Ninja Academy, Class 2, First Year.
The classroom was neatly filled with a room full of little sprouts. Kiyotaki touched his head and helplessly followed Gekkō Hayate into the classroom.
"Class, this is our new classmate. Let's give him a warm welcome!"
Teacher Gekkō Hayate was the first to applaud, and the students below also clapped their small hands sparsely.
Then, childish discussions began to rise.
"Is this our new student?"
"He probably walked into the wrong classroom. Are there first-year students this small?"
"He's so old and only in his first year, he must be really bad! Hehehe!"
Gekkō Hayate pressed his hands down, stopping the students' chatter.
"Kiyotaki, please introduce yourself first!"
After a helpless self-introduction, Kiyotaki consciously walked to the last row, corner desk in the classroom and sat down.
Gekkō Hayate began his lecture. Kiyotaki was initially curious about what the Ninja Academy taught, but after listening to the teacher talk about the will of fire for a while, he felt bored and wanted to lie down and sleep.
The sunlight outside the window was quite good, shining brightly on the playground, with bright, scattered spots of light under the trees.
"That concludes the lesson on the will of fire. Class dismissed!"
Kiyotaki was already bored and slumped on the desk, almost falling asleep, unaware when Teacher Hayate had left.
"Are you the new student?"
A childish voice rang out, and a cute little person with Byakugan appeared in front of Kiyotaki's desk, followed by several children slightly older than her.
"Let me tell you, I am the boss of this class!"
"Little brat! Go away."
Kiyotaki looked speechlessly at this cute little pudding. Didn't she know it was very immoral to disturb someone sleeping in the classroom?
"How old are you? Playing at being a boss."
The little person bit her teeth in anger.
"Age is not a measure of strength. I, Hyuga Hanabi, entered first grade at 4 years old and will definitely become a genius girl of the Hyuga Clan."
"You're 9 years old and only in first grade, shame on you!"
Hyuga Hanabi put one hand on her hip, leaned forward slightly, made a cute face, and lectured Kiyotaki.
Kiyotaki was speechless. He reached out and flicked the little girl's forehead.
"You're really impressive!"
Isshiki's flicking finger technique made the little girl cover her head and wail.
"I, I want to challenge you!"
The little girl stared with her Byakugan, speaking seriously and earnestly.
Just as he was thinking of how to tease the little girl, the class bell rang.
This was a practical training class, with a row of short-legged elementary students on the playground.
Some held child-sized Kunai and shuriken, practicing throwing techniques at targets a dozen meters away.
Others practiced Taijutsu in pairs.
"I want to challenge you!"
Hyuga Hanabi approached Kiyotaki again.
"Alright!"
Kiyotaki did not refuse. Two-person combat was also part of the practical training, and since he was bored anyway, he happily agreed.
On the playground, the two stood on opposite sides. Little Hanabi seriously took a Gentle Fist stance.
Despite her young age, she had always been competitive. Ever since she saw Hinata and Neji fighting, she had been determined to learn Ninjutsu and become a powerful Ninja.
Moreover, she was indeed a little genius. Even at her young age, she had learned the Hyuga Gentle Fist quite well. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to enter school early at 4 years old and become the class boss.
Kiyotaki also seriously took a stance and beckoned with his hand.
"Well then, come on!"
Little Hanabi snorted, "My Hyuga Clan's Gentle Fist specializes in countering Taijutsu. Be careful."
"Byakugan!"
With a childish shout, little Hanabi activated her Byakugan and attacked with her short legs!
Kiyotaki suddenly had a mischievous thought. He extended his arm, and with lightning speed, his palm suddenly pressed against little Hanabi's forehead.
"Bang!"
At this moment, even her Byakugan showed a hint of bewilderment. Her short arm was still some distance from Kiyotaki and couldn't reach him.
"Ah! Oh~!"
Little Hanabi flailed her fists wildly, but she just couldn't hit Kiyotaki.
This wouldn't work at all. She quickly jumped away.
Recalling the scene just now, the little girl's face was flushed. What kind of wild flailing technique was that? Was I, Hyuga Hanabi, that childish?!
The young girl's tender face now showed deep solemnity. Kiyotaki was an opponent she needed to take seriously!
Kiyotaki's face showed a slight smile, waiting for the opponent to attack again.
"Hey!"
Little Hanabi kept changing positions, attacking again with a serpentine movement.
"Bang!"
A warm palm once again covered her forehead. Little Hanabi's Byakugan froze for a moment, then a slight smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
I, Hyuga Hanabi, will never fall into the same trap twice.
"Gentle Fist!"
