Thursday.
As soon as Beizawa arrived at the office, he spotted an unexpected visitor.
"Beizawa."
Mizuki rose to his feet and greeted him with a broad smile.
He hid it well; nothing in his words or manner revealed his jealousy toward Beizawa.
"What do you need?"
Beizawa nodded and asked calmly.
Mizuki's expression stiffened, and displeasure immediately rose in his heart.
What kind of attitude is that? Damn it!
"There will be a meeting in the Second Floor Meeting Room after school next Monday."
Suppressing his emotions, Mizuki explained, "It's mainly to discuss this month's Monthly Exam."
"Thank you."
Beizawa replied politely.
Mizuki nodded, turned, and left.
Only after leaving the office did he reveal his true face, looking thoroughly annoyed.
Beizawa paid no attention to Mizuki's thoughts. He was considering how to handle the new mission that had suddenly appeared.
[Current Mission: Become first in the class during April's Monthly Exam.] [Mission Reward: Wind Style: Vacuum Sphere.] [Accept?]
Under normal circumstances, a teacher definitely could not take the Monthly Exam.
But his system had always been rather intelli... exceptionally intelligent.
If he took the test in the examination room, would that count as completing the mission?
Beizawa stroked his chin.
Whether it worked or not, he had to give it a try.
After all, Wind Style: Vacuum Sphere was a B-rank Ninjutsu.
B-rank might not sound particularly high, but it was actually quite rare. Many Chunin could not even master B-rank Ninjutsu.
As a Chunin with nothing to his name, Beizawa did not possess a single B-rank Ninjutsu.
Wind Style: Vacuum Sphere would become the first B-rank Ninjutsu he mastered.
Moreover, this Wind Style ninjutsu was extremely powerful. In the original story, it had been Shimura Danzō's signature technique.
The class bell rang, and Beizawa entered the classroom.
The previously noisy classroom immediately quieted down as the students returned to their seats.
"Everyone, open your textbooks. Today, we'll continue with the story of the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju."
Standing at the podium, Beizawa said, "Under Hashirama Senju's leadership, Konoha flourished. Unfortunately, good times did not last."
Everyone's curiosity was immediately piqued.
With Hashirama Senju around, how could invincible Konoha possibly fall?
"...Back then, Madara Uchiha, the head of the Uchiha Clan, ultimately broke with Konoha due to ideological differences."
Beizawa continued, "At the Valley of the End, he fought an unprecedented ninja battle against the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju."
Sasuke Uchiha's eyes widened involuntarily.
Something like that had actually happened?
Could the Uchiha Clan's current situation be related to this Madara Uchiha?
"In the end, Madara Uchiha suffered a crushing defeat and died at the Valley of the End."
As soon as Beizawa finished speaking, the classroom erupted into chatter.
"As expected of Lord First Hokage!"
"Wood Release is invincible!"
"Of course! The 'wood' in Konoha is the 'wood' of Wood Release!"
Hashirama Senju was known as the God of Shinobi, and Wood Release was famous to everyone.
These students were still young, so naturally they worshipped the strong.
Only Sasuke Uchiha remained silent.
After all, the one who had lost was his charismatic ancestor.
"This afternoon's Combat Class includes physical training, so don't eat too much at lunch."
Beizawa gave them a reminder, then left with the ringing of the dismissal bell.
Noon arrived.
A knock sounded at the door.
Hinata Hyuga entered, carrying a lunch box.
"Come over."
Sitting on the sofa, Beizawa opened the Space Storage Scroll and took out eight lunch boxes in one go.
Hinata Hyuga froze at the sight.
Only then did she understand why Beizawa had asked her to eat with him.
He had prepared so many lunch boxes for her.
"What are you standing around for?"
Beizawa picked up his chopsticks and said, "Sit down and eat."
Hinata Hyuga suddenly remembered something. She took out a pink wallet and handed it to him.
"What's this for?"
Beizawa raised an eyebrow and asked.
Does she want me to live off her? Do I look like that kind of man?
