Kitazawa's grades at the Ninja Academy had never been impressive.
Uchiha Itachi graduated at seven.Kitazawa barely managed to graduate at thirteen.
Uzumaki Naruto became the savior of the world at seventeen.Kitazawa, at seventeen, had exhausted himself just to make it to Chunin.
In a ninja world where killing came as easily as breathing, Kitazawa was the definition of ordinary — a shinobi with no talent, no bloodline, and no family to back him.
To survive long enough to see the end of the story, he'd chosen a safer path: teaching at the Ninja Academy. That "temporary" decision had lasted five years.
"Another peaceful day in the Leaf Village, huh?"
Stretching, Kitazawa rose from his chair and walked to the window.
Outside, the Academy courtyard bustled with life. Today was the start of a new school year, and the grounds were filled with excited chatter and nervous energy.
He glanced down at the list of new students in his hand. Each name leapt out at him like a piece of destiny written on paper:
Uzumaki Naruto. Uchiha Sasuke. Hyuga Hinata. Yamanaka Ino. Haruno Sakura. Akimichi Choji. Nara Shikamaru. Inuzuka Kiba.
"Five years… after all this time, they've finally arrived."
Kitazawa let out a quiet sigh of awe.
From this point forward, he knew his life would be marked by two great catastrophes.
The first: Orochimaru's Konoha Crush plan.The second: Pain's invasion of the village.
The first didn't involve the Academy directly — no big problem.The second… well, that was another story. That "one bag of rice carrying the whole building" disaster had flattened half of Konoha.
His plan? Leave the village before that ever happened.A strategic vacation request, you could say.
He could even calculate the right time to slip away based on when Naruto and the others started school.
Just as Kitazawa was deep in thought, a soft chime echoed in his head.
[System detected: Host age confirmed — six years old. Enrollment successful. Activating: "Strongest Hokage Growth System."]
Kitazawa froze on the spot.
After twenty-one years of waiting, the door had finally opened — at the moment he least expected it.
Riko Minfei only waited seventeen years for his system. Why did mine take this long?
Wait… six years old?
"System, did something just glitch out?"
[Please complete the first main objective: Dominate the Ninja Academy and graduate as the top student.]
Kitazawa blinked, dumbfounded.
Seriously?
He was happy the system finally arrived, but unhappy that it was fifteen years too late.
"Graduate? I'm a teacher now, not a student! What am I supposed to do, go back and sit with the kids?"
He groaned, rubbing his temples.
"Which genius designed this? Some kind of… introvert development team?"
Still, what could he do? He could only roll with it.
If he couldn't complete the mission, well — he'd just be annoyed. Maybe curse a few times.
But… what if it did work?
At least the system didn't punish him for declining or failing missions, so there was no real downside.
"No one can be unlucky forever," he muttered, tapping Accept Mission.
He set the student list aside and left the office.
The moment he stepped into the schoolyard, he heard whispers — harsh and cutting.
"Don't go near him. That kid's a monster.""Yeah, stay away, or you'll regret it.""I don't get why Lord Hokage even let him enroll."
Following their gazes, Kitazawa spotted a small blond boy sitting alone on a swing.
Head down, silent, his isolation was almost tangible — a wall of sadness separating him from the laughter around him.
You people are really something, Kitazawa thought.Mocking a kid who's basically a walking nuke… Aren't you afraid he'll grow up and vaporize you?
Ignoring the judgmental looks from the other parents, Kitazawa walked over.
Naruto's head jerked up at the sound of footsteps. He blinked as he met a pair of calm, dark eyes — eyes that held no hatred, no fear.
"What's your name?" Kitazawa asked gently.
Inside, he sighed. The mission objective — earning Naruto's initial trust — was actually simple.
After all, in this world, only two people ever truly acknowledged Naruto: the Third Hokage and Ichiraku Teuchi.
"I-I'm Uzumaki Naruto."
A spark of warmth lit in the boy's voice. His spirit rose, and he asked timidly, "Who are you?"
"Kitazawa," he replied.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kitazawa!" Naruto said eagerly.
Kitazawa's eye twitched.
"Don't call me mister — call me sensei."
"Sensei? You mean… you're the teacher for Class A, first year?"
"That's right."
Naruto's eyes widened with excitement.
"Awesome! I'm in Class A too!"
"Then let's get you registered," Kitazawa said, patting his shoulder.
"Thank you, Sensei!"
Naruto hopped off the swing, full of energy — but after a few steps, his pace slowed. The hateful stares returned, sharp as kunai. This time, even Kitazawa wasn't spared.
"Sensei… I can go sign up by myself. You don't have to trouble yourself for me."
"If you care too much about what others think," Kitazawa said calmly without turning back, "you'll end up their prisoner."
Naruto froze.
He didn't fully understand, but something about those words struck deep.
"Come on."
Kitazawa motioned with his hand.
Naruto snapped out of it and hurried after him.
First-Year, Class A.
When Naruto entered, the entire room fell silent. Every gaze locked on him — even that of the teacher in charge of registration, Umino Iruka.
Naruto instinctively wanted to lower his head, but then he remembered Kitazawa's words.
He took a breath and lifted his chin.
"Iruka," Kitazawa greeted, smiling as usual.
"Kitazawa-senpai," Iruka said stiffly, suppressing his emotions.
In the original history, Iruka's parents had died in the Nine-Tails' attack.Now, the very boy standing before him — Naruto — was the beast's vessel. It was no wonder Iruka's heart was conflicted.
"This is Uzumaki Naruto, a new student in First-Year Class A," Kitazawa said evenly. "Please handle his registration."
Iruka nodded, pulling out the roster. After jotting down the boy's name, he handed Naruto his first set of textbooks and a class schedule.
When the process was done, Kitazawa led him back toward the front gate.
"Tomorrow's the first day of class. Don't be late."
"Got it!" Naruto said with a vigorous nod. "Thank you, Sensei!"
"See you tomorrow."
Kitazawa waved lightly as the boy bounced away, humming to himself.
He kept his expression neutral — he couldn't afford to act too invested. Naruto was under the constant watch of both the Third Hokage and the Anbu. If Kitazawa stood out too much, he'd have a black ops team at his doorstep by morning.
"Goodbye, Sensei!"
Naruto waved one last time before running off, his mood brighter than ever.
A familiar chime rang in Kitazawa's mind.
[Mission Complete. Reward Granted.]
Suddenly, his mind was flooded with new information — hand seals, chakra control, the flow of heat. In an instant, he fully mastered Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu, from novice to expert.
Kitazawa's face broke into a grin.
"Ha! A working system after all… maybe not so dumb."
Though many mocked the Great Fireball as a weak technique, for an ordinary Chunin like him, it was a deadly weapon.
"What's got you smiling like that?"
A playful voice interrupted his thoughts.
Kitazawa turned his head — and his eyes widened slightly.
Standing not far away was a tall, graceful woman with long dark hair and a knowing smile. Her crimson eyes gleamed like rubies under the sunlight.
Yuhi Kurenai.
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