"Listen up."
Ibiki Morino stood at the front of the classroom and raised one finger.
"The first round is a written test."
"The rules are simple. The papers you receive have nine questions in total."
"Every wrong answer costs you points. Every time you're caught cheating, you lose two points."
"Anyone who loses all their points-" He flashed a grin pulled crooked by his facial scars. "Gets the hell out, along with their teammates."
Gasps rippled through the exam room.
Hayashi sat in his seat and gasped along with everyone else.
A points deduction system, collective punishment, and encouragement to cheat on top of it all.
Tsk. What a fancy little setup.
Before long, the papers were handed out.
He lowered his head and scanned his.
Question one: wind direction calculations. No idea.
Question two: decoding. Couldn't make sense of it.
Question three... parabolic trajectories?
This was meant to test Genin?
Hayashi held his pen, looking utterly lost.
He hadn't looked this lost even during advanced calculus exams in his previous life.
Fine. I wasn't planning to do it myself anyway.
The Mind's Eye of the Kagura spread out without a sound.
If I'd had this god-tier cheating tool in my previous life, would I have gotten stuck on those English proficiency tests three or four times?
Several rows away, every tiny movement of Sakura's writing hand came through clearly-like a live satellite broadcast, without a second of delay.
Hayashi picked up his pen, put on a serenely confident expression, and copied everything exactly.
Sakura had brains for exams, and I had Sakura~
Nice.
Of course, he had to make his copying look convincing, or at least put on a show for Ibiki Morino.
So he copied a few strokes, paused, and made a show of furrowing his brow in