The Third Hokage's Teaching Philosophy!

On the first day of meeting the Third Hokage, Fuyuki didn't learn much from him. The entire afternoon, the Third simply chatted with them about daily life and interests, occasionally asking for Fuyuki and Hinata's views and understanding of the Gentle Fist.

The Third knew of Fuyuki and Hinata, but he had absolutely no idea what the foundations of their Gentle Fist were like.

Through this simple conversation, he gained a preliminary understanding of the two's strength.

"Let's stop here for today! I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow afternoon. Starting tomorrow, Grandpa Third won't be going easy on you, so be prepared!"

Having promised Hiashi to instruct the members of the Hyuga Clan, the Third would naturally provide earnest guidance rather than just going through the motions.

"Yes, thank you, Grandpa Third."

Fuyuki nodded, stood up, and bowed before taking Hinata and the maids home. As for the picnic mat and plates on the ground, he didn't have anyone clear them away because, judging by the Third's posture, he had no intention of leaving just yet.

The Third staying behind was likely because he wanted to enjoy some grandfather-grandson bonding time with Naruto.

"Hinata, if there's nothing important, don't talk to that blond kid from earlier unless he approaches you first."

After putting some distance between them and the Hokage Rock, Fuyuki, who was walking side-by-side with Hinata, suddenly spoke up.

Naruto was the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and the Hokages of Konoha all had an inextricable, complicated relationship with the Nine-Tails.

Simply put, the Nine-Tails was the exclusive property of the Hokage!

Given the sordid minds of the adults, if Hinata and Naruto were too close, it would be hard not to suspect that the Hyuga Clan had given them some mission to win over the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

The Third might not necessarily think that way, but the two high-ranking Konoha elders and that old thief Danzo might not be so reasonable.

To avoid any unnecessary complications, Fuyuki gave Hinata a heads-up in advance, just to ensure they wouldn't wake up one morning to find the Immortal Duo of Konoha and Hiashi sitting in their living room drinking tea.

"Oh," Hinata nodded, not asking for the reason.

Her stinky younger brother was always mysterious and could often leave their father and the elders speechless with his sharp, unconventional logic.

He was also quite outgoing and had seen a lot; if her brother told her not to play with the blond kid, he must have seen something unfavorable about him.

Actually, rather than saying Fuyuki was Hinata's younger brother, it would be more accurate to say that Fuyuki was like a humble, doting father, worrying himself sick over Hinata.

He protected Hinata at home on a daily basis and often chased down the jerks who bullied her all over the streets.

At night, he would even tutor her in the Gentle Fist; he was more like a competent father than Hiashi, even though this stinky brother—who read as a brother but wrote as a father—was born seven minutes later than Hinata and was even younger than her.

"Why did you stop me, Grandpa? If you hadn't held me back, I definitely could have beaten that black-haired Byakugan user just now!"

Chewing on the dango Fuyuki had left behind, Naruto looked completely unconvinced. He felt that he could have single-handedly thrashed that black-haired Byakugan jerk, and it was only because the old man had held him back that he missed his chance to attack.

"Hahaha."

The Third laughed out loud: "Alright, Naruto, you still need to work harder if you want to defeat Fuyuki."

Win? You'd need a head of iron to fight him! You're always half-hearted when I try to teach you, while he is a Hyuga heir who has been sparring with Jonin since he was a child. A slacker like you would just get hammered.

"Tch."

No matter what was said, it couldn't change Naruto's belief that he could do it.

"Naruto, you're at a good age now. What do you think of Fuyuki and Hinata?" The Third suddenly threw out a strange question.

Naruto was a blockhead and didn't bother to think about the meaning behind the Third's words, saying directly: "One is a jerk, and the other is a very nice girl!"

Naruto and Hinata had met once before, two years ago when Kumogakure was causing trouble.

At the time, Hinata was out for a walk, and her strange constitution that attracted jerks led her to provoke a group of thugs.

Naruto had stepped in to play the hero, only to be beaten to the point of near-death by the bad kids. In the end, it was Hinata who used the Gentle Fist to help Naruto out of the situation, and she even kindly brought him home to help him bandage his wounds.

