Week One: Theory Class
"Two plus two equals four!" Morimoto-sensei snapped the chalk against the board. "But shinobi must think. If your opponent has five kunai and you have three, what is four equal to then?"
A few students stared blankly. Chōza raised his hand. "Uh… lunch break?"
Giggles rippled through the room.
Shikaku yawned, his head drooping to the desk. "Four equals… too troublesome to fight. Just run."
The class exploded in laughter. Even Mikoto covered her mouth politely, shoulders shaking.
Morimoto's eye twitched. "NARA SHIKAKU!" After a second of careful thinking. "…But yes, retreat can be an option."
Minato scribbled neat notes. Sayomi copied quietly.
Asteru tapped his pencil against the desk. 'Man, this feels like a parody math class. I can't do this ANYMORE. I thought I escaped this thing but maths just loves me so much that it is even torturing in other world... haha..." He laughed bitterly to himself.
Week Two First Half: Chakra Basics
Morimoto stood before them, holding out his palm. Blue light shimmered faintly.
"This is chakra. The fusion of physical and spiritual energy. Mold it, control it, release it."
Gasps filled the room. To children, it was magic.
"You will now try."
Sayomi pressed her hands together, eyes shut tight. A thin blue glow trembled weakly.
Fugaku's flared brighter, steady and sharp. Mikoto's flickered, unsure.
Minato's chakra appeared calmly, smoothly, like a river flowing.
The sensei nodded. "Excellent control."
Then Asteru tried.
BZZZT! His palm lit up a little violently, chakra buzzing like electricity. His chair scraped back with surprise of seeking chakra for first-time from himself.
"ASTERU!" Morimoto barked.
"Eh-heh… overenthusiasm?" He returned back his chakra to normal and he looked at his palm's clunching them proudly, 'Can't believe I nearly messed up, but... that's chakra, the real chakra and it's thicker too, that means I have more chakra inside me.'
The kids whispered louder.
"Did you see that?!"
"Too much show off…"
"Creepy eyes guy…"
Asteru sank lower in his seat unbothered, 'Fantastic. Now I'm the class boogeyman.' He said to himself sarcastically.
Week Two Second Half: Kunai Practice
The training yard buzzed with nervous energy. Targets lined the posts.
"Form your grip. Aim. Release!"
Thunk! Mikoto's kunai hit center. She smiled softly. Fugaku smirked, hitting the same spot.
Tsume hurled hers with a loud, "RAAAH!"
THUNK! Straight into the dirt, inches from Shibi's bug jar.
The jar rattled. Kikaichū buzzed angrily.
Shibi stiffened. "Tsume-san…"
She whistled innocently. "Eheh… my bad? I didn't see you there."
Chōza threw his kunai with one hand while munching chips by other. It spun… and landed backward. The class howled.
Minato's landed dead center. Smooth. Asteru threw his, aiming dead center… THUNK!! He threw it a little to hard.
Everyone went quiet.
Morimoto pinched the bridge of his nose. "Controlled accuracy, Asteru. Not demolition."
Asteru grinned sheepishly, 'Oops. Guess I need to control strength too. Mental note: practice secretly.'
Week Three: Kunoichi Culture Class
"Flower arrangement represents patience and subtlety," the kunoichi instructor Yara explained.
Sayomi carefully placed each stem, face calm but hands trembling slightly. Mikoto's was elegant, perfectly balanced.
Tsume stabbed hers into the vase like weapons. "Hah! A bouquet of DEATH!"
The instructor's eye twitched. "…Not quite."
Sayomi smiled faintly. "Tsume-san… flowers are meant to bloom… not bleed."
Tsume blinked, then laughed. "Heh, maybe. But mine's scarier."
Meanwhile, Asteru peeked in from the hallway — dragged there as punishment for "commentating too much" in theory class. 'That Daiki sensei... I just tried to make the old teachings a little more advanced by the theories from the future timeline, though I was sure he would give me other punishment but this... seeing girl's to do flowering, haa~ Where's my punishment-kunai practice Baka-SENSEI?'
Somewhere in his teacher room Daiki Morimoto sneezed, "Achoo!! who is scolding me right now?"
Week Three: Genjutsu Basics
Morimoto clapped his hands. Suddenly the classroom flipped upside down.
Gasps, screams. Kids flailed.
"WE'RE ON THE CEILING!"
"My lunch is floating!"
