I'm Not Sick!!!

Clang!

Behind his desk, the elderly vice principal of the Ninja Academy had been savoring tea when his hand trembled, sending the teacup crashing to the floor.

Scalding tea spilled all over his thigh.

He shot to his feet, his eyes bulging with rage, completely ignoring the burn on his leg.

At Konoha Ninja Academy headquarters, on the first day of school, a veteran Chunin teacher had died in battle in front of the entire class?!

Had Iwagakure invaded Konoha?!

"Medical Corps! Highest alert! All personnel, move out!"

The elderly vice principal smashed the desk with a heavy slap.

Less than three minutes later, at the Abandoned Training Ground.

The elderly vice principal led an entire fully armed, highest-level Medical Corps team into the Training Ground with grave expressions, charging in like a raging gale.

"Secure the perimeter! Watch for enemy attacks!"

The Medical Corps captain barked out an order as if facing a formidable enemy. Four medical Jonin immediately spread out, professionally evacuating the crowd.

He himself hurried toward Gang Ziyun, who lay on the sandy ground.

The entire class huddled more than ten meters away, scarcely daring to breathe.

The Medical Corps captain looked exceptionally grim.

He dropped to one knee and quickly put on sterile gloves.

Looking at the dazzling pure-gold Kunai embedded in Gang Ziyun's left calf, he rapidly formed hand seals.

Green healing Chakra enveloped his palm as he carefully grasped the handle.

"Prepare hemostats! Cardiotonic! Chakra transfu—"

Before he could finish the order, the Medical Corps captain's voice abruptly cut off.

Swish!

The golden Kunai was pulled out in an instant.

The entire class squeezed their eyes shut in unison, afraid of witnessing the horrific sight of blood spraying like a fountain.

Yet—

The air remained silent for a full three seconds. Nothing