Very Important Test Results

Time flowed quietly and slowly, like a river.

Ever since he scared Asuma so badly that he collapsed to the ground that day, Miya had once again cemented his dominance at the Ninja Academy.

Starting that same afternoon, after Miya gave Rin Nohara and Kurenai Yuhi a bear paw each, he noticed that the two girls seemed a little too enthusiastic over the following days.

Listening to the two girls chattering away at his ears, Miya felt pretty good.

Kurenai Yuhi, in particular, had even brought Miya some alcohol over the past few days.

What a treat.

With meat and alcohol, life was good.

During lunch breaks, they also competed to invite him to eat with them.

Miya's choice...

Only kids made a damn choice!

"Miya, eat some more. I made this bento myself."

Rin Nohara touched her pretty nose, a hint of anticipation in her eyes as she held what she had in her hands out to Miya.

"Miya, my father kept this bottle of alcohol in his private collection. Hurry and give it a taste."

Kurenai Yuhi refused to be outdone. She took out a bottle of alcohol that had been sealed extremely well and handed it to Miya.

Kurenai Yuhi had learned to bring Miya alcohol from her father, because she often saw him enjoying a drink with his food.

Over the past few days, she had secretly brought Miya quite a bit of her father's alcohol.

"Hmm, let me have a taste."

Miya licked his lips, took the bottle from Kurenai Yuhi, opened it, and drank deeply.

"Gulp~ gulp~~"

"Ha! Good stuff!"

After drinking his fill, Miya let out a long, alcohol-laden breath, a look of enjoyment in his eyes.

Miya had drunk plenty in his previous life, but he was still a child now, so buying alcohol wasn't easy.

That was because Miya was quite poor and had no money to buy it.

Miya drank deeply without worrying about getting drunk. Once the alcohol entered his body, the Nuclear Fission Reactor crushed it, broke it down, and pulverized it before expelling it from his body.

"Miya, I'm glad you like it!"

Seeing that Miya had drunk the alcohol she had prepared first, Kurenai Yuhi smiled happily. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Rin Nohara pouting in annoyance beside her, and one corner of her cherry lips lifted slightly.

However, when Rin Nohara saw Miya start eating the bento she had prepared after drinking, all the annoyance in her heart vanished.

For the past few days, Rin Nohara had worked hard every day to learn how to make bento, all so she could make Miya a delicious lunch.

Her beautiful eyes turned, and Rin Nohara suddenly smiled.

"Miya, how is it?"

"Does my bento taste good?"

Rin Nohara asked, full of anticipation.

"Mmm, it's delicious."

Drinking and eating, Miya was quite content with his life.

Good alcohol went with good food.

"Mmm, delicious!"

Miya picked up a piece of sushi and put it in his mouth. After chewing and swallowing it slowly, he praised it.

"Gulp~ gulp~~"

Another mouthful of fine alcohol went down.

"Whew~ that hit the spot."

The combination of alcohol and meat made Miya's eyes narrow.

After lunch, Miya's whole body trembled.

"Hmm, did I finally break through?"

Miya clenched his fists, feeling the power in his body, stronger than before. His Chakra reserves had grown somewhat as well.

That lunch had allowed Miya to break through the bottleneck that had troubled him for days, taking his strength to the next level.

In terms of Taijutsu alone, Miya, having now broken through, was already comparable to an Elite Chunin. With the boost from the Chakra Particle Battle Armor, he believed he would be no weaker than an ordinary Jonin.

Someone in Miya's current situation would be considered a Special Jōnin in the various ninja villages.

In the classroom, Kurenai Yuhi looked at the happily smiling Rin Nohara and gave a soft snort inwardly. Her beautiful eyes shifted, and it was obvious she was up to no good.

At that moment, Kurenai Yuhi was carefully thinking about where else her father had hidden his good alcohol.

As for her father, who had been upset by the frequent disappearances of his good alcohol...

Kurenai Yuhi decided she couldn't worry about all that.

Her father wasn't as important as Miya.

At the Ninja Academy in Konohagakure.

"To become an outstanding ninja..."

Masaki Kuhara held a textbook and concentrated on his lecture.

"Smack, smack, smack..."

Amid Masaki Kuhara's lecture, the sound of someone swallowing stood out.

"Ahem, ahem."

When he reached a stopping point in the lesson, Masaki Kuhara carefully glanced at Miya out of the corner of his eye.

When he saw that Miya was concentrating on eating meat and doing nothing else, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Masaki Kuhara, humbling himself online.

Life is too hard!

Having gotten to know Miya over this period, Masaki Kuhara had also figured out his personality: as long as he left Miya alone and didn't disturb him,

Miya would quietly do his own thing, wouldn't get angry easily, and wouldn't bully the classmates around him.

However, given Miya's past record, he remained a ticking time bomb in Masaki Kuhara's eyes.

After all, he didn't know whether Miya might be in a bad mood one day and fail to control his impulses. What if...

If Miya beat him up one day, he really would have nowhere to cry.

Masaki Kuhara had thought of the best solution: have Miya graduate early.

Looking at Miya, Masaki Kuhara felt for the first time that being a teacher at the Ninja Academy was a high-risk occupation.

And the source of that danger was a student currently in his class.

Before long, the lesson ended.

Masaki Kuhara then took out the schedule and said very seriously:

"Today's academic and Ninjutsu lessons are over. Next, we'll be having a practical combat test."

"Everyone, assemble on the playground outside."

As soon as Masaki Kuhara finished speaking, whispers broke out in the class.

"Huh? Another test?"

"Haven't there been a few too many tests lately?"

"Another test. I'm definitely going to work hard and get a good result this time."

"What's wrong with a practical combat test? Isn't it great not having to sit in the classroom?"

There really had been many more practical combat tests lately than before.

There had also been two academic and theory tests this month, when they were usually held once every two months.

Not to mention the Shuriken and Three Basic Techniques tests, which were basically held once a week.

Seeing the class buzzing with discussion, Masaki Kuhara clapped his hands and said loudly:

"All right, everyone, get ready and assemble on the playground!"

"Um..."

At the end, he suddenly lowered his voice.

"Miya, we're having a practical combat test on the playground in a bit. You need to come too."

Miya looked up at Masaki Kuhara and answered calmly:

"Got it. I'll be there."

Seeing Miya agree without a ripple of emotion, Masaki Kuhara breathed a sigh of relief, then hurried out of the classroom as if fleeing.

Miya's test results this time were very important to Masaki Kuhara.