Shikaku calmly rolled over and napped on the ceiling desk. "Troublesome…"
Asteru looked around, unimpressed. 'This is just a basic genjutsu... but why are everyone feeling it but I cant?!' He sat in his seat casually looking unimpressed because for some reason genjutsu is not working on him.
Sayomi gasped. "Asteru-kun… already?"
He shrugged, rubbing his neck. "Well, I didn't felt anything. And everything looks normal for me so, I guess it doesn't work."
Morimoto looked at Asteru for a second longer, 'This brat is not feeling the genjutsu... Is he Immune to it from the beginning, that's impossible but, I have to keep my attention more on him from today.'
Minato who broke Instructor's Genjutsu right now, was a little surprised to see that Asteru wasn't affected by it, "Did you broke from it, or was it not working on you Asteru?"
Asteru glanced down his seat towards Minato. "I don't know but it feels like I'm alright from the beginning." He closed his eyes, 'they don't call minato as genius of the generation for nothing. He noticed it right away.'
The days blurred into weeks and in those days, Hiashi and Asteru clashed daily for some unknown reason just like cat and dog. Though the one who barked more was Haishi Hyūga.
Asteru casually sat on his desk and talking to minato abouthow they start training with themselves, and Haishi who just entered the classroom as usual early in the morning. He glanced at the way Asteru sat.
Hiashi let out a huge sigh and finally decided to speak, "You lack the discipline of a Hyūga."
Asteru noticed haishi as he spoke the words directed to only him "And you lack the humor of the fence post out there." He pointed out of the window towards the fence where a dog is peeing on it.
Hiashi's vein throbbing "…" He took a deep breath, 'Why does he infuriate me so easily?!
Asteru got down from his desk with a smirk, "And. I'm not a Hyūga, you are the Hyūga here, so behave properly~" He said the last words to mock Haishi in as casually way possible.
As he wanted something inside Haishi just snapped. "YOU. ARE. DEAD MEAT." He walked up to Asteru as he spoke promising to beat the crap out of Asteru, but Minato grabbed Haishi's shoulder's to hold him back from fighting. As ever the peacemaker, tried to mediate. "Let's… all get along? Come on, no fighting in class."
Sayomi quietly admired Asteru, though every time he leaned forward to whisper something to Minato, she turned beet red and fanned her hand to her face to cool herself. Mikoto who noticed this scene, biting back a grin. 'This is going to be fun to watch.' she started smirking like she'd found her new favorite drama, everytime she smirks by seeing sayomi, Asteru often felt a chilling smile towards him which causes him to adjust his way of sitting properly on his desk.
Classes turned into routine's: chakra theory, history lectures, kunai practice in the courtyard.
Most kids either slacked (Shikaku), bragged (Inoichi), or fought (Tsume). But two names quickly began to stand out in quiet times.
By the end of the month, the exam papers arrived. Questions ranged from simple to oddly tricky:
What are the three basic shinobi techniques?
Draw and name five hand seals.
What is chakra?
Which dōjutsu is Absolute?
Most kids groaned. Chōza wrote "ramen" as an answer three times. Shikaku left half his paper blank with a scribble: Too troublesome to finish.
Minato, of course, breezed through. His calm intelligence shone in every line.
Asteru… well, he had the cheat of a past life. 'Hand seals? Thank you my memories. Dōjutsu? this is the, trick question teach wanted to give right... hmm, let's write it like this...'
After the end of the month, Morimoto-sensei handed out the results of their written exam.
"First place," he droned, holding up the papers, "a tie. Namikaze Minato… and Asteru."
The classroom buzzed like a beehive.
Tsume: "What?!"
Fugaku: "Impossible."
Hiashi: "Tch…"
Sayomi gasped softly.
"What? That quiet kid?"
"No way, Minato was supposed to be the top dog!"
"Did you see Sayomi? She looks like she's about to faint again!"
"Not again…" Mikoto muttered, massaging her forehead.
Morimoto-sensei adjusted his papers. 'These brat's… I've seen clan prodigies before, but them? No clan, no backing, and still perfect scores? Troubling… but also promising.'
Minato blinked, surprised for a second, then glanced back at Asteru with a soft grin. "Guess we're desk rivals now, huh?" He looked at Asteru for a second longer than necessary, 'So he's the same level as me already? Interesting… he doesn't even look like he's trying.'
Asteru scratched the back of his head, trying not to look smug. "Hehe, looks like it." Asteru glanced at the classroom only to find suspiciously filled admiration looks from his classmates, 'Well, thank you Naruto Wiki fandom… never thought memorizing trivia would save my ass in another life.'
