Author Note: If the year says xx.10 it means it's the tenth month of that year, for clarification.
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-Year: 11.10, Age: 7.10-
To my surprise, Hashirama's test wasn't immediate- Matter of fact the guy said that the earliest he'd actually be able to make time for something as simple as a spar was way down the line.
The surprise was more that... He was really busy. Like obscenely so, which I figured was fair considering he was Hokage but...
I let out a sigh, a hint of pity coming up for the man.
Evidently, all the paperwork I tended to see him with wasn't what he had to do for that day. It was what he had to do for that hour.
The fact he even took a break from it whenever I visited was considered extremely generous by any standard.
I held in the surge of annoyance at that particular fact- Yes, I'd known visiting the man occasionally would certainly be talked about but... I let out a slight groan at the miscalculation.
Point was.
Hashirama just didn't really make that time of the day for anyone. Clan heads- Hell his own family didn't get that time of the day from him.
I wasn't sure what piqued his interest, beforehand, regarding me for him to actively encourage my visits- And yes the man obviously wouldn't reject a visitor, regardless of who they were, but apparently, he didn't pay anywhere near the same amount of attention towards them.
Regarding the spar? He didn't even have an estimate of when. Just that it was more than likely towards the end of my second year in the academy. If he was lucky enough to take that kind of time out at that.
Still, that attention he showed me? Practically giving me free leave to take the time of day from the fucking Hokage himself?
It was arguably the only thing that pretty much put a wide berth between me and anyone in the village regarding repercussions.
It was also one of the main points behind my continued acceptance into the First Class, regardless of my 'abysmal' chakra control.
Now, how I found all that out wasn't important- Was it a breach of security? Probably. But now that I knew that Hashirama had literally stamped my approval for the class himself?
I probably wasn't going to do anything about it, in all honesty.
Cracked eggs and all.
On another note, and a pretty good one at that, the first year at the academy was officially over! Unfortunately, however, we didn't really get a holiday for it. Well, we did- But three freaking weeks weren't much to crow about.
I hadn't really gotten that much done in them, to be honest- Well besides testing out new and improved ways of pissing off a certain shadowy fuck.
Turns out, he was pretty resistant to all five base elements, considering his chakra signature hadn't disappeared.
So far, I've tried burning him with a cold fire. Tried electrocuting him after dousing him in water. Tried manipulating his sense of time with a genjutsu- I think I put him to sleep with a conglomerate of nightmarish videogame villains for like three days with that one, though unfortunately, any further attempts of the same kind didn't seem to work. I even made a seal where every step he took caused a minor quake to happen underneath him.
But my personal favorite had to be the nose itch I gave him that he just couldn't get rid of. It was hilarious watching his chakra signature fluctuate following that one's activation- I think he ended up cutting his nose off to stop it, though I am not sure given the lack of visuals on the fuck. I'd left a clone to continuously reactivate it every time it stopped.
I'd also spent time with Hiruzen for a bit of it, helping him improve on whatever he thought he was lacking regarding being a ninja which should've pushed him from just below the Dojutsu spammers to a league above them.
It's fine.
I stealth-proofed my home before we started.
All in all, I'd say it was a pretty good holiday- My musings were quickly cut short as I found myself bumping into someone on my way to school, the sound of a curse rapidly filling the clearing as other gawking children turned towards us.
Not missing a beat, I calmly walked past the girl that had somehow tripped over her own two feet-
"Hey, you're supposed-" I turned around and watched the girl freeze the slightest bit before the annoyance on her face turned utterly passive. "Oh, sage you're back for another year aren't you?"
I tilted my head the slightest bit, wondering who the fuck this was-
She twitched at me, evidently taking my expression as an insult.
"You don't remember my name do you?"
"Nope."
She twitched, calmly took a breath, and crossed her arms. When she started tapping a finger, I let out a shrug at her and turned back towards the school- and was promptly stopped as the girl put a hand on my shoulder and forcibly turned me back towards her.
"Look." She deadpanned. "You had your fun last year, so how about you at least try to take this one seriously." She remarked pointedly. "No more grandstanding, no more insulting your future teammates, and please for the love of the sage, don't be an asshole!"
"I am sorry are you secretly my mother?" I deadpanned back and watched her blink owlishly at me. "No? Then hows about you save your advice for someone else?" I gave her a smile and shrugged her hand off. "As for taking things seriously." I snorted. "Believe me, I am the only one that does."
