Chapter 42 - Class

Children's laughter and meaningless chatter reigned in one of the classes of the Shinobi Academy.

– Did you hear what the teacher said? Looks like the new ones are coming today. –

– I heard, I heard… How can you not hear if he's been talking about it for three days in a row? Got it… Why do all classes have a normal teacher, and we got this weak-willed burdock?! –

– Hey, don't get excited, maybe he'll hear. –

– And what?! What will he do to me?! I have long suspected that he is no Chunin. I'm sure I can finish him off with one left. – the guy boasted with a grin, gesturing with his hands. – At least Minato will definitely be able to finish him, right Minato? – he turned to the blond guy who was sitting a few desks ahead.

The blonde turned around and with a strained awkward smile replied – I don't know, the teacher must be strong. – although he did not believe in his own words.

Sensei of this class ideally taught mathematics, Japanese, biology… All his lessons were informative and interesting, until it came to training and the art of shinobi.

The bell rang, and everyone quickly took their seats waiting for the teacher.

However, I didn't have to wait long.

The cream-colored wooden door opened with a slight creak and two people entered. An adult guy and a little girl.

The adult guy was Sensei.

Neatly trimmed medium-length hair, black-rimmed glasses, a thin body and a face, looking at which you understand that a person will not offend a fly.

The girl was quite interesting, judging by the way the whole class was staring at her.

Her thick red hair was loose and reached the small of her back. The round face looked soft and cute, there were small plump cheeks, as well as large dark blue eyes.

It is enough to look at her trembling hands to understand that she was nervous.

In addition, her gaze caught on the blue-eyed blonde.

– And so the class, as I said, from today a new girl will study in our class. The teacher murmured in a soft voice.

Following him, the little girl shouted, closing her eyes, almost interrupting.

– I'm Uzumaki Kushina, dattebane! –

Nervously, she shouted out at the end a phrase she was used to, which she was ashamed of. Therefore, Kushina quickly covered her mouth in embarrassment.

That was the starting shot.

– Look what a strange color. – pointing with his finger at the red hair, the boy was saying.

– Yeah, red. Ha, what an idiotic color? –

– Did you paint yourself red on purpose to stand out? –

– Huh, our new girl turned out to be a simple show-off and a lover of attention. –

Like magpies, the students began to make fun of the little girl with smiles.

The teacher's back was sweating from such a greeting. With an awkward smile and sometimes stuttering, he hurried to calm the class – R-guys! Hush, hush, it's very ugly! Remember that from today she is your comrade! –

- "Everything is much worse than I imagined..." – she thought not without bitterness, and then gathering her will into a fist and exhaling in a loud voice, she declared – I ... I will become the first female Hokage in the history of the village! –

This instantly quieted the class. Someone looked at her with surprise, someone with shock, and someone with anger and misunderstanding.

Suddenly, for everyone, the blue–eyed blonde stood up and with a sweet smile said in support - I am Minato Namikaze, and I will become the best Hokage that the whole village will admire. –

The class finally quieted down, and Sensei relaxed and said – That's good. In the meantime, get to know each other better, and I'll clarify something. – he said hurriedly, quickly running out of the classroom.

A few seconds and the classroom buzzed like a beehive again.

Someone discussed the new girl, someone reasoned why, the teacher ran away, and someone just chatted about all sorts of things.

Choosing the back desk, Kushina went to her, but when the little girl was almost at the goal, she was stopped by several guys.

– What do you want? Kushina frowned slightly, because she remembered those who had just mocked her hair.

– Tomato! – with a dirty grin, the chief of them declared, pointing at the girl – From today you are not Kushina Uzumaki, but a tomato! You have a plump round face with red hair, just like a tomato. –

– A tomato can't become a Hokage! –

– Ugh! I hate tomatoes! –

– And me! –

– Yes, the most disgusting vegetable, perfect for you! –

– See? Nobody likes tomatoes, which means a tomato will never become a Hokage. the chief of them finished with a malicious grin, after which the whole group laughed.