Morimoto-sensei took both Minato and Asteru papers into hands and started reading the question. "Both of them answered every question correctly, including the… trick one."
The class leaned forward.
He cleared his throat dramatically. "The question: Which dōjutsu is Absolute?" He looked at the class with one eye opened, 'Ugh... those clan leader's forced us to give this question in exams just to spread their greatness, but those two students answer made them shut when they checked topper's paper... heh.' He smirked mockingly.
Whispers exploded.
"Obviously Byakugan!"
"Sharingan's way cooler, don't be stupid!"
"My clan says the Byakugan sees through everything, even lies!"
"Yeah? My clan says Sharingan copies everything!"
"Shut up, mine has dogs!"
Morimoto smacked the chalkboard with his pointer stick. BANG! Silence fell.
"Both Namikaze and Asteru wrote that no dōjutsu is absolute."
The kids gasped. Even Hiashi lifted an eyebrow. Fugaku scowled.
The teacher read aloud, "Each dōjutsu has counters. Byakugan sees chakra but can't copy jutsu. Sharingan copies but can't see the tenketsu. Rinnegan- the one which is said to be myth might be superior if it were real."
A hush spread across the room. Some kids stared at Minato. Others, at Asteru.
Minato simply rubbed his neck, sheepish. "I just thought it made sense."
Meanwhile Asteru slouched in his chair, whistling innocently. 'W-What are they looking at, I mean that's a fact and about rinnegan... it's also real... in future that is…'
Himari shot a nervous glance toward her cousin 'Someone… actually pointed out the Byakugan's weakness? In front of Hiashi? Oh dear, he's going to explode, if lucky he will hold a grudge on them and take it out in future'
Haishi gave a sharp turn to the back to look at Minato and on Asteru for a second longer, 'He dares… to speak so casually of the Byakugan? Insolent… but…' He shook his head in denial, 'Haishi. What are you even thinking about, there is no way anyone beat byakugan from the main branch.' He turned his to the front with low but hearable "Hmph!" He looked forward at the board, '…Intriguing. Knowledge that rivals clan teachings. Who exactly is this Asteru?'
Fugaku gave a upper side gaze to Asteru, 'Tch. Downplaying the Sharingan? I won't forgive that. Still… he knew enough to compare it to the Byakugan and even pointed at their weakness and our weakness. Hmph!! Not a fool then.'
Mikoto caught fugaku's attention somewhere so she looked at the direction of his gaze and saw him staring at Asteru 'Oh no, Fugaku's already fuming. Better keep an eye on him. That poor Asteru kid is going to get dragged into an Uchiha debate war any minute.'
Morimoto-sensei let the chatter die down, 'These brats don't realize it yet… but this class might change the entire village one day, maybe we will have a promising Hokage from one of them.'
Morimoto nodded, clearly impressed despite himself. "Correct. Remember this lesson, brats. There is no invincible technique — only invincible shinobi who know how to use them."
The lecture's weight settled over the room. But then—
Tsume slammed her desk. "Doesn't matter! I'll beat both of you anyway!" She grinned to herself, 'Book smarts mean nothing! Let's see how they do in tommorow's first sparring session!'
Chōza muttered around a dumpling which he sneaked from his lunch box, "Not in written exams you won't…" he took another biteful of dumpling as he licked his fingers, 'How is he eating at a time like this…? Oh wait, I'm the one eating.'
Shikaku yawned. "Troublesome… they're just gonna drag us into studying harder." He forcibly raised his head from the desk to take a glance at him, 'First Minato, now this Asteru... intresting but... I want to sleep and I don't care.' He laid back on desk and drifted to his lazy sleepy acting.
Laughter broke the tension.
Sayomi peeked to her left side with a pink blush on her cheeks, 'He's so calm… like it's nothing. How can he speak about such powerful things with such confidence?' She quickly turned away before Asteru noticed her staring.
But it's too late because from the corner of his eye, Asteru caught Sayomi peeking at him, her cheeks faintly pink again. She quickly looked away when their eyes met. 'Oh no, don't faint again. Please don't faint again…'
As Asteru prayers came true, she didn't fainted this time. Then he looked at the paper's that was distributed by the instructor. 'First place, first problem. Let's hope month two doesn't kill m— oh crap!! I totally forgot but this month a special student would come, Uzumaki Kushina... how could I forget that, she is one month late joiner. It's best if I maintain my distance till we become a genin, I don't want to die in the hands of the "Red Hot Habanero".'