A long time had passed, so Naruto hadn't immediately remembered Hinata, but after going down memory lane a few times, his wooden head finally recalled where he had seen her.

His initial impression of Hinata was quite good, as she was the first person who hadn't shown him any disgust.

"Hmm."

The Third responded, picking up his pipe to smoke while he began to plot a scenario in his mind.

As an old lecher, Sarutobi Hiruzen had always believed in an old saying: when a member of the opposite sex appears, boys will act like peacocks spreading their tails, competing to show off in front of them!

The Sannin had been raised according to this folk wisdom anyway.

It was known that Fuyuki took great care of Hinata, and now Naruto seemed to have a good impression of her as well.

In that case, he might as well throw them all into the same pot; teaching one was the same as teaching three, and mixing in a member of the opposite sex might just stir up Naruto's competitive spirit.

The black-bellied, old lecherous Third Hokage thought to himself.

Time flew by, and it was the next afternoon.

Fuyuki and Hinata were already waiting at the Hokage Rock, and Naruto arrived late. Seeing Fuyuki sitting on the mat reading a book, his expression immediately changed, as if possessed by an evil spirit: "Come out, you Byakugan sissy! Let's have a one-on-one duel, Naruto-sama is here to avenge the sneak attack!"

Fuyuki was stunned, but he didn't care at all about Naruto's mockery of his appearance. He closed his book and said with a smile: "A sissy? Then what does that make you, Naruto-sama, who was thrown into the river three times by me yesterday? A sheltered young lady waiting to be married off?"

"..."

Naruto was momentarily speechless, not knowing how to refute Fuyuki's words.

Naruto's Talk-no-Jutsu wasn't something he activated while his enemies were at their peak; in the Ninja World, if you couldn't beat someone, you had no right to flap your gums. Naruto's Talk-no-Jutsu was a passive skill that only triggered after he had already beaten his enemies into the dirt!

"I don't care, one-on-one duel!"

Since he couldn't win with words, Naruto started preaching the logic of his fists, preparing to fight Fuyuki first.

Fuyuki exhaled and looked at Naruto: "A duel is fine, of course, but what ninjutsu do you know?"

Fuyuki didn't mean anything by this; he was simply asking what Naruto had learned from the Third Hokage.

He wanted to hold back a little, so he wouldn't end up sending the old man's adopted grandson to the hospital on his very first day of class.

Duang!

Naruto stumbled, cold sweat beginning to bead on his forehead. Fuyuki's question had hit his sore spot perfectly; he hadn't learned a damn thing, having spent his time with the old man just grilling fish and mushrooms.

The only thing he knew and was proficient in was the Transformation Technique!

"O-o-of course I know! My ninjutsu is incredibly lethal, prepare to die!"

Catching a glimpse of the street below the Hokage Rock, Naruto had a flash of inspiration and formed the seals for the Transformation Technique: "This move! It's an S-rank ninjutsu I developed by insightfully grasping the weaknesses of human nature—Byakugan, black hair, and a sissy attitude! Take this!"

Fuyuki reached out to stop Natsumi and Fei from intervening; it was just a Transformation Technique seal, not like he was using a Tailed Beast Rasengan.

Poof!

A cloud of smoke erupted, and Naruto transformed into a charming and seductive woman. The firm muscle lines combined with the six whisker marks on her cheeks gave her a wild beauty that would stir a desire for conquest in the opposite sex.

Fuyuki: "It was my fault for having expectations of you. Neither you nor the world is wrong; the one who is wrong is me."

"Th-th-this..." Hinata was instantly at a loss, not knowing whether to cover her own eyes or her younger brother's.

"Come on, come hit me!"

Naruto wore a cheeky, wretched expression, but paired with the Transformation Technique, the words actually carried a strange sense of beauty.

Unfortunately, he had met Fuyuki.

Watching Naruko approach, Fuyuki reached out with an expressionless face and summoned a Water Spirit, letting the Elemental Spirit spray him directly with water, causing him to let out a series of ghostly wails and strange cries.