Inside the scroll was a crystal that emitted chakra. Mitsuro turned to Senta and asked in surprise, "Hiruko succeeded?"
Senta, who was shaking the noodle stains off his clothes, replied, "I think so, but Hiruko-san said it's still a prototype. She said it doesn't last more than a minute, but in that one minute, it transfers the ambient chakra to the suit we borrowed last time! But after that, it seems to break down and is no longer usable."
Mitsuro held the pink crystal up to the light with special interest. The combination of Guren's Kekkei Genkai, Mitsuro's idea, and Hiruko's knowledge... fuel for a chakra generator! Mesmerized by the crystal's beauty, he said, "This could revolutionize the ninja world!"
He then went to a hidden chest in the room and took out the box he had received the other day. A suit was hidden inside a scroll. It was a special black suit with mechanical patterns and a specific symbol on the chest. This was one of the prototypes for the special suits of the ninjas of the Land of Snow. He placed the crystal inside the compartment on the chest of the suit. The suit seemed to come to life for a moment. Its color became brighter for a moment and then darker than before.
Mitsuro whispered, "Everything is ready! Now I just have to wait a little longer."
Suddenly, he broke his focus and frowned at Senta. "Tomorrow, you'll look for a house! You're not allowed to stay here! I don't like sharing my house with a man! Got it?!"
Senta said sadly, "Boss, please! Renting a house in Konoha is very expensive! You have this place, let me stay with you! I'll do your dishes instead!"
"You idiot, do I even have dirty dishes for you to wash! If I want to bring my girlfriend home in a couple of days, you'll be in the way!"
"Boss, you have a girlfriend?"
"No..." Mitsuro backed away, a little upset and disappointed.
"So what are you worried about?"
Mitsuro protested, "I don't have one now! I will later!"
Senta lay down on the tatami mat. "Boss, I've known you for almost three years now! You always say you want to find a girlfriend, but you don't have anyone!" He put his hand under his head and looked at Mitsuro. "Don't you know how to talk to girls? Want me to teach you?"
Mitsuro said mockingly, "You want to teach me? Someone who is even weaker than a Genin?"
Senta ignored his mockery. "What does getting to know girls have to do with strength?" And he said with pride, "I've had a girlfriend for a year now! Unlike some people!"
For a moment, Mitsuro couldn't believe his ears. "What?! You!!!"
Mitsuro suddenly remembered something, so he abruptly asked Senta a question. "Can you find some specific information for me?"
The next day, Mitsuro entered the classroom as the test proctor. He held a clipboard and called the students' names in order to come forward. "Okay, I'll call each of you, and you'll come and perform the Bunshin Technique."
The first was Konohamaru. He came forward and made the hand sign. "Shadow Technique!" A small "poof" sound came, and a relatively ugly and misshapen Konohamaru appeared next to him.
Mitsuro said calmly, "Konohamaru, try harder next time! Your technique is good, but your image is terrible! You didn't visualize yourself correctly."
Konohamaru angrily ran a hand through his hair. "Darn it! I was so close!"
Mitsuro continued in the same calm tone. "Hanabi, come forward."
Hanabi came forward and made the hand sign. "Shadow Technique!" Poof! Another Hanabi appeared next to her. The second image was an exact replica of her.
Mitsuro nodded. "Excellent! Both your technique and your image are good, but it's a little faint. Try to perform it flawlessly next time."
Hanabi nodded coolly. "Yes, Sensei."
The class exam went smoothly. Mitsuro looked at the anxious faces of the students waiting for their turn. He remembered how he himself used to be stressed about every little exam at that age. He carefully watched each performance and pointed out the little things to each of his students. For him, the purpose of this exam was not just to "pass" but to teach the fundamentals to each person.
Finally, the class time was up, and the bell rang. Mitsuro looked at the score sheet and said, "Okay, kids, class is over... Good job. Don't run in the hallway when you leave!"
He left the classroom and went to the teachers' lounge.
Suddenly, a loud noise came. "Naruuuto!" Iruka's voice made the whole building shake! The fourth-grade teacher, who was passing by Mitsuro, said with regret, "Poor Iruka! Naruto is going to drive him crazy in the end!"
Mitsuro asked, "What did he do this time?" His name was Kenji.
Kenji chuckled. "Naruto went and painted on the Four Hokage's faces, and then he bolted! Iruka went after him to catch him!" He shook his head in regret. "That kid is missing a screw!"
Mitsuro asked, "Isn't tomorrow the end of Iruka's class term?"
Kenji nodded. "Yeah, it is... He'll probably stay at school longer than usual today because of Naruto's antics!"
Mitsuro looked at his watch. "So it's tomorrow night." He turned to Kenji and said, "Well, I have to go. See you tomorrow, Kenji-san!"
The next day, Mitsuro entered the room as a test proctor for one of the classes. He held a clipboard and called the students' names in order to come forward. Each of the students had reached the age of twelve and had completely mastered the three basic jutsu. As a result, none of them failed, and after passing, they received a forehead protector with the Konoha symbol.
Mitsuro quickly finished his side of the exam and went to Iruka's class. He heard Iruka calling the students' names one by one:
"Uchiha Sasuke..."
The sound of slow footsteps came, and then poof!
"Pass!"
The classroom door opened, and Sasuke came out with his usual arrogant posture. His gaze fell on Mitsuro for a moment, and he was taken aback. Mitsuro stared at him calmly but did not approach. Sasuke mumbled "Tch!" and turned away from Mitsuro and left.
Iruka's voice came again. "Haruno Sakura!"
Poof!
"Pass!"
"Nara Shikamaru!"
Poof!
"Pass!"
"Uzumaki Naruto!"
Finally, it was his turn. Naruto's voice was louder than everyone else's. "Yeah, go for it!"
Poof!
After a few moments of silence, Iruka's voice came with disappointment and firmness. "Fail!"
Mizuki's voice could be heard from inside the classroom, saying, "Iruka-sensei, he's weak, but he was technically able to create a shadow of himself..."
Mitsuro smirked. "Mizuki... you liar." Mizuki's plan is as simple and predictable as ever. He'll tempt Naruto to steal the forbidden scroll. He knows how desperate Naruto is. He'll take the scroll and run, making Naruto look like a traitor. It was a good plan, but it was flawed. He doesn't know that the Hokage knows every single one of his moves. That lecherous old man never takes his eyes off Naruto, so you can't fool him!
The moment he had been waiting for had finally arrived. This was the opportunity no one expected. The opportunity to...
Mitsuro moved away from the classroom door and left the school. With a smile on his lips that he couldn't hide, he whistled and returned to his house.