"This is my father. I used some means to bring him back so he could take another look at Konoha."
This gave Iruka quite a fright. He knew that Lord Torikaze's father had died in battle when Lord Torikaze was still young!
Yet now he had come back to life. It was truly shocking.
Shocked as he was, Iruka immediately bowed. "Greetings, my lord."
Windcloud Mountain helped him up. "What kind of lord am I? I'm just a Jonin."
"Besides, becoming the Head Teacher at such a young age is what makes you exceptional, young man."
Iruka scratched his head, not daring to accept the praise. "Actually, I only got where I am today thanks to Lord Torikaze's support. And I'm not the Head Teacher yet—I'm only acting in the role."
Torikaze did not let him keep being modest. "All right, all right. An acting Head Teacher is still a Head Teacher. Don't be overly humble."
"Come to think of it, Iruka, shouldn't you be teaching right now? Why are you out inspecting the school?"
Iruka promptly explained, "Lord Torikaze, there are other classes this morning, and I don't have any lessons scheduled. So I thought I'd take the opportunity to check on the students' progress."
Iruka truly was a very conscientious Head Teacher. Whenever he had some spare time, he would make a round of inspections.
By now, children in every grade had adapted to studying. They were no longer as noisy and disorderly as they had been at the beginning.
Of course, wherever there were good students, there were bound to be troublesome ones. Some naughty children constantly gave Iruka headaches.
However, many of the school's teachers were ninjas, and the Head Teacher was a ninja as well.
Ordinary People naturally held ninjas in awe, so even these