"You were literally ranked the dead last in our class." She called out, evidently impervious to my statement to keep her opinion to herself. "Like you've made the bar so low all of the lower classes can beat it!"
I blinked at that one.
Huh.
That was actually a solid insult!
"Sorry, what did you say your name was?" I questioned genuinely.
She twitched again.
"...Koharu Utatane, ya bloody-"
"Ah, Utabaka-chan." She made to slap me for that one- I of course dodged, on account of not wanting her to break her hand before even getting to the school.
I doubted anyone would believe me over her on who struck first.
"That's not my name..." She grit her teeth.
"Oh, my bad." I deadpanned again. "I'll say this though, you are absolutely correct that I am the dead last in the class- And I couldn't change it even if I wanted." I gave her a thumbs up.
Her expression turned passive again, though this time she tilted her head the slightest bit.
"...Are you okay?" She questioned, genuine worry in her voice. "You like been the dead last?" There was genuine bafflement in her voice. "Even Nara-san doesn't want to be considered the dead last in the class!"
"Yeah, like he can pull it off." I snorted.
Her brow furrowed the slightest bit at my words.
"Do you even know what the dead last stands for?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow.
She nodded passively. "I am in your class." A beat passed. "I've worked with you and Hiruzen-kun, on account of no one else being willing to put up with you," She put her hands on her hip. "Trust me, I know exactly what a dead-last ninja looks like."
Was... Was that supposed to be an insult?
I frowned, wondering if the earlier one was a fluke.
At my lack of reaction, I saw her hesitate the slightest bit.
"Why, what's it mean to you?" She questioned, a genuine tone to her voice.
"Ain't it obvious?" I grinned again. "It just means I'll be the last one to die!"
She blinked at me and called me a dumbass before she elected to walk ahead past me.
I chuckled in response and shook my head- Though the moment I turned back towards the school, I found her gaze looking back for a brief moment, her gaze filled with confusion for some reason.
When she noticed the fact I noticed her looking, she rapidly turned her gaze back up ahead and sped up.
Huh.
For some odd reason, as I just stood there, an eerie feeling swept in the air around me as I watched the girl walk off, her school bag dangling off her hand.
Like there was something at the back of my mind nagging at me that I'd made a mistake of some kind...
I blinked a few times trying to shake the feeling- Yet it felt like I'd just... Stepped into something worrisome.
"Yo! Danzo!" Hiruzen's voice broke me out of my thoughts as the boy evidently jogged up toward me. "'Sup with you?" He questioned as he slowed down the moment he reached me.
I looked back up ahead, a finger on my chin.
"I dunno," I remarked warily. "But I have a feeling I am not going to like this year as much as the last one."
"...Yeah that's not ominous at all." Hiruzen deadpanned, before shaking his head. "Honestly, I think I need to stop asking you questions."
"Probably."
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She let out a yawn as she stretched her hands out before plopping her head onto one of them, her gaze barely taking in the lesson.
Serves her right for staying up past her bedtime, she supposed.
She idly watched as Umino-sensei calmly wiped off the board of any of his scribbles, the start of their next lesson clear-
"Koharu-chan!" A voice to her right whispered, the younger, of the twins, blonde Yamanaka had a grin on her face as she tried to cover up her voice with a hand.
Turning her gaze, she held in the urge to snort at the drawing the girl had made- It was a picture of Danzo dressed up as a scarecrow of all things.
"Accurate, right?" The girl giggled.
She just shook her head, though after letting out her own giggle. It was admittedly a good drawing. If she hadn't been training to become a genin, the blonde would've made a pretty good artist.
"Put that away," She whispered back. "Before Sensei catches you."
Rumi Yamanaka rolled her eyes at the words before doing so.
Still, Danzo as a scarecrow was oddly fitting, she thought to herself.
The boy was as unnerving as one and confusing to boot.
Of all the things Koharu had been told about regarding her aspirations to become a ninja, dealing with that rude prick wasn't one of them.
Though if her civilian parents were to be believed, he was only rude because he liked her or whatever.
The picture they painted was revolting, in truth.
Frankly, she couldn't imagine how anyone could put up with him for something like that!
Besides, if her parents were actually right about the stupidity that insulting someone was a sign you liked them- Then Danzo must really like Sasani-kun. 'Cos boy did he love insulting the poor Uchiha.
She shook her head off the thought, her focus though lingering on the well-mannered Uchiha- Cute as well actually. The only downside she saw was that he seemed to have a short fuse.
