Let You Observe, Not Surpass

Gekko Hayate...

Kyoichi's mind surfaced the relevant information.

The Hayate Clan, a family that passed down swordsmanship.

Poor health.

But.

In Kyoichi's memories from his previous life, there was much deeper data.

Transparent Release, suspected tuberculosis.

This era had no anti-tuberculosis drugs. Gekko Hayate had lung disease since childhood, and training Transparent Release and swordsmanship on top of that—no wonder he'd die young.

Kyoichi frowned.

To the Hayate Clan, he was just an outsider. And even if he intervened, what could he do?

He knew no Medical Ninjutsu, nor did he understand medicine.

He could do nothing.

For an illness like this, without a specific cure, only one person in all of Konoha could treat it—

Tsunade.

But Tsunade was elusive as a dragon, showing neither head nor tail. Finding her meant staking out all the major gambling dens, and that was far too difficult.

With good students leading the bad, Kyoichi didn't even need to lift a finger.

The kids of the shinobi world were so mature!

He could rest easy.

Before class, he split off a Shadow Clone to practice swordsmanship at home.

Too tired, and he wouldn't hold up later.

The teachers in the office were even more crushed.

This...

Wasn't this teaching method just leading students astray!

But.

The strange thing was, the kids were all delighted, and every single one showed incredible initiative.

Strange!

Could self-study really be better than a teacher's instruction?

Baffling.

They'd wanted to steal the technique, but now, they could only say Kyoichi's teaching was beyond their understanding.

When class ended.

Kyoichi glanced at the system and couldn't help but grin.

You mobilized your students' initiative. Most students gained insights.

Evaluation: Good

Reward: Body Flicker Technique proficiency increased.

Kyoichi's Body Flicker Technique was decent, but only passable among Chunin. At the Jonin level, it was a bit lacking.

This boost in proficiency came just in time.

He was starting to figure it out.

The system's rewards seemed to be based on the students' improvement and psychological feedback.

Alright.

That made sense to him.

Kyoichi thought for a moment, clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention, and said, "This lesson ends here. You can practice on your own after school. Next class, I'll test you again. If the results are up to standard, I can teach you the Body Flicker Technique."

"Great!"

Their enthusiasm was high.

The teachers who didn't know were full of admiration—Kyoichi looked young, but his teaching methods were strong. Those who did know felt a mix of emotions: envy, jealousy, and resentment.

This was truly easy!

And yet, the students ate it up.

After all.

If you mastered it, you could learn new knowledge, new ninjutsu. Who wouldn't want that?

If it were them, they'd want it too.

The students weren't Genin.

At school, teachers only taught the most basic things and didn't go into much depth—not because they didn't want to, but because most teachers themselves weren't proficient in much else.

Tree climbing and water walking, they still understood a bit of those.

However.

The Body Flicker Technique was a different story.

Their skill level was something the Jonin looked down on entirely, and even some kids from clan backgrounds held it in contempt. Teaching it would only cause problems, so it was better not to teach it at all.

Kanda Kyoichi...

They didn't know much about Kyoichi, only that this kid had been injured on the battlefield, recovered, and was then pulled in to fill in temporarily.

Temporary. Different.

"Ishimura-senpai, my class is done. The next one's yours."

"Good, thank you, Kanda-sensei."

Ishimura Takaharu took a deep breath.

His turn now!

He had to make these kids understand that when it came to teaching, the veteran teachers still had the edge.

Kyoichi packed up his things.

He did the math in his head. Around the time he'd been injured and sent back, things at Mount Kikyo were already winding down.

The battle with Sunagakure was just about over for now.

"There should be a period of peace for a while."

But.

At most half a year, and the other villages would start a major war against the Land of Fire again.

He didn't have much time.

Thankfully, he had the system!

Kyoichi claimed his rewards, and a flood of knowledge about the Body Flicker Technique poured into his mind.

Proficiency came down to the details.

Utilization of chakra, physical energy, control of speed, and so on.

Time to go practice.

Kyoichi sorted his documents and left the school.

Confirming no one was watching him, he ran a long stretch, then got a rough sense of where he stood.

A solid improvement!

His chakra consumption and the speed of executing the Body Flicker Technique had increased significantly. His control over speed, pacing, and distance was also more precise. His current Body Flicker Technique was better than many Jonin.

At this level.

Forget ordinary students—even Shisui as he was now, he could still dominate.

"Time to head back and eat."

He'd stretched his muscles, and breakfast had been a rushed affair. Now he was genuinely hungry.

He walked back toward the village.

At the village entrance.

Two figures came into his line of sight. Kyoichi took in the scene and was immediately stunned.

Shisui. Obito.

Those two were skipping class again?

And they were out here doing good deeds.

Doing good deeds, huh?

"Shisui, is this really okay? What about the teacher..."

"It's fine. I already know all the shuriken techniques Ishimura-sensei teaches. If there's anything you don't get, Obito-nii, I can teach you everything."

Good grief!

So Shisui was the ringleader of the truancy.

I sent you to observe, and instead you've surpassed even Obito.

Kyoichi was curious—

What was Ishimura Takaharu thinking right now?

He must be furious.

His class, and those two were rushing to attend.

His class, and they just slipped away.

Too disrespectful.

Kyoichi felt that when he saw the other party tomorrow, their expression probably wouldn't be too pleasant, but... whatever, it didn't matter.

He was just a temp at the Ninja Academy anyway, likely gone next year, no need to care about these people's opinions.

Kyoichi shook his head and prepared to go eat noodles as planned.

But.

At that moment, Shisui spotted him too.

"Teacher! You're here too?"

Shisui really didn't avoid suspicion.

Even though he was skipping class, he ran straight over as soon as he saw Kyoichi.

"Aren't you afraid of me at all? Not worried I'll drag you back?"

"You're not that rigid kind of teacher."

Shisui grinned.

Obito hung back, a bit hesitant to approach, but when he saw Kyoichi had no intention of taking Shisui back, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I told you to observe, not to follow along, and you even dragged Obito into skipping class with you..."

Kyoichi was speechless.

"I kind of get it, but not completely. I have no idea how to explain it, so I wanted to try again."

Shisui scratched his head.

Following Obito, he noticed that those civilian old ladies were becoming friendlier toward him, as if they'd forgotten he was a member of the Uchiha.

But.

When it came to explaining why, he couldn't put it into words.

At that moment, Shisui's heart felt like insects were gnawing at it—unbearable. Aside from Kyoichi's class, he didn't want to attend a single one.

As for Obito.

That guy was fine with ninjutsu and combat, but making him ponder this stuff—Shisui felt he was asking too much, even though Obito was four years older than him.

"Keep going. Don't say you ran into me."

Kyoichi nodded.

In his view, this was a good thing.

The original Shisui was too naive, thinking he could resolve the conflict between the Uchiha and Konoha with just ninjutsu and genjutsu, unaware that everything he did was futile.

It was one thing for Shisui to be naive.

But he dragged Itachi down with him, lowering his intelligence too, leading to a series of idiotic decisions later.

Now, thinking things through—that's great!