Konoha-style was a complete Taijutsu style, encompassing both punching and kicking—but it remained fundantally basic.
Its na was similar to Konoha-ryu Kenjutsu, the swordsmanship used by Gekkō Hayate, whom Kitazawa had encountered before. However, that sword-based style was far more advanced and lethal.
Unlike Kenjutsu, Konoha-ryu Taijutsu lacked any nad secret Jutsus or finishing moves—no A-rank-level attacks like the Dance of the Crescent Moon. Still, for many civilian ninja, Konoha-ryu Taijutsu was the only structured hand-to-hand system available.
For that reason alone, it held value.
Kitazawa divided today’s practical class into two parts: a theory session followed by combat drills.
During sparring, the students’ natural talent in Taijutsu beca imdiately apparent.
Sasuke, Hyuga Hinata, and Naruto were quick to pick up the fundantals.
Close behind were Ino, Sakura, and Choji—slower than the first group, but still progressing well.
But for the remaining civilian students, mastering Konoha-ryu Taijutsu would take at least a year or more of hard, consistent training.
No amount of good teaching could shortcut raw talent and early exposure.
Kitazawa’s gaze settled on Naruto, rembering a particular mission: have Naruto defeat Sasuke—just once.
The reward was excellent: one-tenth of Naruto’s Chakra capacity.
But the difficulty of the mission had kept it on the back burner—until now.
After watching Naruto’s scuffle with Rock Lee, Kitazawa saw a sliver of hope.
If Naruto launched a clean, well-organized group assault, he might just have a chance against Sasuke.
Might. Not a guarantee.
The truth was, Kitazawa had been training Sasuke intensely for weeks, boosting his abilities significantly. While Naruto’s clone-swarm tactic was formidable, he was still made of flesh and blood.
If Sasuke capitalized on his Fire Release jutsu and kept his distance, he could easily kite and outlast Naruto.
Then Kitazawa thought of Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu.
If Naruto could use that, his odds would spike dramatically.
But there was a problem.
That jutsu was a forbidden jutsu, locked away in the Scroll of Seals—accessible only with the Hokage’s permission.
A pity about Mizuki. There was no longer a way to extract value from him.
With Mizuki’s fate sealed, the original plot of him tricking Naruto into stealing the scroll had veered off course.
Kitazawa sighed, then made a decision: he would start Naruto’s special training.
His plan was simple—find a Fire Release user to simulate Sasuke’s tactics, allowing Naruto to adapt ahead of ti.
As for who would play that role?
Kitazawa’s Shadow Clone, of course.
It wasn’t fair to Sasuke, but for the sake of the mission, sacrifices had to be made.
Besides, Kitazawa had trained him plenty—it was ti for Sasuke to "repay" the favor. It was just a final exam anyway.
And if Sasuke triggered a mission next ti, Kitazawa would help him too.
That was his principle: a flexible bottom line. He helped whoever gave him the better return.
"Today’s practical class is over. If you have ti, practice more at ho," Kitazawa said as the dismissal bell rang.
"Yes, Kitazawa-sensei!"
The students of First Year Class A scattered like startled birds.
Kitazawa was about to leave when he heard soone call his na.
He turned and was surprised to see the vice principal, Hisao Sarutobi.
It was unusual—normally, a ssenger would be sent if sothing ca up.
"Vice Principal, is sothing the matter?" Kitazawa asked, stepping forward.
"The June monthly exam is coming up," Hisao said. "There’s a eting scheduled for 8:30 a.m. tomorrow in the staff conference room."
"Got it," Kitazawa nodded, then tilted his head slightly. "But why co personally?"
"There’s another reason," Hisao said with a faint smile. "You’ll be presiding over the eting."
"?" Kitazawa blinked.
In the past, Hisao had always led these etings himself.
"Have you forgotten your current position?" The vice principal chuckled, patting Kitazawa on the shoulder. "That seat was vacant for a while, so I stepped in. But you’re officially the Head of Academic Affairs now."
Kitazawa froze for a mont before realization dawned.
That’s right—he was the Head of Academic Affairs.
"The official announcent hasn’t been made yet," Hisao added. "We’ll do it tomorrow. Congratulations, Kitazawa. You’re the youngest person to ever hold this position."
"Thank you, Vice Principal," Kitazawa said modestly. "Since this will be my first ti chairing a monthly eting, I hope you’ll offer so guidance."
"Of course. You’re doing well, and this is just the beginning."
