Toyama?
Naruto rose, flipped the food in the pan, and plated it so none of the delicious meal would go to waste. Only then did he start thinking about the teacher named Toyama.
Toyama Suzume?
That old teacher Kazama, whose thinking was rigid and outdated, whose teaching methods were inflexible, and who even showed blatant prejudice and favoritism toward his students.
Because his educational philosophy was seriously at odds with Konoha's educational policies for the new era, he had finally been removed from classroom duty in last month's round of teacher evaluations.
To think his student had picked up that same irresponsible, appalling attitude.
Like teacher, like student!
Toyama had been removed from the teaching staff precisely because of his conservative, outright mistaken, and harmful views.
Now it seemed his poisonous influence had not completely vanished with his departure. Instead, it might still be eroding Konoha's educational environment from the shadows through the younger generation he had once influenced.
Looks like I'll have to deal with the village's mess even on this brief trip home!
I didn't expect Might Guy to be unable to keep these troublemakers in line as principal. I'll have to go there myself.
With that thought, Naruto temporarily pushed down the emotions churning inside him. He walked over to Hanabi and looked at the clever, slightly mischievous little girl. Bending down, he reached out and easily lifted her up, settling her into the crook of his arm.
Hanabi gave a little cry of surprise at being picked up so suddenly, then giggled and naturally wrapped her little arms around Naruto's neck.
With affection and a hint of reproach, Naruto gently brushed his index finger against her tiny nose.
"You little rascal."
His voice was gentle, but his warning was serious. "If you ever see or hear