Oh and the fact he was already arranged to be married to Makimi-chan. One of the other Uchihas in the class, and the only female one there for that matter.
She wasn't sure but Makimi-chan might've been a really distant cousin of his- Though considering how big their clan was, she wasn't really surprised.
She let out a sigh regardless.
They were so lucky! They didn't have to worry about who to marry! What she'd give to have that problem sorted for her by someone else...
She blinked the slightest bit the moment she finally paid attention to the class being taught- Mostly on account of the stranger that just walked in. Frowning the slightest bit at the young man, she turned her gaze towards the board and found her eyes widened at the giant word written out on the top.
Interrogation 101
That... Looked pretty important!
Pulling her head up from her hand she started actually paying attention.
"Now, Chorumi-san here is a veteran Chunin of Konoha-"
Whoa.
"Cute and successful..." Rumi's words filtered through to her, Koharu unable to let out a slight snort.
That girl's poor head spent too much time in the clouds, honestly.
Taking a look at said chunin in particular, she couldn't help the slight grin on her face as she raised a hand to her face and whispered to the girl.
"I think he's taken, Rumi-chan!" The blonde blinked at her, before frowning. "See, he's got a ring on his finger!" She pointed out subtly.
The way Rumi's face fell was admittedly a little funny, even if she felt bad for causing it- And thinking it was funny actually.
She frowned almost immediately after- That was probably how Danzo thought of things! Besides the feeling bad for it part anyway.
"He's agreed to take the time out of his day to help you all understand what it might be like falling into enemy hands, so please be respectful."
On the cue of the words, she nodded her head, as did most of the class- The chunin in question returned the nod back, a serious expression on his face.
For some reason though, after having said those words, the teacher had gone silent- On instinct, she turned her gaze towards the troublemaker side of the classroom and wasn't at all surprised to find Danzo sitting there with his hand up.
"I volunteer." The boy deadpanned the moment the teacher called out to him.
Honestly.
She wasn't sure why the teacher always insisted on playing the prick's games! They almost always ended badly! You'd think he would've learnt by now!
For someone that was supposed to teach people, he seemed to have a hard time learning anything new- Maybe it was the old age?
Her parents sometimes did that too, now that she thought of it.
Umino-sensei just chuckled at the words, causing her to subtly shake her head in disapproval.
"And what are you volunteering for, Danzo-kun?"
"To make an example of interrogation obviously." The boy rolled his eyes at the teacher! Honestly, was there even a speck of manners in his head?
Ugh.
Why couldn't he be more like Sasani-kun?
"You were obviously about to ask for one."
The gall of the idiot's words, to presume what the teacher-
"Yes, I was."
...Sage-dammit.
She shook it off a moment later.
Whatever.
"Very well, Danzo-kun."
She rolled her eyes again the moment the boy freakin' swaggered down towards the board, while the teacher pulled out his own chair from under the desk- The chair he never really used while teaching- and offered it to Danzo.
She idly watched as Danzo just stared at it, and offered it to the Chunin.
She, as always, couldn't help the facepalm on her face.
The chunin just raised an eyebrow at the action- The poor guy was probably not used to dealing with idiots...
"Well, I figured you'd be too green to really show what'd happen, so I might as well do it." Danzo deadpanned.
It took a single beat before the chuckles started swarming through the class.
It took another before the chunin, now subtly grinning at the idiot, obliged him and took the seat.
To her right, she heard Nara-kun verbally call him out for being a poor bastard.
She gave the Nara a disapproving stare, one he didn't so much as blink at, let alone react in any way too.
Honestly.
That was literally why she still refused to be on a first-name basis with the lazy boy!
That and the fact he actually admired Danzo for some reason...
What kind of idiot admires that kind of person?
"Right, do me a favor and put both hands behind the chair, like they're tied up," Danzo remarked, earning her attention once again, as he calmly clasped both of his hands behind his back and stared straight at the amused chunin who obliged him again.
"I got some good news and some bad news for you." The boy started off.
Now she was no expert on interrogation but that probably wasn't how they started.
She rolled her eyes at the idiot.
Honestly, leave it to the professional-
"Good news is, your wife showed up in our village yesterday!" He gave the chunin a thumbs up.
Sage, he was going to think her class was filled with morons...
"Bad news is, unfortunately-" Danzo put a hand on his chest, "Her escort team all fell into an accident..."
