Jinta at the Soul Reaper Academy.

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The whole class was listening with rapt attention as the teacher presented a rare peak at the upper level of kido, after all most academy students never performed a hodo or bakudo above the sixties. The whole class that is but one, a red-headed teenage boy with red hair was sleeping on the desk, his head on his right arm, his left arm hanging off the desk, and drool running out of his mouth.

"Hanakari-san" the teacher said in a loud, sharp voice. "Do you think that your early success in kido class means that you can sleep through this lecture? I do not care if you have been playing baseball until late last night, this class is not an appropriate time to catch up on your sleep."

The boy lifted his head halfheartedly and said "It is nothing I have not seen before. I recite the incantations and the expected responses through hado 99 both part one kin, and the three steps of part two bankin. You cannot teach me anything about high level kido." With that, the boy everyone else knew as Jinta-kun went back to sleep. After all there was some benefit to spending all that time with former Captain of the Kido Corps, Tessai Tsukabishi