, but for some reason, he remembered what Beizawa had just said.

He gathered his courage and faced those stares directly.

"Iruka."

Beizawa spoke with his usual smile.

"Senior Beizawa."

Umino Iruka suppressed the emotions in his heart.

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

And now Naruto Uzumaki was considered a monster, so Umino Iruka had initially harbored hatred toward him.

"He's Naruto Uzumaki, a new student in First Year Class A."

Beizawa said calmly, "Register him."

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

After registration was complete, 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.

"Mm!"

Naruto Uzumaki nodded firmly. "Thank you, Teacher Beizawa!"

"See you tomorrow."

Beizawa waved.

Naruto Uzumaki was the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki and was monitored by Hiruzen Sarutobi and the Anbu, so Beizawa could not appear too purposeful.

Fortunately, he was a teacher rather than a ninja of the Uchiha Clan. Otherwise, by the next day, he would have eight kunai in his back and be declared a suicide.

"Goodbye, Teacher Beizawa!"

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

[The host has completed the quest. Reward issued.]

An immense amount of information suddenly flooded Beizawa's mind.

In an instant, he had completely mastered the Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique, jumping directly from beginner to proficient.

Beizawa immediately put on a heroic face-changing performance.

This really was a stu... Conscience System.

Although the Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique was jokingly said to have never killed anyone, it was already a killing move for an ordinary Chunin like Beizawa.

"What are you smiling about? You look so happy."

A sudden voice rang out.

Beizawa instinctively looked over.

Not far away stood a beautiful, long-haired mature woman.

She wore a smile, and beneath the sunlight, her ruby-like eyes glimmered brightly.

Relaxed, invincible, and multiple female leads. Ten thousand words a day—feel free to follow with confidence.