Hinata, Get in the Bowl

Konoha Ninja Academy, tiered lecture hall.

Iruka stood on the podium, holding a thick stack of forms in his hand.

"Congratulations to everyone on successfully graduating. Starting today, you are full-fledged shinobi."

"These are the shinobi registries. You need to fill in your own dreams and goals. This isn't just a record; it's the starting point of your shinobi way. Take it seriously when you write them!"

Sasuke Uchiha took the form and wrote without a second thought.

"Revive the Uchiha Clan, and... kill that man."

On the other side.

Naruto Uzumaki danced around in excitement.

"I'm going to become Hokage! I'll make everyone in the village acknowledge me!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs while scribbling the large characters "Surpass the successive Hokages" crookedly on the paper, even drawing a huge swirl mark at the end.

"Idiot." Sasuke glanced at him and spat out two words.

"What did you say?! Want to fight, you bastard Sasuke!" Naruto jumped up.

"Quiet!" A tic mark popped up on Iruka's forehead, and a piece of chalk smashed against Naruto's forehead.

Son Goten chewed on the end of his pen, not rushing to write.

His gaze swept back and forth among the female classmates in the classroom.

His gaze first landed on Ino in the front row.

This girl's waist already had a young girl's slenderness, and her long blonde hair was tied into a ponytail, exposing a section of fair the back of her neck.

Mm, Ino will definitely be a great beauty in the future, her waist is really thin.

Son Goten nodded inwardly, and his gaze shifted to Hinata beside her.

Hinata was lowering her head, her fingers nervously twisting together, and even her loose jacket couldn't conceal those budding curves.

Hinata is truly top-tier. With this growth rate, what will she be like in the future? Must prioritize cultivating her.

Finally, he glanced at Sakura Haruno.

Wide forehead, pink hair, and as for her figure...

Sigh, it's a bit flat right now, but the potential is still there. Raising her up a bit should make her presentable.

Son Goten smacked his lips, withdrew his gaze, and set his brush to writing furiously on the form.

Only adults make choices; a child naturally wants it all.

A few minutes later, Iruka began collecting the papers.

He walked up to Sasuke, took a glance, sighed, and said nothing.

Walking over to Naruto and seeing those grand words, Iruka wore a gratified smile.

Finally, he arrived at Son Goten's desk.

"Goten, let me see what you wrote."

Iruka picked up the piece of paper, and Iruka froze on the spot.

Immediately afterward, his blood pressure spiked rapidly.

The dream column clearly had a line of written text:

[Establish a harem village with only pretty big sisters. I am the village chief responsible for doubling the shinobi world's population.]

"Son! Goten!"

Iruka let out a roar that made the classroom windows buzz.

"Rip--!"

That piece of paper carrying a great dream was mercilessly torn in half.

"Is your head filled with ramen broth?! This is a shinobi registry! It's for Lord Hokage to see! Rewrite it for me right now!"

The whole class was startled by this commotion and turned their heads one after another.

The previously quiet classroom exploded.

"Pfft hahaha! As expected of Goten!" Kiba Inuzuka laughed while slapping the desk. "A harem village? Count me in!"

"Hmph, I knew this pervert wouldn't write anything good." Ino blushed and spat out a soft scoff, but couldn't help glancing over at Goten.

As for Sakura, she clenched her fists and wore a look of disgust. "How utterly pathetic! How can someone like this become a shinobi!"

Facing Iruka's fury and the classmates' ridicule, Son Goten spread his hands with an innocent look.

"Iruka-sensei, why did you tear up my dream?"

He stood up and righteously pointed at the paper scraps on the ground.

"In the current shinobi world, with so many wars, the population is plummeting. As a part of Konoha, I'm determined to contribute to the population growth of the shinobi world. Isn't this the greatest will of all?"

"You..." Iruka was choked with speechlessness.

Why did this crooked logic sound somewhat reasonable?

"Stop feeding me nonsense!" Iruka slammed a new form onto the desk. "If you dare scribble nonsense again, I'll make you repeat a year!"

"Tsk, you don't understand how to appreciate my great dream. Whatever, great dreams are always filled with all sorts of thorns."

Son Goten curled his lip, picked up his pen again, casually scrawled the four characters "Become the strongest" on the paper, and tossed it to Iruka.

Anyway, his real dream was already carved in his heart. What did it matter whether it was written on paper or not?

"Ding-ling-ling--"

The end-of-class bell rang right on cue, saving Iruka who was on the verge of erupting.

"Alright, the morning briefing ends here. Gather at one o'clock this afternoon to announce the squad assignments!"

Clutching the documents, Iruka fled the classroom as if escaping for his life.

As soon as the teacher left, the classroom immediately descended into chaos.

Son Goten sprang up from his seat, completely ignoring the gazes of those around him, and walked straight toward Hinata Hyuga's spot.

Hinata was just getting ready to pack up and leave when she suddenly felt a shadow fall over her.

She raised her head, crashing right into Goten's smiling eyes.

"Go... Goten-kun..." Hinata's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, her face blushing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hinata, that dream from earlier got torn up, but I'm totally serious, you know."

Son Goten leaned down, the distance between their faces shrinking to less than ten centimeters.

He could even smell that faint, milky fragrance on Hinata.

"Y-You... what are you saying..." Hinata felt her brain running low on oxygen as steam began to vent from the top of her head.

Son Goten chuckled, suddenly reaching out and grabbing Hinata's small, misplaced hands.

Soft, cool, and with an exceptional feel.

He pulled that hand against his cheek and rubbed it, like a spoiled cat.

"On my dream list, the very first spot is saved just for you. How about it? Touched?"

This combo of moves was at a nuclear-bomb level of lethality for a pure, innocent young girl.

Hinata froze completely on the spot, her eyes wide open, her pupils losing focus.

The sound of her heartbeat was so loud even Kiba nearby could hear it.

"Pfft--"

Hot steam spewed from the top of Hinata's head as her eyes rolled back and her body fell backward limply.

"Oh my! Hinata fainted!"

With quick eyes and swift hands, Son Goten stepped forward, wrapping one arm around her slender waist and catching her steadily in his arms.

Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Goten wore a wicked smile of successful scheming.

"Everyone step aside! I'm a professional!"

Son Goten shouted loudly, driving away the people around them who wanted to crowd in.

Looking at Hinata with her eyes tightly closed in his arms, he puckered his lips and leaned in with a deadpan, serious expression.

"This is severe hypoxia and shock! Artificial respiration must be performed immediately! Only my kiss filled with love can revive her!"

"Stop it, you pervert!"

"Goten, what are you trying to do to Hinata?!"

"Quick, call the teacher! There's a pervert playing hooligan here!"

The classroom turned into a boiling pot as Kiba and Sakura rushed forward to pull Goten away, only for Goten to dodge nimbly.

"Don't mess around! This is Medical Ninjutsu! Do you understand Medical Ninjutsu or not!"

Holding Hinata, Son Goten dodged left and right, his lips leaving only a final few centimeters from Hinata's red lips.

Just at that moment, the classroom door was pushed open.

"What are you all making a fuss about? You haven't even been assigned teams yet and you're already starting infighting?"

A lazy voice drifted over, making everyone freeze in their tracks.

Son Goten halted his steps, glanced toward the door, and regretfully smacked his lips.

"Tsk, you really picked a bad time to show up."