“Alright class, settle down. Before we get started. Let's introduce ourselves, I will go first, my name is Isamu Yuto, but you will refer to me as Yuto sensei. I like sushi and teaching, my dream is to become the headmaster at the academy. I want everyone to introduce themselves by name with likes and aspirations the way that I did, begin.” The instructor announced before students started introducing themselves one by one. The young chunin looked no older than eighteen, clad in a standard Konoha chunin vest with a black bandana tied at the back of his head, his flat, black hair peeking out beneath it.

‘I don’t recognize a single person here. No matter, that is probably for the best, I need to lay low.’ Hiro thought. What was the point of canon knowledge if he changed things? That would render the knowledge useless. That is assuming he even could change things. He long had realized that he was a small fry, a background character right now. It’s not like he could just waltz on up to the fourth Hokage and ask for flying raijin because he is a wise child. First off, he wouldn’t get an audience with the fourth Hokage, and second, he would probably be super suspicious for even knowing about that jutsu. He probably won’t be seeing many canon characters for a while.

As Hiro listened to everyone’s introduction he recognized a few clan names. It seems there was an Uchiha, an Aburame, and a Hyuuga in his class. Hearing the name Uchiha made Hiro think of the massacre that would occur in the future, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for the Uchiha boy as he knew that he would never grow up and there was nothing Hiro could do to intervene.

Before he knew it, it was his turn to introduce himself, and he had not even thought about his introduction.

“My name is Hiro Tanaka, I like older women and ninja stuff. I want to be the greatest sealmaster of all time.” He blurted off the top of his head.

Most of the kids scattered in the classroom looked at him like he was a parasite. What was the big deal? He supposed that kids at this age were not very interested in something that wasn’t flashy like sealing, but Hiro knew what it could do. It also didn't help that boys at this age still thought that girls had cooties. Probably not wise to say women, but he was put on the spot.

“Umm… okay, let’s begin.” Yuto sensei said due to Hiro being the last one as he was set at the back.

The instructor started scratching the chalkboard with his chalk stick, which caused Hiro to immediately lose interest.

‘Math? We’re being taught math?’ Hiro sighed as he reasoned with himself in his head. Of course, they were being taught basic life skills other than being a ninja, but this was going to be such a pain. Hiro quickly drifted off into sleep.

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“Hiro!”

He snapped awake to see Yuto sensei, along with the entire class looking at him expectantly.

“Since you felt that the material was so trivial that you could sleep, how about you answer this problem on the board?” The instructor barked. Some kids were snickering as they were sure that Hiro was going to make a fool of himself.

Hiro looked at the chalkboard. Multiplication? Not an Issue. He was a twenty-year-old college student mentally, this was no issue. He quickly got up, descended the miniature auditorium-like classroom to the board, and wrote the answer before sitting back down and yawning.

This left the instructor puzzled. Perhaps the boy had already learned this from his parents.

Takuma sat there feeling a little smug. ‘I feel like the class genius, but my competition is five and six-year-olds, so there is no need to get cocky I guess. These kids live in a world where they have to mature quickly. Someone like Itachi was able to graduate in less than a year. The fact that a five-year-old can graduate at the level of a twelve-year-old, where twelve-year-olds are advanced enough to be soldiers is a scary thought. Speaking of which, Itachi should be one year younger than me, he will graduate next year, while I will graduate in six and a half years. I have to seize every opportunity if I want to compete with people on his level by the time canon comes around. These kids probably make the old, child, me look like a no-count’

“That’s enough for today's class, Tomorrow we will conditioning,” Yuto said with an exhausted sigh as the impatient students rushed out of the classroom. He knew that he would have his work cut out for him when he decided to become a school teacher after making chunin, but the violent, quest conquering, shinobi life was not for him. He’s known it ever since he became a genin and was lucky enough to survive the third great ninja war.

Yuto sat down at his desk and began gathering his material. His peripheral vision caught a figure standing in front of him.

“Yes, Hiro?”

“Does the academy have a library?” Hiro asked.

“Yes, but we will not cover the theories and concepts in there until next year, you don’t have to worry about that,” Yuto said with a chuckle. He had assumed this kid would be a slacker, but he clearly knew multiplication, which wasn’t very impressive by itself, but he was actively seeking out more knowledge. That much was commendable for a child this age.

After showing the boy to the library, he wished him well and was about to walk away when the boy paused at the doorway to the library and looked at him expectantly.

“How do I use chakra?” Hiro asked with his fingers crossed behind his back.

“You want to do jutsu? That’s too advanced for you at this stage.” Yuto said shaking his head.

“No, I just want to feel it,” Hiro said as he put on the most adorable child face that he could muster.

‘Why is this child giving me such a creepy face, like he has something up his sleeve? I just want to go home, it’s been a long, first-day on the job.’

“Alright buddy, just don’t get carried away, I’ll only do this because most of the clan kids have already had it done for them,” Yuto said as he slapped Hiro on the shoulder and walked away with a smirk.

‘What’s the matter, I thought he was about to tell m-’ He was cut off by a new sensation.

“WOAH!” Hiro said way louder than he intended.

Yuto’s smirk grew wider as heard this down the hallway behind him.

Hiro was overwhelmed by the icy hot sensation spreading through his chakra coils stemming from his shoulder. All he needed was a little boost and he could now grasp it. He fluctuated the chakra throughout his body. The feeling was almost impossible to describe, like taking a tight belt off after a long day, or drinking a cold glass of water when one was dehydrated.

‘I am so gonna break this.’