Kyōichi, Konoha’s Life Mentor

"Sensei, you always treat us to ramen. When will you take us out for barbecue?" Asuma couldn't help but complain.

Ichiraku is delicious, but eating it every time is too much.

Kyōichi glanced at him and said: "Barbecue? No problem. I'll treat, you pay."

"Huh?"

Asuma was stunned.

How could this be called treating?

This was really something else!

"I just became a Jonin, and these past two months I've either been in the hospital or teaching. How much salary do you think I have? If I treat you all to barbecue, I'll be living on air for the next half month."

Kyōichi said irritably.

Although he had the system, poverty was unavoidable.

He had considered doing some business, but he'd been too busy lately and had no time for such things. He tried to get some research funding but only got a bookstore license...

It was tough!

The three children couldn't relate to topics about livelihood and money, especially Shisui. He grew up in the Uchiha clan and was only five years old, so he didn't understand the pressures of life at all.

In fact, he was pondering the conditions of their earlier battle.

Ninjutsu, taijutsu, kenjutsu, genjutsu!

Almost omnipotent!

What attracted him most was the technique Sensei used to restrain him.

Sealless genjutsu.

More precisely—

Sealless Genkenjutsu!

How was that accomplished?

"Sensei, I have another question. How much of your strength did you actually use?" Asuma asked curiously.

Kyōichi was too powerful!

He could finish each of them in almost one move, leaving no room for resistance.

What percentage of his power was that?

Kyōichi couldn't say for sure. After careful consideration and evaluation, he said: "Thirty percent? Maybe not even that, because any technique, when combined and used flexibly, will be more effective than rigidly executing moves one by one."

"If Sensei is a Jonin and still needed to use full power against us, wouldn't that be terrible?" Yūhi Kurenai thought it was natural.

Jonin were the village's strongest fighters besides the Hokage. Although Kanda Kyōichi had just been promoted, his strength was evident, and defeating the three of them was simple and easy.

Kyōichi wasn't exaggerating.

He hadn't fully utilized his taijutsu or body flicker technique, hadn't used Seven Heavenly Breaths, Eight Gates, Earth Spears, or actively triggered the Thunder God Sword's special properties.

If he had used those, with their current strength, they wouldn't have lasted even a second.

At this point, Shisui said: "Sensei, that last technique... was it a genkenjutsu?"

"It's based on the Second Hokage's theoretical swordsmanship. It's not complete yet. I want to achieve an effect where drawing the sword instantly puts you under an illusion, combined with Iaido for a fatal strike."

"If it can truly be combined, that would be terrifying!"

Iaido.

Asuma remembered it.

That's how he "died."

If genjutsu could be incorporated, creating an illusion at the moment of drawing the sword, even just making someone dizzy for a moment would be enough for a fatal blow, because Kyōichi's speed was too fast—

When they saw him draw his sword, before they could react, Kyōichi was already in front of them.

Moreover.

This definitely wasn't his fastest speed.

Sensei hadn't even used his full power. If he went all out, this sword technique would surely be even more terrifying.

"Techniques themselves are rigid, but combining and applying them flexibly is how you develop your own style. Your ambush coordination was quite good. If I were a Chunin, you might have taken me down."

Kyōichi didn't just criticize.

The three of them were indeed very strong. With genjutsu control, breakthrough combined with Great Fireball Technique, under their ninjutsu combination, even an elite Chunin might not be able to defend against it.

While acknowledging them, Kyōichi glanced at his system panel.

[Completed 'Team Cooperation' lesson.]

[Evaluation: Excellent!]

[Reward: Wind Release: Vacuum Blade]

Wind Release?

Kyōichi was somewhat surprised.

This was his only Wind Release technique so far.

It wasn't that he didn't have technique scrolls, but he currently had too many things to do. His shadow clone practiced swordsmanship, while his real body trained and taught students. To practice Wind Release techniques, he would need another shadow clone.

However.

That would make the quality and duration insufficient, and it would be exhausting. The real body might not be able to handle unexpected situations.

Getting a Wind Release technique wasn't bad though, as it saved him the process of researching nature transformation, especially since this was a B-rank technique.

The ramen arrived.

While eating, Kyōichi said: "My ninjutsu, taijutsu, and kenjutsu are decent. My medical ninjutsu and genjutsu are average. Kurenai, Shisui, you'll have to rely on yourselves for genjutsu. I don't know Fire Release, but for other areas, you three can each choose one to major in."

"Major in?"

The three were slightly surprised after hearing this, but quickly understood the meaning.

It wasn't hard to understand.

Majoring meant choosing a main focus area.

"No need to answer immediately. Think about it slowly when you get home. Let's eat first."

"..."

The three silently picked up their chopsticks, their minds preoccupied with thoughts, hardly any appetite left.

Kyōichi smiled with narrowed eyes.

After all, they were just children.

When it comes to important decisions, decision paralysis is inevitable!

At this moment.

He slightly furrowed his brow.

Had his shadow clone dispersed?

Soon, Kyōichi understood the situation—

Namikaze Minato had invited him to supervise the assessment.

Wasn't Team Seven's tradition just the bell test? For something so simple, what was there to supervise?

"Sensei, what's wrong?"

Yūhi Kurenai was very perceptive.

She quickly noticed when Kyōichi became distracted.

"Team Seven invited me to supervise and observe their assessment. Would you like to come along?"

He hadn't thought of it at first.

But.

When Kurenai asked, Kyōichi thought of this angle—since you invited me, bringing three students shouldn't be too much, right?

Using Kakashi and the others as a negative example would be perfect!

Shisui's eyes lit up as he asked: "Who's in Team Seven?"

"Jonin Namikaze Minato, along with Obito, Rin, and Kakashi."

Kyōichi said after finishing his noodles.

The three children instantly lost interest in eating, each excitedly saying: "We want to go! We want to go!"

"Alright, hurry up and eat. We'll go watch after eating."

...

Death Forest.

The rest of Team Seven had already arrived at their position. At this moment, only Namikaze Minato hadn't arrived, but they were on another small hill where they could see Kakashi and the others.

"I'll go over later and first indicate that I want to keep Kakashi?"

"Yes, just say that Kakashi is a Chunin, so he won't be sent back to school no matter what. Rin has talent as a medical ninja, you can also ambiguously let her pass."

"Good, good, good. Anything else?"

"Then use the two remaining spots to create division, split up their team, fight, and then give them several test questions."

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm."

Namikaze Minato nodded repeatedly, his face full of admiration and agreement.

The three children present had black lines on their faces.

Especially Asuma and Kurenai—

Shisui had already realized it earlier, while they had only slightly guessed.

After listening to everything from start to finish, they finally knew it was all schemes.

Of course.

They didn't doubt that if they hadn't succeeded, they might really have been sent back to the academy.

Kyōichi was usually gentle, but when he became strict, he didn't joke around.

"Then I'll go first. I'll leave a shadow clone here, you can contact me if you have any suggestions."

After Minato finished speaking, he made hand signs and left a clone.

Yūhi Kurenai's expression was hesitant. After a moment of uncertainty, she still spoke up: "Sensei, given Kakashi's special circumstances, isn't sending him back to school a bit too..."

"Kurenai, being a ninja means being responsible for this profession."

"Yes."