Many people looked at this mess, but no one got involved and tried to stand up for Kushina, as well as on the side of the hooligans.

Uzumaki blushed in ashamed embarrassment, because she herself understood that this nickname suits her quite well.

– Look, the tomato is completely reddened, apparently it has already ripened! –

– It looks like it's time to harvest! – the guy shouted and grabbed a lock of red hair, began to pull.

At the moment when Kushina was ready to break down and beat the assholes, a painfully familiar calm voice rang out – It means you don't like red-haired people…–

The voice was calm and even soft, but the punks almost buckled at the knees, and the whole class froze like statues.

Everyone slowly turned their heads towards the voice…

There were two people standing in the doorway.

One of them towered over the other, it was a teacher whose height was one hundred and eighty centimeters.

But this was one of those situations when height did not solve absolutely anything, because Sensei was very, very nervous standing next to a red-haired guy who was five centimeters shorter than him.

As already mentioned, he had pointed, sword-like red hair of medium length. His multicolored eyes were mesmerizing, and the narrowed vertical pupil pejoratively looked at the hooligans, as if they were not even slaves, but just cockroaches that could be crushed at any moment.

The most interesting thing is that in his right hand there was a perfectly shaped scarlet tomato.

The red-haired man began to slowly approach the hooligans and Kushina.

With every step he took, a tyrannical, suffocating aura grew, which did not ask, but ordered him to kneel and look at the floor.

Such an aura could not be possessed by the Hokage, only the Emperor.

Finally, he stopped in front of the punks and while looking at them with a despicable look, bit off a small part of an extremely juicy tomato – And also don't like tomatoes…–

His predatory eyes looked at the hooligans shaking like an aspen leaf, who were ready to empty their bladder at any moment. Moreover, most of the class was in such a state.

The assholes couldn't find the courage to even get out of it... although even if they wanted to do it, they still wouldn't be able to, since their muscles, shackled with terror, wouldn't even let them move their jaw.

The teacher was already so wet... as if he had run through the rain of a torrential nature. – K-class, from today, a part of the lessons that I used to teach you will be taught by a new teacher ... - sensei bleated with a dry mouth.

– Uzumaki Tetsuya and from today I will teach all your lessons, including the art of ninja. Please take care of me, because I am quite a gentle and vulnerable person. – he spoke without blinking, as he passed his eyes around the classroom.

No one dared to look into his eyes, except for the blue-eyed blonde, who still found the courage to do it.

Some time ago

Returning to Konoha, team number seven took Kushina to Mito and went to report to the Hokage.

The report went on for a long time, during which Hiruzen sometimes wondered, sometimes sighed, and sometimes covered his face with his palm.

At the end, Tsunade even had a dry throat.

– Yeah... – Sarutobi squeezed out, tapping his finger on the table and looking at the students – To say that I'm amazed, to say nothing… You have completed the task, however ... – he turned his gaze to the hero – Tetsuya, you violated my order, the order of your teacher, the order of your Hokage… Of course you were able to accomplish an incredible feat and all this without starting a war, but…–

– I am ready to accept any punishment. Tetsuya shook his head with a smile.

– Haaa ... – exhaled Hokage, propping his head with his hand – As you understand, this news is not new to me, the scouts have long brought me a report on that battle…Although it was hard for me to believe it, and I was waiting for your report, which would have much more information… In general, I had time to think about what kind of punishment you will receive, and I came up with the ideal punishment for you, my beloved student. Hiruzen said with a smile at the end.

Tetsuya sensed something was wrong, his intuition told him that something not very pleasant was waiting for him.

– And so, your punishment is this… From today on, you will be suspended from missions..." Tetsuya exhaled, as he was counting on it, but Sarutobi did not finish

– And you are appointed, for the next few years, as a teacher of class 1-A. – Hokage finished with a sly grin, looking at the distorted face of his most talented student.

– That's it, you're free. Oh, yes, Tetsuya, get the information related to your position from my secretary. –

Tsunade, Jiraya and Orochimaru looked at the red-haired man with a grin and thought who was more unlucky for the newly minted teacher or students.