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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was a new year.
Inside the ninja academy classroom, Colt collapsed onto a chair and stared at the birds outside the window.
Sure enough, no matter what world you were in, going to school was a boring affair.
Shikamaru was in the same position as him, basking in the warm sunlight, about to fall asleep.
Iruka, who was full of passion on stage, had veins bulging on his forehead.
These two guys were definitely the key problem children in the class.
The chalk in his hand was instantly snapped in two, and Iruka threw a hidden weapon at Colt and Shikamaru.
Today he had to teach these two a lesson!
It's just that he subconsciously reduced the strength a lot, retaining only the precision.
Shikamaru spotted Iruka's movements and was perfectly capable of dodging.
But he was too lazy to bother.
It was better to let Iruka hit him, let out some frustration, and live a more comfortable life in the future.
As a genius intellectual, he understood how to solve problems in the simplest way.
And Colt...
He didn't even lift his eyelids, as Hinata reached out and caught the chalk, softly but firmly saying:
"Iruka-sensei, hitting students is wrong..."
Puff!
Iruka almost coughed a mouthful of blood.
It's not right to hit students, so it's okay to be distracted in class and sleep?
Usually, Hinata was the top student, but when it involved Colt, she changed completely.
Damn, how did such a lazy brat capture the heart of the Hyuga heiress?
After taking continuous deep breaths, he calmed down his rising temper.
"Colt, you should answer this question!"
Colt stood up helplessly, looking at the dense numbers and letters on the blackboard, lost in thought.
Who can tell him why, as an aspiring ninja, he still can't escape the torture of mathematics and physics?
'Shuriken throwing or whatever, I'll master it soon enough. Why do I still need to count trajectories?'
Colt was stumped, maybe even a Kage-level expert could be killed by this.
But this question really couldn't be solved!
"I don't know that one."
The words were justified, but Iruka laughed bitterly.
"Go out and stand in the hallway!"
Colt walked out of the classroom without any hesitation, under Shikamaru's envious gaze.
He too wanted to be sent out to find a nice shady tree to sleep under.
...
On the playground, Colt, just as Shikamaru had imagined, was lying under a dense tree enjoying his leisurely time.
It was impossible to actually make him stand or something. Iruka had a good temper and would definitely not pay too much attention to such trivial matters.
Well, at most...
If not for Hinata's sake, then maybe Ino's.
Colt wanted to just graduate directly from the Ninja Academy.
The knowledge imparted here may be useful for the average ninja, but he had gone far beyond that level.
In the future, when the perverse geniuses of the ninja world gathered, should he be forced to use such rudimentary methods without any shame?
However, life was not only about fighting and killing but also hugging and embracing.
Cough, wrong, it was about beautiful romantic love.
Looking at the hanging sun, Colt silently estimated the time.
It was almost over, and he was going back to eat the lunches that Hinata and Ino had prepared for him.
The two little girls were raising him like a prized pig.
If this went on, wouldn't he, Kamiyo Colt, become a pampered soft aristocrat?
Patting his butt, he jumped up from the grass.
Colt raised his head, feeling like he sensed something.
His eyes passed through the barbed wire fence of the school and met the crimson eyes on a tree branch.
Uchiha Itachi.
Colt was a little surprised, as he hadn't seen him for a long time.
He didn't know if the Anbu was busy with missions or caught between loyalties to the village and his clan.
Uchiha Itachi's tear troughs had deepened a lot.
And he had also noticed Colt's presence, frowning slightly, before disappearing with the Body Flicker Technique.
Colt was a little puzzled and didn't know what Itachi had come here for.
Only the next moment, his movements froze.
Konoha, year fifty-five...
The Uchiha Clan Massacre Night!
Noting that there were more Anbu than usual patrolling the village recently...
Colt was sure that the major event that would impact the future direction of the ninja world was about to happen.
But what did this have to do with him?
Colt laughed at himself and then returned to the classroom as if nothing was amiss.
...
On the other hand, Itachi came before the Third Hokage after taking one last look at Sasuke.
"Have you made your decision?"
The Third Hokage was smoking his pipe with a complicated expression.
Itachi's three Tomoes swirled wildly, finally converging into the Mangekyō Sharingan pattern.
"Lord Third, I've made my decision, and I'll start taking action tonight."
"Since the Uchiha clan is corrupt, it should be severed by me, an Uchiha."
"And, I can also take the opportunity to gather intelligence on the mysterious person who calls himself Madara Uchiha."
"And my only request is for you to take care of my brother Sasuke."
Not long ago, a mysterious masked man approached Uchiha Itachi and invited him to join an organization.
Itachi did not agree, but he did not completely reject the offer either.
The Masked Man felt dangerous to him and also possessed the Sharingan.
He had reason to suspect that the other party was the true mastermind behind the Nine-Tails Attack a few years ago.
Itachi wanted to get more information, so his attitude remained ambiguous.
The Third Hokage exhaled a ring of smoke, the hazy cloud obscuring his expression.
He knew that Itachi was making an exchange.
Exchanging the lives of all the Uchiha for the life of his younger brother.
At the same time, it was also a veiled threat.
...
"Since that's the case, after tonight, I will announce that you are an S-class traitor and issue a bounty on your head."
"As for your younger brother, don't worry, as long as this old man is alive, no one can harm him."
No name was used, but Itachi knew who the Third was referring to and was quietly relieved.
"You have a kind heart."
After speaking, Itachi knelt down on one knee and disappeared.
The Third's eyes were dim, his gaze turning towards the direction of the Uchiha compound.
After today, the policy of discrimination against the Uchiha clan that started with the Second Hokage has come to an end.
A great weight fell from his heart, but the Third did not dare to relax.
The information revealed by Itachi was astonishing.
'Sigh'
That masked man, and an organization called the Akatsuki.
Before this, Konoha had no inkling about their existence.
Moreover, they had launched two operations against Konoha, and no one knew their real objectives.
The Third hoped that Itachi could send as much useful intelligence as possible for Konoha's sake.