Chapter 48: New Training Mission
["Disciple Uchiha Obito: Training Mission Set.]"
["Training Mission: Achieve First Place in the Ninja School's Practical Exam."]
["Reward: Determined by mission completion and strength growth during the mission period."]
["Disciple Might Guy: Training Mission Set."]
["Training Mission: Achieve First Place in the Ninja School's Practical Exam."]
["Reward: Determined by mission completion and strength growth during the mission period.")
Mugetsu stared at the sudden system pop-ups, falling into thought.
He didn't know what had triggered the missions, but the result was excellent.
With two disciples undertaking training missions—plus the chakra rewards from the exam—he was almost certain his total chakra would break five digits by the end of the semester.
The only downside was that the practical exam wouldn't end in a tie. It required a definitive first and second place, which meant one disciple's mission would inevitably yield a slightly lower reward.
"Would it be better if one of them had an 'accident' and couldn't take the exam… postponing it until next semester?" Mugetsu seriously considered the idea.
He hesitated. While he was confident he could pull it off, he wasn't sure if it was the optimal path. This was the first time two training missions had appeared at once. Until now, he'd believed a disciple could only have one mission active at a time.
If one of them delayed the exam until mid-terms next semester, that would be a three-month gap with no new missions for that disciple. While prolonging a mission could raise its base rewards, was that really more profitable than completing more missions within that time?
Given how the system worked, it was entirely possible that the one who came in second might immediately trigger another mission—something like "Win First Place Next Time"—driven by their refusal to accept defeat.
Mugetsu decided not to overthink it. He would observe and adjust as needed. For now, he just had to focus on strengthening Obito and Guy. No matter what the outcome, more power meant more rewards. That much never changed.
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On Tuesday morning, Anko hummed a cheerful tune as she made her way to the Ninja School.
She had taken Monday off, and with the weekend before it, it had been three whole days since she last attended class. That meant three days without Mugetsu's lectures or messing around with her two good brothers.
Naturally, Anko was in a great mood today.
"Will Teacher Mugetsu think I was sick and ask about me? Did Kotetsu and Izumo win the prize money from the competition? I'm really looking forward to it," she thought, getting more and more excited.
As she approached the school gates and more students came into view, Anko started to notice something strange—people were looking at her.
"Is it weird to take a day off from the Ninja School? Did my absence really spread through the whole school?" she wondered, confused by the stares.
Muttering to herself, Anko walked toward the classroom for Class 1, Grade 1.
But the closer she got, the stranger the atmosphere became. The number of odd looks increased, and something started to feel off.
When she entered the classroom, the first thing she noticed was that Kotetsu and Izumo weren't talking or playing around. They had their heads down on their desks, pretending to sleep.
Normally, when Anko arrived, the two would be chatting about Kotetsu's annoying cousin or planning some ridiculous way to meet girls.
She was about to head over and shake them awake when one of the girls she was friendly with called out.
"Anko, you've been the talk of the Ninja School these past two days," the girl said, holding back laughter.
"Huh? I haven't even been at school. Don't tell me I got famous just for taking a day off?" Anko scratched her head, puzzled.
"That ninjutsu that turns into a chair—was that your idea?" the girl asked, nearly bursting.
"Turning into a chair… You mean the Enemy Confusion Technique? I guess so. We came up with it together—me, Kotetsu, and Izumo."
At that, the girl couldn't hold it in anymore. She burst out laughing. "Pfft—haha! You should really ask your two good brothers!"
Anko's confusion deepened. She walked up to Kotetsu and Izumo.
"You two didn't sleep well last night or what?" she asked, growing suspicious.
But no matter how many times she called, they didn't respond. Heads down, eyes closed. They looked like they were in deep sleep.
Of course, most girls would give up at this point… maybe poke them gently once or twice.
But Anko wasn't most girls.
Once she confirmed they were only pretending to sleep, she raised her fists—and punched both of them, one after the other.
"Are you two hiding something from me?" Anko asked, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.
Realizing they could no longer pretend, the two finally opened their eyes.
