Kiyosumi lay back down in his seat. He scratched his scalp and glanced at the booklet in the trash can, which had been rubbed into a sorry mess. He felt a little stumped by the lesson he was about to teach.
Or should I borrow a booklet from someone?
Although he was already a cultured man, teachers still needed textbooks to give lessons. He couldn't exactly show up in front of those little brats empty-handed, could he? Aside from anything else, Kiyosumi had always respected scholars the most.
He glanced toward the Chunin teacher sitting ahead of him, a bearded man with his head buried deep in his desk. "Hey, you there. Lend me the Ninja Code of Conduct so I can take a look."
The bearded Chunin looked up at Kiyosumi in confusion, then raised a hand and passed him the booklet beside him.
"Kiyosumi, you didn't lose your booklet, did you?"
"Come on, how could I, Shiba Kiyosumi, make such a low-level mistake?" Kiyosumi put on an honest smile, took the booklet, and waved his hand.
The bearded man felt that something was off, but he was in a hurry to finish his paperwork. Without thinking too much about it, he buried his head in his desk again.
Kiyosumi opened the booklet once more and took out a pen. Unlike last time, he didn't act on impulse. Instead, he began adding annotations.
For example, he crossed out [Missions take priority over personal life], or used a red pen to change [Teammates may be abandoned when necessary] into: [Even if the Jade Emperor himself shows up, we still carry our brothers' bodies back!]
"Hmm." Kiyosumi was extremely satisfied with his annotations.
"Ring-a-ling~" The class bell rang right on time. That fellow stood straight up, hitched up his pants, and