When she made to cover her ears out of embarrassment, she found herself frozen the moment she watched the chunin's easy-going smile, slip the slightest bit.
Danzo leaned in forward to the man and put his hands on the chair's arms.
"So here's how it's going to work..."
She couldn't see the boy's face, but she had a feeling he was grinning as he raised one finger.
"Now, there are three seals you ought to know about, the first one connects that chair to another chair in another room, occupied by your very worried wife." Danzo lifted a second finger. "The second seal is a truth one that works through your brain, and for every lie you give us," He raised a third finger. "It'll activate the third, which is also connected to the one your wife is sitting on."
The smile on the chunin's face had disappeared entirely.
Danzo clasped his hands behind his back again.
"One lie and your wife comes home with a migraine. Two and she'll have a few nightmares for a week." Danzo paused for a moment as a deathly silence filled the room. "Three and you'll be married to a brain-dead woman for the rest of your life."
Her jaw literally dropped.
Danzo after that fucking hell of a start, promptly clapped his hands really loudly-
And made the chunin flinch.
It took her a moment to consider the fact he was probably using that killing intent of his...
"Of course, given you're unlikely cooperation following that third lie, do keep in mind that this village takes this very seriously." He took another pause. "So after your wife loses her wits, which given you're obviously going to allow to happen for the sake of your village-" The boy put a hand on his own chest again. "Such loyalty, very touching." Before he wiped a fake imaginary tear off his face. "Do know that we will, simply, put out a hit on every member of your living family- To bring them in, dead or alive. All except your parents of course!" Danzo gave the visibly uncomfortable chunin a thumbs up.
She didn't even notice the horror on her own face at this point.
"And in light of your no doubt heroic show of loyalty, we'll chop off each and every head of your brothers, sisters, cousins, and any pets you might have, in front of you." A beat passed. "Before we lop your own off, put them all in one big bag together and send it off to your parents with a note on how loyal you were."
There was something deeply disturbing about how... Easy all of this seemed to come to him...
Danzo tilted his head, and turned towards the teacher.
"Honestly, why waste time right? Why don't we just do that right away? It might even be fun to see him watch his wife get her head chopped off-"
"Stop it."
Danzo immediately turned back towards the really uncomfortable chunin.
"Oh, good, you're willing to talk." And then the boy turned towards her and everyone else-
She visibly found himself flinching at the utterly empty look in his eyes.
"Lesson one, just don't get caught in the first place." The boy snorted. "'Cos if you do, death ain't remotely gonna be your problem."
...What the actual fuck was wrong with this boy?
Yet, for all that...
She just couldn't tear her eyes away as he walked back to his seat.
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"Well." The teacher started up after my little show as the chunin stood up from the man's seat. "That was, rather thorough- Though not exactly what I had in mind." The older man chuckled.
The chunin on the other hand was rather silent as he just stared at me, a very curious if slightly unnerved look on his face.
Umino at the brief lapse of silence that filled up the room calmly turned towards the chunin and thanked him for his help.
The ninja didn't budge a muscle, his gaze still lingering on me for a few moments, before he turned towards the older man and indicated the door to the classroom.
It was telling that the only thing the teacher did at that was let out a sigh before he proceeded to walk out the door, the chunin in tow though not before said ninja set one last look towards me as he left.
The classroom whispers started up almost immediately after the door closed.
I tuned them out.
"Sheesh," Hiruzen's voice washed over me from my side, "That was a bit much don't you think?" He questioned, somewhat amused.
"You think?" I questioned genuinely. "I thought it wasn't enough."
"Uh-huh." Hiruzen deadpanned. "Right, threatening to kill literally everyone in the man's family before sending that kind of message to his parents... Right. Not enough."
I let out a snort and turned to face him.
"Well yeah, if I was in his shoes that threat wouldn't have really worked on me on account of everything."
He blinked at that, somewhat owlishly.
"Besides," I rolled my eyes. "What's the point in doing all that and leaving a target's friends alive?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow. "Didn't you know, that's how revenge phases tend to start."
"Yeah." Hiruzen deadpanned again. "I've read your comics, I am well aware." The boy slumped his head onto his hands, before rotating it slightly towards me again. "Wouldn't someone's village also want revenge? It wouldn't just be friends right?"
I nodded sagely at the question.
"You're right." I waited for a beat. "Best to just kill the whole village."
Hiruzen nodded, an amused expression on his face.