"It's all Kotetsu's fault! He embarrassed himself on stage and dragged us down with him!" Izumo immediately threw his good brother under the bus, recounting everything about the weekend's competition.
"He even made sure to yell our full names in front of everyone—absolutely shameless!" Izumo quickly took Anko's side, fuming as he condemned Kotetsu with righteous indignation.
Anko's fists began to clench.
So that's what it was. She knew a simple day off wouldn't have caused such a stir—turns out Kotetsu had gone and made a spectacle of himself… and dragged her into it.
Sensing danger, Kotetsu panicked and blurted out, "Anko, don't listen to him! Izumo was the one who suggested we blame everything on you since you weren't there! He said we should credit all the ninjutsu to you and pretend it was your idea!"
Anko: …
She slowly turned to look at Izumo. Her eyes were already filled with murderous intent.
She'd actually been thinking yesterday that if the two of them won the prize money, they'd treat her to dango. But now? These two traitors were just racing to see who could backstab her faster.
"You're both dead meat!" Anko yelled, grabbing Izumo with her left hand and Kotetsu with her right.
The two good brothers knew they were in the wrong and instantly tried to flee. The classroom burst into laughter as the chaos escalated.
The farce only came to a stop when Mugetsu entered.
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"Teacher Mugetsu, my reputation's been ruined… I'm no longer the 'Genius Anko,' now everyone calls me 'Talent Anko,'" she said, sulking.
"At least it's not 'Mediocre Talent.' That means they still recognize your strength," Mugetsu replied with a smile, trying to console her.
"I still think 'Genius' sounds better."
"Then prove it—with results."
"Will I get dango if I do well on the next exam?"
"If you do well on the exam."
"Yay!" Anko's mood instantly lifted at the mention of dango, and a bright smile returned to her face.
Just then, the class bell rang.
"Let's begin," Mugetsu said, starting his lecture for the day.
He began patiently explaining the three basic ninjutsu taught at the Ninja School.
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["Lecture Completed."]
["Evaluation: A."]
["Reward: Water Release: Water Formation Wall."]
["Under your guidance, the students of Class 1, Grade 1 have made significant progress in ninjutsu, earning a reward—Mastery-level Three Body Technique."]
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After the lecture, aside from the usual reward, Mugetsu received a surprise bonus.
"So the system doesn't just give out lecture rewards…" he muttered, surprised.
He'd been teaching for over two months, and this was the first time he'd triggered a reward based on student improvement rather than just completing a class.
It was only the Three Body Technique, but still—mastery level was nothing to scoff at when it came to teaching academy students. While not useful for real combat, it was a great tool for their development.
Thinking about it, Mugetsu found it reasonable. After all, this was a teacher system, not just a master-disciple one.
As a teacher, he had been training a full class of students. If they grew stronger under his instruction, it was only natural that he'd receive something in return.
"If I teach higher-level ninjutsu… will the rewards be even better?" Mugetsu wondered, eyes lighting up at the possibility.
It was a great idea—but one he couldn't act on for now.
According to Ninja School regulations, practical ninjutsu classes were restricted to the Three Body Technique. Only theory classes could go beyond that.
He could somewhat understand the logic behind it.
Each class had over forty students, all with different chakra natures. No one expected a regular Chunin teacher to master ninjutsu across all five chakra types. Plus, student learning speeds varied drastically.
But for Mugetsu, none of that was an issue. He'd already mastered many ninjutsu and had bonuses to teaching skills. His lectures were solid.
Still, for his own safety, he couldn't afford to stand out too much.
"Maybe I should apply to the Third Hokage to let me handle Class 1, Grade 1's physical prowess training as well…" Mugetsu thought, shifting his focus to other ways he could help the students grow.
He remembered the frequent complaints about the current Teacher Physical instructor. The students often said their lessons were boring and unhelpful.
If Mugetsu took over, he was confident their physical strength would improve at an even faster pace.
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After lunch, Mugetsu returned to the office, still thinking about how to further boost the strength of Class 1, Grade 1.
And in that quiet office…
The events of the previous month began to repeat.
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