Maruboshi Kosuke's Dream of Becoming the CEO of a Bathhouse

Water Style?

Swordsmanship?

The moment that introduction came out, the last traces of expectation in Fugaku and Nawaki's eyes vanished. The disappointment on their small faces was plain to see.

For such an ordinary Jonin to become their Guidance Jonin, just how powerful did his connections have to be?

A shady deal! Definitely a shady deal!

"Oh! Right, I forgot one more thing."

Maruboshi Kosuke suddenly slapped his palm, looking as though he had just remembered. Hearing this, the disappointment in Fugaku and the others' hearts stirred once again.

That was more like it. Since he was the Jonin assigned to guide them, he had to have some signature skill.

"What is it? What is it?"

Nawaki immediately stood up and urged him impatiently. Maruboshi Kosuke hummed smugly twice, then slowly spoke beneath the expectant gazes of the three children.

"Hehe~ I've recently been studying cooking, and I've already made some small achievements. You kids will be in for a treat from now on~"

Thud!

Nawaki, who had only risen halfway, stumbled the instant he heard the word "cooking" and slammed his head heavily into the desk in front of him.

Worthy of Konoha's famous Iron Head Kid, he smashed a cracked dent into the sturdy composite desk surface.

"Hiss."

Nawaki raised his head, clutching his bright red nose in pain. Tears were practically about to burst from his eyes.

"What a polite child. I, your teacher, will take good care of you."

Seeing Nawaki give him such a grand salute, Maruboshi Kosuke was deeply touched. He immediately decided that this kid would get the first bowl whenever food was served.

"Alright, now it's your turn."

Having thoroughly introduced himself, Maruboshi Kosuke shifted his gaze toward Fugaku and the others. There was not a hint of the pressure a Jonin