Oops, Sorry Oh

A steady drizzle fell, and the streets of Konoha were empty at this hour.

Near the forest stood Konoha's Ninja Academy.

Though the sky outside was gloomy and the rain unceasing, the village children in the classroom were making a lively racket.

"Patter!" "Patter!" "Patter!"...

Hurried footsteps rang across the classroom's wooden floor as many mischievous children ran about and played. Even though they might soon graduate to become official ninjas, at this moment, they were still energetic little children by nature, born to love playing.

"Hey, hey! Yoshiki, get down from the window already! It's too dangerous up there!"

"And you too, Naruto!"

"Don't run around in the classroom! It won't be good if you crash into another student!"

A young ninja with a bandage across the bridge of his nose bustled about like a nanny, anxiously watching over the children wreaking havoc in the classroom.

At the Ninja Academy, the teachers were more like nannies looking after children. Someone with a gentle temperament like Iruka was especially suited to such a duty.

In recent years, exchanges between the five great nations had become increasingly frequent, and the nations had reached an unspoken harmony.

There had not been a single large-scale war in recent years, and the countries of the Ninja World maintained a relatively stable state.

On the surface, everyone got along quite harmoniously, aside from the unknown espionage activities and localized border conflicts.

Because of that, Konoha's management of this generation of children was no longer as strict as it had been during the previous great wars.

After all... most of these children's parents were ninjas who had earned illustrious battle merits. Naturally, they wanted their children to have a wonderful childhood.

Inside the classroom at that moment, Naruto, who had been called out, hurriedly turned around