Hisao’s tone was warm—Kitazawa’s rapid rise in rank made him soone to watch. In the shinobi world, such things rarely happened without either extraordinary talent or powerful connections.
Kitazawa had both.
And Hisao Sarutobi, a veteran of the system, knew how to align himself wisely.
"I’ll be there on ti tomorrow," Kitazawa promised.
"Good. See you then."
Once Hisao left, Kitazawa made his way to Kurenai’s ho.
"Tsunade-sama hasn’t arrived yet," Kurenai said with a grin as she let him in. "But I’m looking forward to her reaction when she sees your Rasengan."
"Don’t get your hopes up. She already ca to check on this afternoon," Kitazawa said as he settled onto the couch and opened a scroll Shizune had handed him.
"You’re actually planning to learn dical ninjutsu?" Kurenai asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I am. I want to try," Kitazawa replied.
"Then you have my support," Kurenai smiled warmly.
She didn’t have high expectations. dical Ninjutsu was notoriously difficult, and Kitazawa had already missed the golden learning period. Still, he had surprised her so often that she decided to believe in him—just this once—because he was her boyfriend.
"How exactly do you plan to support ?" Kitazawa asked with a playful blink.
"You don’t miss a single opportunity, do you?" She rolled her eyes, catching his drift.
"How is it taking advantage?" Kitazawa asked with mock seriousness.
Kurenai sighed, walked over, and bent to kiss his forehead.
Kitazawa took the chance to wrap his arms around her waist and bury his face in her chest—only, the angle was off, and his face ended up pressed to her stomach instead.
Kurenai stiffened, then relaxed as warmth spread through her midsection.
"You’re such a child," she murmured, gently stroking his hair. "I’ll give you one minute—ah! You’re touching again!"
Her face flushed as she grabbed his wandering hand.
Because he was sitting and she was standing, his hand had drifted sowhere it wasn’t supposed to go.
"Tsunade-sama could co back any mont," she scolded, stepping away.
"How’s your Rasengan training?" Kitazawa asked with a smirk, still savoring the mory of her soft thigh.
"Going well," she said, adjusting her clothes. "Thanks to your notes."
"Good. If you run into trouble, let know."
Kitazawa stood. "I’m heading to my room to read."
The frawork of the new Ninjutsu was already done; he didn’t need to supervise anymore.
Back in his room, he laid out the books.
Many overlapped with those he’d given to Sakura, so he set those aside. The rest needed to be finished within two weeks.
Thankfully, he had the Shadow Clone Jutsu.
Two clones popped into existence, and the trio began reading together.
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Uchiha Clan Compound
After waiting for an hour, Sasuke finally saw his brother return.
He ran forward, eyes lit with joy. "Brother!"
"Sasuke," Itachi greeted softly. That smile—that innocence—washed away his fatigue.
Life as a double agent was exhausting. Between Uchiha politics and Konoha’s expectations, he was always one step from being crushed.
But Tsunade’s return had eased things, at least on the clan’s side.
"Brother, is there any more Fire Release Ninjutsu we can give to Kitazawa-sensei?" Sasuke asked eagerly.
"Oh? Did he teach you another one?" Itachi smiled faintly.
"Yep! Today he showed Fire Release: Great Dragon Fire Jutsu."
"Already?" Itachi’s brow lifted. "Has he mastered the four Jutsus I gave you last ti?"
"Yeah! Isn’t that normal?"
"...No. Not at all."
To master four Fire Release Jutsu in such a short ti—Kitazawa wasn’t ordinary.
"Kitazawa-sensei’s amazing!" Sasuke grinned. "His dragon fire was huge!"
"I’ll teach you soti," Itachi chuckled. "Then we’ll see whose dragon is bigger."
"Deal!"
"As a return gift, let’s give him two more Jutsus," Itachi decided after a pause.
The Uchiha didn’t mind sharing Fire Release Jutsus. After all, their real strength didn’t lie in fire—it lay in the Sharingan.
Without it, no outsider could ever truly catch up.
"Brother, one more thing..."
Sasuke looked up, hopeful.
"How do I awaken the Sharingan?"
"..."
Itachi’s smile faded.
He had awakened his own eyes watching a teammate die.
Later, he unlocked the Mangekyo by witnessing Shisui’s death.
Pain. Loss. Trauma.
That’s how the Sharingan eyes were opened.
What was he supposed to say? "Go lose soone you love?""Just wait—I’ll kill myself for you?"
Instead, he gently placed a hand on Sasuke’s head.
"Train hard. When the ti is right, your eyes will open on their own."
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