"But what about the village's neighbors?" He questioned, raising his head up off his hands. "Wouldn't they be miffed about that sort of thing?"
I nodded again.
"Right, right, better add the neighboring villages as well."
"And let's not forget the daimyo right? I am sure they'd be just as irritated."
I let out a sigh.
"And then we'd obviously have to add the other daimyos as well because they'd obviously feel threatened enough to come after us..." I added on myself.
"Uh-huh." Hiruzen snorted. "Then we have the other daimyo's villages to worry about!"
"Not to mention the samurai, god's they'd wanna stick us with the pointy end for killing their heads of state."
"Let's not forget the merchants, they'd be pretty vexed if all of the villages just suddenly disappeared."
"Sage, Hiru, we'd be the only ones left!"
"Yup, and then our village would kill us for being the idiots that started it all!"
"You know what this means right?"
Hiruzen blinked at my question, though the amusement on his face was still clear to see. "That we shouldn't have interrogated the chunin in the first place?"
"Nope, we'd have to start with our village first." I grinned at him.
He rolled his eyes at me.
I silently wondered if Madara had ever considered that train of thought before.
"...You two need some serious help." A voice whispered out from behind us.
Hiruzen let out a chuckle. "We're only joking Inuzuka-chan."
I didn't need to turn around to know the girl started pointedly looking at the back of my head after he said that.
"I am not." I deadpanned. "If shit ever goes sideways, don't go to sleep, you might not wake up again."
"...He's just joking, ignore him." Hiruzen sighed as he repeated his point.
Well, he wasn't-
The door suddenly opened up once again, as the chunin from before walked in, the now irritated teacher a few steps behind.
The chunin stood front and center once again, his gaze locked onto me specifically.
"Danzo Shimura," He called out, crossing his arms. "Given your current circumstances and status in the village, acceptance or rejection falls entirely to you. But know that this offer comes to you with the assurances that all obstacles will be dealt with if you do choose to accept."
I blinked at that, a surprised expression filling up my face.
Huh, someone did their homework-
"Danzo-kun, you are under no ob-" The teacher quickly tried to interject, before stopping short at the pointed look the chunin gave him.
"I am sure you don't need me to read out the village's Policy on Recruitment do you?" The chunin questioned with a raised eyebrow, causing the teacher to grit his teeth the slightest bit.
Ho?
The village's Policy on Recruitment was written by Tobirama... And was written specifically to weed out any potentials from any placement, be it a fixed team, clan duties, and/or even the academy itself. So long as those potentials were to be recruited by a specialized division considered absolutely essential for the village's future.
The only crux was to convince them to agree to join.
The only other crux was that, currently, there were only two such departments in the village.
And I doubted it was The Development of Chakra and Reform.
Aka, TDCR.
Aka, Tobirama's Dick-measuring Contest with Reality.
It was an umbrella term specifically designed to give Tobirama an all-access pass to reforms and laws depending on chakra as a whole.
Effectively speaking? It gave Tobirama an excuse to change the law if certain findings regarding the clans he was mostly responsible for recruiting, turned out to be difficult.
I had a feeling it was the same one that forced the Hyuga to drop their branch-slavery bullshit.
I highly doubted I was been recruited for that, given Tobirama was the only one with any authority to bring people in.
Which obviously meant, given my earlier show, that I was been recruited for-
"How would you like to be recruited for early admission into T&I?" The chunin questioned, uncrossing his hands, with a smile on his face.
I hummed at him and made a look of thinking it over-
Like hell I was doing that, but...
I am a dramatic bitch for a reason so-
"Only if you can answer these questions correctly." I deadpanned in response.
He blinked at me and raised an eyebrow, before crossing his arms and leaning slightly to the side.
"This is a great opportunity Shimura-san." The chunin remarked.
"Yes, yes, I am sure the sun shines outta T&I's ass-" He choked on that one. "-But as far as I am concerned, if I am going to work with a bunch of new idiots, they better at least be smarter than these ones." I indicated my entire freakin' class with one hand.
Hiruzen in light of it just covered his eyes and started muttering under his breath that he was absolutely still asleep and in a nightmare right now.
The teacher on the other hand was the only one that cracked a smile.
The Chunin like every single student around me just twitched in annoyance.
After a single beat though, the young man let out a sigh and nodded his head.
"Very well, then, go on."
I faked a cough because, and again, I am a dramatic bitch.
