Konoha: Starting by giving Hinata the Tenseigan!

"What's going on? Did that eye-patch kid grease his feet?"

"He's not running, is he? He's gliding."

"How's he doing that? Is that allowed in the entrance exam?"

"It seems... they didn't say it wasn't allowed. But isn't it implied that you can only run?"

The crowd gradually noticed something was off about Natsuki's running style and began to discuss it again.

He was way too elegant.

By this time, Natsuki had already lapped everyone else.

Under the astonished gazes of the other children, he overtook them again with his hands behind his back.

Outside the field, Kurenai had a dark expression: "Damn Natsuki, he's using his weird tricks again."

Soon, Iruka, the Academy's Chunin, couldn't stand it anymore.

This was too much of a blow to the other students' confidence.

He quickly stepped onto the field and asked with a gentle smile, "Excuse me, young man, are you wearing something on your feet to help you run?"

"Nope, do I look like I'm running? I'm skating. It's quite fun. Would you like to join me, Teacher? Let's feel the power of youth, and dance with the youth!"

Natsuki responded with an equally bright smile.

I'm being so polite, you won't make things difficult for this innocent child, right?

"..."

Join you? Dance with the youth? What do you mean?! I'm still young!

Shouldn't you voluntarily remove your assistive tools after I asked you that?

Alright, maybe this child wasn't bright enough to understand the implied meaning.

Iruka's inner thoughts ran wild, but he still had to continue his work. 

He was a teacher; he couldn't be biased towards any child, especially with so many spectators watching.

Although the entrance exam didn't explicitly prohibit the use of tools, and although tools were also a manifestation of strength on the ninja battlefield...

At least now, at this moment, he had to provide a relatively fair environment for the children.

He had to make him remove whatever tools was assisting him.

"Ahem, well, young man. You can't use other tools in the entrance exam. You see, the other students aren't using any, so isn't this a little unfair to them?"

Iruka said gently again, with a friendly smile on his face.

Would anyone have the heart to refuse such a kind teacher?

Just "kind of"? Brat, You've already lapped them twice!

And could you please run, oh no, skate slower? I think I'm having trouble keeping up.

Iruka was on the verge of a breakdown, realizing that the boy was getting faster and faster.

At this speed, forget the children, even he could barely keep up.

"Teacher, you're right. In that case, I'll just give each of the students a pair of roller skates, then it'll be fair for everyone to skate together, right?

"I just invented this thing, and I have plenty."

Natsuki said with wide, innocent eyes.

Indeed, no one in Konoha, le alone in the ninja world had seen such a thing before, so of course even if he had plagerised the design from his original world, no one was going to sue him.

Of course, if the other students had trouble even walking with them due to poor design, it wouldn't be his fault.

Iruka was dumbfounded.

So this thing was called roller skates, and this little boy invented it.

What a genius.

Giving everyone a pair and cheating together would indeed be fair.

That made so much sense that he couldn't even refute it.

No, wait. 

But the entrance exam was in place to test the children's physical fitness.

Judging by his relaxed expression, wouldn't they be skating until sunset without getting any results?

It seemed he had to take a firmer approach. The next entrance exam absolutely had to list the prohibition of tools as the number one rule.

"Ahem, well, young man. You're absolutely right, but in order to test physical fitness, the school rules state that you can only run and cannot use tools. Because it's always been an unspoken rule, it wasn't explicitly written down."

Who knew we'd encounter someone like you who doesn't play by the rules? And more importantly, this invention of yours is actually quite good.

Iruka added silently, maintaining a friendly smile on his face.

He was so good at handling people, with high emotional intelligence, praising before criticizing.

No wonder Iruka had always been the children's favorite teacher.

"That's where you're wrong. These rules should be clearly posted. It wouldn't be good if you encountered another genius like me someday, right?"

"Right, right, it's indeed the teacher's fault." Iruka's mouth twitched.

Being a teacher was quite hard it seems. For the first time, he felt like resigning.

"Fine, I'll let it go this time for your sake, Teacher. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't give a damn."

Natsuki decided to stop while he was ahead. His roller skates had made a big splash here, it was essentially free advertisement.

And he had saved himself a lot of running, which was quite nice.

Natsuki skated off the field and changed back into his regular shoes from his backpack.

"So these are roller skates. They look nice and interesting. You're a genius."

Iruka followed Natsuki closely and quickly praised him as he saw him change his shoes. "By the way, what's your name? Are you tired? Do you want some water? I'll pour you a cup."

"Natsuki, Yuhi Natsuki. And I'm not tired. The other students must be more tired than me, they look like they're struggling."

"Oh, you're from the Yuhi Clan. Indeed. So they can also have some water if they stop later. By the way..."

"Teacher, are you deliberately stalling for time to let them catch up?"

Iruka blushed, caught red-handed.

Being a teacher was indeed hard. 

You've already lapped them three times.

Not making you restart from the first lap was already generous, but to give the others a fair chance...

Stalling to talk to you for a bit to give the other child a chance isn't too much, right?

"Actually, Teacher, you don't have to worry about that."

"I can give them a five-lap head start. After all, we'll be classmates in the future. I can't bully them too much."

Iruka teared up: "Thank you so much, Natsuki. You're such an understanding child."

The brat started his school year by intimidating everyone... I'll offer my condolences in advance to your future classmates.

Also, why did it seem like Natsuki was the one in the wrong, yet he was thanking him?

Being a teacher was so hard.

T.T

Lord Hokage, I just became a teacher, is it too late for me to resign now?

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