A childish shout.
Little Hanabi's Gentle Fist struck Kiyotaki's arm, with blue Chakra emanating.
"Hehehe… Heh-ha…"
As if she had already seen the miserable state of this arrogant guy's arm after being struck, a smile appeared on little Hanabi's lips, and she swung her hands even harder, feeling even more triumphant!
However, she saw that the other party was unaffected by her attack, and his palm slightly retracted, his middle finger bent.
"Bang!"
A flick struck little Hanabi's forehead. The triumphant little girl fell to the ground, covering her forehead with both hands, tears welling up in pain, her Byakugan full of grievance.
"Hehe! You lost!"
Little Hanabi, covering her forehead, was already doubting life, and even doubting the Ninjutsu of the Hyuga Clan.
"How is that possible? My Hyuga Clan's Gentle Fist…"
She looked up and asked, as if seeking an answer.
"You were hit by my Hyuga Clan's Gentle Fist, how could it not hurt you?"
"Your Gentle Fist is too weak!"
After thinking for a moment, Kiyotaki felt that this statement would offend the Hyuga Clan, so he continued, "It's not that Gentle Fist is weak, it's just that you are too weak."
To lose so badly and then be told she was too weak, she was almost going to become withdrawn!
Little Hanabi looked at Kiyotaki with a lingering gaze, feeling very unwilling, and conceded, "From now on, you'll be the boss of the class."
Kiyotaki waved his hand.
"No! You are the boss of the class."
The boss of a class of little brats? Whoever wants it can have it.
Just then, Teacher Hayate arrived with a batch of Kunai Ninja tools, ready to teach Kunai throwing training.
Little Hanabi, still indignant, covered her forehead and left, walking to the Kunai practice area to throw Kunai.
"Da da da!"
She threw several Kunai in succession, all hitting the target, most of them hitting the bullseye, with only one or two Kunai grazing the edge of the target.
Hanabi's achievement immediately drew cheers, applause, and envy from the surrounding students!
It was important to remember that these were only first-year students. Some children were just beginning to handle Kunai, and most children couldn't even control the direction of their thrown Kunai, with their Kunai not even grazing the edge of the target.
Little Hanabi's score was enough to be proud of!
The little girl immediately felt her head stop hurting, and her confidence returned.
She looked triumphantly at Kiyotaki, then noticed that the boy was wearing simple clothes and hadn't brought any practice Ninja tools like Kunai. He must be someone bad at throwing Ninja tools.
Other classmates also saw little Hanabi's gaze and joined in, urging Kiyotaki to demonstrate Kunai throwing as well.
Watching little Hanabi's expression change from triumph to provocation, Kiyotaki helplessly took a Kunai and flicked it out.
"Whoosh—"
"Bang—Boom!"
The Kunai flew out, instantly shattering the target, sending it flying, and with its remaining force, it shot towards the school wall.
With a boom, the Kunai firmly embedded itself in the wall, creating a spiderweb of cracks on the wall surface.
The students on the practice field were dumbfounded! All of them stared blankly, looking at this scene in horror.
Only little Hanabi, after her initial shock, her big eyes shone, looking at Kiyotaki with complete admiration.
Teachers from afar also heard the commotion and rushed over, loudly asking what had happened.
Upon hearing that there was no attack, they breathed a sigh of relief, then saw the large section of wall cracked by the Kunai, all with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
--- At this moment, the Third Hokage was playing with his crystal ball. His thin, dry hands protecting the crystal ball trembled with excitement. His face gradually flushed, as if nosebleeds were about to gush out.
"Da da da!"
A knock on the door sounded. The old Third Hokage, like a student secretly reading a novel in class, quickly put away the crystal ball and immediately put on a serious expression.
The person who came brought a stack of documents. The Third Hokage sighed, carefully put the crystal ball away, and prepared to look at it after his work was done. The life of a Hokage was just this simple and unpretentious!
"Hmm? Is this about Tenzawa Kiyotaki?"
The Third Hokage took out his pipe, slowly opened the file, then his eyes widened, and a sharp glint flashed.
"Tenzawa Kiyotaki is a genius rarely seen in Konoha in a hundred years?"
"His destructive power scared the children, and the first-year teacher hopes to transfer him to a higher-grade class as soon as possible?"
Looking at the photo of a Kunai embedded in the wall, the Third Hokage was also startled by Kiyotaki's destructive power. He then exhaled a puff of smoke and began to ponder.
"To have such destructive power at such a young age, transferring him to a higher-grade class is appropriate, but—"
"Precisely because he is such a genius, he needs to thoroughly understand the will of fire!"