"Lunch money."
Hinata Hyuga explained.
"This little amount doesn't matter."
Beizawa shook his head and refused.
"No!"
Hinata Hyuga rarely became forceful.
"That's a nice show of spirit."
Beizawa looked her over and said with a smile.
Hinata Hyuga trembled, subconsciously lowered her head, and two red clouds bloomed across her cheeks.
"Then I'll take it. Hurry up and eat."
Beizawa accepted the pink wallet and said.
After lunch, Hinata Hyuga returned to the classroom for her noon break.
For the afternoon's Combat Class, the students stood in neat rows on the track, waiting.
"This is your first physical training session, so there's no time limit or lap limit today. Let me see your limits."
Standing on the field, Beizawa said, "Afterward, I'll hand out snack gift packs to the top ten based on the rankings."
"Awesome!"
Quite a few people cheered.
"First place is definitely mine!"
Naruto Uzumaki shouted confidently.
"First place belongs to me!"
Kiba Inuzuka said with his arms folded.
He was not merely bragging.
As a member of the Inuzuka Clan, he had played with ninja dogs since childhood, developing speed far beyond that of ordinary people.
Sasuke Uchiha stood calmly with his hands in his pockets.
In his eyes, none of these classmates were worthy opponents.
From this moment on, this field would be called Uchiha Plaza. Everyone, stand up and watch him perform.
"They're really fired up."
Shikamaru Nara yawned and asked, "Choji, shall we put in some effort later and bow out early?"
"I don't mind."
Choji Akimichi agreed readily.
There were snacks, but that did not mean they would get any.
Besides, for a fat guy, running was simply torture.
"Ino, want to compete?"
Sakura Haruno shook out her hands and said, "If you lose, you can't fight me over Sasuke today."
"No need. I'll give him to you."
Ino Yamanaka looked toward Beizawa.
She still had to climb trees later, and Sasuke Uchiha would be going too. Sakura Haruno was destined to eat her dust.
"...?"
Sakura Haruno sharply turned to look at her.
What's going on? Why have you become so unfamiliar?
"Quiet."
Beizawa clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I'll run with you. Whoever manages to pass me will receive a special prize."
A sharp light suddenly flashed in Sasuke Uchiha's eyes.
He longed for a worthy opponent.
He believed he had no rival among his peers, so he would set his sights farther ahead.
Beizawa was a Chunin. If Sasuke Uchiha could beat him, it would at least prove that he possessed Chunin-level speed.
Maybe then his father and brother would praise him.
"Get ready!"
Beizawa shouted, "Go!"
Sasuke Uchiha and the others behind him shot out like arrows loosed from a bow.
Beizawa was in no hurry.
Sprinting from the start was a major taboo in long-distance running. There had to be some foreplay first.
Beizawa swept his gaze over the runners.
Naruto Uzumaki was surprisingly in the lead, followed closely by Sasuke Uchiha, Kiba Inuzuka, Sakura Haruno, and the others.
As time passed, the situation quickly changed.
After sprinting for half an hour, Naruto Uzumaki began to slow down, and Sasuke Uchiha took first place.
From the beginning until now, he had maintained steady breathing and an excellent rhythm.
Beizawa followed behind him, running with considerable ease.
After all, his physical condition was what it was.
At his age, his body was entering its peak.
Sasuke Uchiha and the others might be geniuses, but they were only six or seven years old and not fully developed.
After fifty laps, most of the students had reached their limits and moved to the sides, becoming cheerleaders.
"Sasuke-kun, keep it up."
Sakura Haruno sat on the ground and called out weakly.
Sasuke Uchiha could not hear her encouragement at all.
His eyes held only Beizawa, yet no matter how hard he chased, he could not catch up.
"Can you still run?"
Beizawa turned back and asked.
By now, Sasuke Uchiha was the only one left.
This was unbearable!
Seeing how relaxed Beizawa looked, Sasuke Uchiha trembled with rage. In the blazing heat, cold sweat covered his body, and his hands and feet turned icy cold.
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