"How do you learn about something that doesn't exist?"
He gave me a deadpan look for that.
"You research it."
"How do you know to research it?"
"An accident happens," He answered without a missed beat. "Which tells you there's something to research."
I nodded at that and pretend to make a few notes in my workbook.
I was actually just connecting a bunch of dots to make that special little S every student makes when they first learn how to.
"When did the concept of time begin?"
He raised an eyebrow at me.
"When the first human created the concept of following it."
I was admittedly surprised at his answer.
Okay, not bad.
Really thought that one would slump him for some reason.
I made another S anyway.
"What's the purpose of T&I?"
A hint of approval lined the chunin's face for some reason.
"Broad, but our main goal is to protect Konohagakure from espionage of all kinds." A beat passed. "Would you like me to explain what espionage is?"
"Stealing, and/or manipulating another village's secrets to use against it," I answered easily, he nodded with more approval for some reason. "Whose off-limits to the practices of T&I?"
He blinked at that question, his eyes widening the slightest bit as I locked mine with him.
He hesitated for a moment before answering.
"Anyone who the Hokage designates as an untouchable."
"What would you do if the Hokage was the one selling out the village's secrets?"
His eyes narrowed. "They wouldn't."
"Hypothetically."
"They would never." The chunin remarked tersely.
The two of us locked eyes for a rather uncomfortable amount of time after his answer.
"I don't believe in nevers." I eventually stated. "So, either oblige me, or this ends here and now with a resounding no."
The chunin, after a moment of appraising me with a narrowed, and rather heavy stare, let out a sigh.
"If any future Hokage was to betray his own village, unlikely as it is, they would be removed, and interrogated using all necessary force."
"Would it be considered a betrayal, under all circumstances?"
Sheer utter confusion swept across his face at the question, before his eyes narrowed again.
"Of course." He answered thinly.
"Even if the Daimyo was the one who pushed them to do it?" His eyes widened. "Better question, what if the Daimyo and his court betrayed the village, what then? Do you call them into T&I or do you bury it and hope nothing comes of it?" Another beat of silence passed. "Better, better question, are the Daimyo's separate entities from one another, or are they all part of the same clubhouse? If the former, is T&I allowed to disregard a Hokage's political orders and T&I them for the village's security?"
He opened his mouth and closed it, and did it two more times before he, very thinly, asked me a question of his own.
"What the hell are you playing at Shimura?" He turned towards the teacher. "What are you teaching these kids?"
Umino simply raised his hands at the question. "I told you, Shimura's mind just works differently than anyone else."
"I am not playing at anything," I shrugged, earning the confused chunin's attention once again. "I am just pointing out that you were willing to give an untested kid an immeasurable amount of political power, all for the price of one single yes- Because the Policy on Recruitment doesn't allow for someone to rescind their recruitment, nor acception, and you hadn't even bothered to tell said kid what the rules were."
He blinked owlishly at me for a moment before gaining a hint of confidence back-
I didn't let him hold onto that, as I threw out one last question.
"Final question, answer this correctly and I'll agree, all the rules included." A beat passed. "Hell, you won't ever see a single toe stepped out of line from me, ever again."
The words took him by surprise, as well as my teacher- And the rest of the class actually.
Huh.
They really had a high opinion of me, didn't they?
After a few moments of consideration, the chunin nodded, albeit very warily.
"What is the Mitochondria?" I deadpanned towards him.
He tilted his head at me. "Uh... What? You just made that word up."
"Hm.
Okay then, I'll give ya another shot. What's sandbagging?" The teacher let out a snort at that one.
The chunin on the other hand just twitched at me. "...You just made that word up as well..."
I let out a dramatic sigh.
"Fine, fine. I'll give you one that doesn't involve a new word. And really take your time for this one." I paused for a moment. "What are you currently working towards, that is rather distinguishable for someone's career as a ninja, that most of my classmates will likely never achieve?"
He didn't even miss a beat as a relaxed expression took over his face before he answered.
"Jonin."
Wow.
Honestly, the shit-eating grin made it worse-
Did he even know which class this was?
"Nope. An E Rank mission on their profile." I deadpanned, the words immediately making him freeze. "Welp, three strikes and you're out." I shrugged at him. "It's gonna have to be a no on the recruitment."
He blinked owlishly at me for a moment and opened his mouth to speak before the teacher calmly interrupted him to reiterate the policy, to the chunin's own annoyance before escorting him out.
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