Ninja School.
Iruka looked at the students in the classroom, a hint of annoyance on his face.
He didn't know what was going on, but in the past few months, the teacher seemed to have targeted him, constantly calling him in for lectures.
He was 'lectured' whenever he had free time, which once left him puzzled.
It was a bright day.
He was having a meal with his former teammate, Mibu Shinobi, reminiscing about old times.
Until the teacher suddenly appeared.
The teacher said he wanted to test his progress in Genjutsu, and even Mibu Shinobi was dragged along for a 'memorable' training session.
Originally, with the intelligence on the Fire of Eight Fragrances Genjutsu, Iruka had diligently researched and finally found a way to break it: creating a Ninjutsu to block his ears, which he successfully did.
However,
He underestimated the teacher's strength.
With just one glance, he still fell victim, which reminded him that this technique was originally a visual Genjutsu.
As for his teammate, Mibu Shinobi, being a member of the intelligence and interrogation department, he had undergone special training and could already endure such torment.
However,
Adhering to the principle of being comfortable whenever possible, and never uncomfortable,
After learning that Iruka was being targeted by the teacher, Mibu Shinobi only dared to invite Iruka to eat when the teacher was unavailable.
He avoided him at other times, fearing involvement.
"Damn it, so these little rascals sold me out."
Sensing something was amiss, Iruka utilized the intelligence gathering skills honed from missions and finally found the source of his suffering: some of the little brats in front of him.
If they wanted to beat up Satoru, they should just do it; why drag him into it?
They actually threw the blame on him!
Making him suffer such a great hardship.
He had put in so much effort for his students' learning and future development.
Is this right?
Although he was pleased with his students' espionage tactics, it didn't feel good when used against him.
So today, having thoroughly gathered all the information,
His attention was entirely on the students.
If anyone dared to be mischievous or a troublemaker in class,
Heh heh!
He'd let them taste hardship again.
Especially two of them: Fuma Shikun and Izuno Zaizai...
He heard they were the ones who started the trend and revealed the tactic of shifting the blame to him.
And also Inuzuka Hana, a third-year student about to enter fourth year.
...
In the classroom.
Feeling Iruka-sensei's gaze, Fuma Shikun and Izuno Zaizai exchanged several glances.
"Iruka-sensei is acting strange today."
"Yes, he seems to be watching us."
"More like a look of looking for trouble?"
"Let's study hard. I don't want to experience Genjutsu from Senior Satoru and then again from Iruka-sensei."
Although both of them had very poor talent in Chakra Ninjutsu with Satoru,
In terms of espionage, they were unexpectedly good. With months of tacit understanding, a single glance was enough for them to understand each other's thoughts.
Thus, Iruka's gaze was instantly analyzed and discussed by the two, leading to a conclusion.
Iruka was very disappointed.
After several months, the mischievous children were no longer mischievous, and many were studying diligently.
He felt that his students had lost their childlike innocence.
The whistle around his neck felt itchy.
"Beat up Iruka-sensei."
Just then, a child's voice rang out.
Swish!
Everyone looked with incredible surprise in the direction of the voice.
Hyuga Tokuma.
He was sleeping at the moment, and dreaming of something, he mumbled about wanting to beat up Iruka.
Iruka smiled.
His lips curled up as never before.
The other students, including Uchiha Tong, were very impressed.
Months had passed, and in the entire Ninja School, any class taught by Iruka had students who were terrified of him.
There were very few troublemakers left.
Including the arrogant brats from the Uchiha.
The education resulting from their laziness in class was looked down upon even by the Uchiha themselves, and they couldn't call their parents.
So he greatly admired Hyuga Tokuma.
"I don't admire others from the Hyuga, but now I admire you, Tokuma. I acknowledge you," Uchiha Tong muttered to himself.
Slap!
Iruka's chalk hit Hyuga Tokuma's head.
Hyuga Tokuma woke up groggily, saw Iruka-sensei's strange gaze, and then saw his classmates' gazes.
Gulp!
He knew it was bad.
It was too late. Iruka waved his hand, signaling for him to be led out of the classroom.
"Everyone, continue studying. We'll go out and discuss the issue of sleeping in class and talking in your sleep."
...
As the two left, the classroom immediately became boisterous.
"Tokuma is amazing."
"He's done for. He'll suffer all day again. I wonder what taste Iruka-sensei will make him experience today?"
"Hmph, the Hyuga are nothing special."
"Usually, Tokuma's grades are so good, and he doesn't make a fuss, so he hasn't experienced Iruka-sensei's Genjutsu many times.
This time he finally got caught again, how nice."
"Yes, damn it, I've been caught so many times, and this time it's finally Tokuma's turn.
I wish Uchiha Tong would get caught too."
"I think the teacher will make him experience wasabi-flavored Genjutsu today."
"No, no, I think it's chili. Tokuma doesn't really like chili."
The students in the classroom gloated.
Being caught themselves was certainly uncomfortable, but a classmate being caught was exceptionally delightful.
They could already imagine Hyuga Tokuma, the honor student, with a flushed or distorted face at the end.
Just thinking about it made them excited.
Uchiha Tong frowned, "How can I be like you commoners?"
Soon after,
Hyuga Tokuma walked back in, following Iruka, with a troubled expression.
"Alright, students, I hope everyone adheres to classroom discipline.
Study hard.
Only by studying hard can you avoid being killed by enemies in future missions, understand?"
Iruka told Tokuma to return to his seat, saying meaningfully.
The curl of his lips showed his current mood.
No wonder the teacher liked to educate him this way. It turned out that this kind of mischievous teaching not only made students progress but also brought him joy.
He then lectured the students for a while longer, instructed them not to get caught by him, and then walked out of the classroom door.
Byakugan, activate.
Hyuga Tokuma activated his Byakugan, watching Iruka-sensei slowly walk away.
His expression instantly changed, returning to a calm demeanor, with a hint of triumph on his lips.
"Tokuma, what flavor of Genjutsu did you taste just now?" his deskmate asked.
However, he felt Tokuma's expression was strange.
Uchiha Tong pricked up his ears. As the only person in the same class who could be his rival, he paid extra attention.
Everyone else was the same, very curious.
"I don't know," Hyuga Tokuma said with a smile.
"You don't know?"
"No, did you encounter a flavor you liked?"
Iruka only used one flavor at a time, because it was only for education, not punishment, so he only used one each time.
"Hmph, as a Ninja, after experiencing this for such a long time,
If I still haven't found a way to break it, then you underestimate the Hyuga bloodline too much."
Hyuga Tokuma snorted coldly, a triumphant look on his face.
Everything before was just an act to make Iruka-sensei feel pleased.
So he didn't know what flavor it was.
"How did you do that?"
This was the shared thought of all the students; they all pricked up their ears.
If it was gossip just now, now it concerned their vital interests.
Uchiha Tong frowned. Hyuga Tokuma actually broke the teacher's Genjutsu?
And he even fooled Iruka-sensei.
This made him very uncomfortable; he hadn't broken the teacher's Genjutsu yet.