My Guidance Jonin Is Obviously Super Strong, Yet Excessively Socially Anxious?

Konoha.

At an Akimichi Clan barbecue restaurant.

Aburame Shibi stared at the mountain of empty plates before him and began questioning his life.

Three hours earlier, to celebrate Team 3's formation, he'd invited its members out for barbecue according to Konoha custom.

He'd originally thought it would be nothing more than a simple meal, but he quickly noticed something was off.

Too fast!

Is that even a human appetite?

The instant the barbecue was served, Hyuga Satoru ate like some demon suppressed in his bloodline had been unleashed, wolfing it down in huge mouthfuls.

He alone had eaten more than half the mountain of barbecue plates.

Meanwhile, Anko was also eating with abandon, and the meat was disappearing at a visible rate.

The two of them were now clutching their bulging stomachs as they lounged on the sofa.

"Um... the total is twenty thousand Ryo. Which one of you will be paying?"

The chubby restaurant owner stood awkwardly beside the table, holding the calculated bill.

Twenty! Thousand! Ryo!

When he heard the price, it was as though a bolt from the blue had struck Aburame Shibi squarely on the head. He froze in his seat.

You two...

Gritting his teeth, Aburame Shibi looked at Hyuga Satoru and Anko. Both were lying on the sofa, their faces full of satisfaction and bliss.

"Um... how about I pay?" Uchiha Rin asked tentatively after taking a sip of tea.

She felt a little embarrassed about it. Besides, she wasn't short on money.

"No!"

Aburame Shibi refused firmly, trembling as he pulled out a stack of brand-new bills from his wallet. No matter what, he couldn't let his students pay.

This was his last shred of dignity!

Ah! My heart is bleeding...

"Please come again."

The owner waved cheerfully at the door.

The moment they left the barbecue restaurant, Aburame Shibi immediately left the team on the pretext of having a mission. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, things would get even worse.

"Teacher Shibi is pretty interesting, isn't he? He doesn't seem quite like the rumors," Uchiha Rin said with a shrug.

"He is pretty interesting. When I first saw him, I thought he'd be the especially hard-to-get-along-with type. I didn't expect..."

Anko snickered, having completely forgotten how she'd struggled miserably in that swarm of insects earlier.

Hyuga Satoru contentedly rubbed his swollen stomach. It wasn't that he was taking advantage of a free meal and eating so much. Supporting both the Byakugan bloodline limit and his life force field meant his appetite already far surpassed that of ordinary people, and eating heavily also helped improve his physical abilities.

Clicking his tongue softly, Hyuga Satoru said in a low voice, "I think our instructor has a slight case of... social anxiety."

"Social anxiety?" It was Anko's first time hearing the term, and she looked at Hyuga Satoru curiously.

"Yeah... it basically means he's not good at socializing. Though for the Aburame Clan, it seems like most of them are like that."

Thinking of how Aburame Shibi wrapped himself up so tightly that only a small part of his face was exposed, as if he were terrified of anyone noticing him, Anko suddenly felt that social anxiety was a remarkably fitting term.

As expected of you, Satoru. I learned another new word.

Hyuga Satoru thought about it. His future mission career would probably be quite interesting. My Guidance Jonin Is Obviously Super Strong, Yet Excessively Socially Anxious?

There was a knock at the Hokage's Office.

"Come in."

Hiruzen Sarutobi was buried in paperwork. When he looked up, a man wrapped head to toe in loose robes walked in, looking somewhat dejected.

"Shibi, how is it? Are you satisfied with the new team's members?"

"They are all exceptionally talented geniuses, but I'm not sure whether I can teach them well."

"Shibi, don't sell yourself short. You're Konoha's renowned All-around Jonin!" Hiruzen Sarutobi said with a smile.

Aburame Shibi gave a bitter smile and shook his head. "Lord Hokage, you know why I'm called an All-around Jonin. Compared to teamwork, I prefer fighting alone. Teaching students is truly a bit difficult for me."

Hiruzen Sarutobi set down his work, sat upright, and looked at him seriously.

"Shibi, being a ninja requires cooperation. Individual strength is ultimately limited. The three of them haven't yet determined their paths of growth. Only an All-around Jonin like you is best suited for this mission. This will be no small opportunity for growth, both for you and for the entire team."

"Is that so? Lord Hokage, you've truly put a lot of thought into this." Aburame Shibi nodded.

"It's good that you understand. Now report their situation to me."

Aburame Shibi recalled the Byakugan brat who had cleanly slit his clone's throat and suddenly smiled. "That Hyuga brat with the Dual Bloodline Limit is a very interesting person. His appetite is also astonishingly huge. He..."

"Hey, Satoru, is this really the training life after graduation you talked about?"

In a garbage-strewn area, Anko covered her nose and mouth with a towel in disgust as she vigorously poked at a clogged sewer with a wooden stick.

"Mm... look on the bright side. This counts as training our willpower too, doesn't it?" Hyuga Satoru said as he swept up garbage nearby.

"So helping an old lady clear a clogged sewer counts as training too?"

Uh...

Anko sighed. Every mission they'd received these past few days had been trash like finding cats, finding dogs, or clearing sewers. She suddenly missed her days at the Ninja Academy. The work hadn't been heavy back then, and at least she hadn't needed to do these filthy, exhausting chores.

Why did I listen to Satoru's nonsense and graduate in the first place?

Wouldn't it have been better to just lie flat? Anko gritted her teeth in hatred.

She'd learned the term "lie flat" from Hyuga Satoru. It perfectly matched her philosophy, but when she glanced at Hyuga Satoru and Uchiha Rin beside her, she felt like screaming inwardly. With two noble-clan monsters beside me, lying flat is so hard!

Hyuga Satoru didn't mind all that much. Completing D-rank missions was a prerequisite for accepting higher-level missions. Still, he seriously suspected that missions like clearing sewers were deliberately taken on by Aburame Shibi as revenge.

What a petty ninja!

As for his regular training, it hadn't been affected much. On the Back Mountain where he usually trained, a Shadow Clone was making up for the effort he'd lost.

He'd gotten the Shadow Clone training method from Uchiha Rin. To her, a B-rank training ninjutsu wasn't anything particularly precious.

After spending some time mastering the Shadow Clone, he could now train and complete missions without either interfering with the other.

Hyuga Satoru had always felt a sense of urgency. The approaching Third Shinobi World War and the shackles on his forehead constantly drove him onward.

Without strength, one was merely meat on the chopping block. Life at the Ninja Academy had been comfortable, but it didn't fit his ideals. Only by constantly moving forward could he feel safe.

The Main Family's attitude toward him was subtle. No matter what, the title of the first ninja in Hyuga history with a Dual Bloodline Limit would always draw attention. From what he understood, it seemed that only pressure from the Hokage's side allowed him to live so peacefully within the Hyuga Clan for now.

The Caged Bird Seal—if external means couldn't remove it in the short term, then research was the only path left. A large part of why he'd brought Anko into the team was to establish a connection with Orochimaru. After all, in the original story, Anko became Orochimaru's disciple.

"I really hope we can start taking combat missions soon!"

Uchiha Rin's voice pulled Hyuga Satoru back to reality. He looked up to see her stretching her limbs, her face full of anticipation.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Uchiha Rin looked at him, her dark eyes brimming with eagerness.

"The clan elders said the Sharingan can only awaken in the midst of life and death. I can't wait to gain that power."

She's trying way too hard. Hyuga Satoru's mouth twitched slightly.