Haruki originally thought that with his reputation, Minato Namikaze would readily agree, but he hesitated.
On the other hand, Kushina Uzumaki looked very displeased.
In her mind, Haruki was a very powerful ninja.
And for someone as naive as Minato Namikaze to be valued was already a blessing from his previous life, yet he dared to hesitate.
"Do you think because I am a medical ninja, I can't teach you other ninjutsu?"
Haruki quickly figured out what Minato Namikaze was thinking.
"Lord Haruki, it's not that I disrespect medical ninjas, it's just that I don't have the talent to be one," Minato Namikaze explained.
He was quite eloquent.
No wonder he became the future Fourth Hokage.
Haruki smiled warmly, "It's okay, we have time. Maybe you'll change your mind."
He reached out and ruffled Minato's spiky hair.
It felt good.
Minato could only endure it silently.
Oh, the damned seniority!
If he became Minato's teacher, how would Naruto Uzumaki address him?
"Go to class; we'll meet again."
After saying goodbye to the two kids, Haruki met with the head of the ninja school.
As Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi was only a figurehead at the school.
Oki Takahiro's first impression was one of efficiency.
No flashy clothes, just proper attire.
He had attended the previous meeting, so Haruki didn't need to explain further.
"Takahiro, I need you to handle a few things. First, readjust the timetable to add two specific classes. Second, I'll have someone train some teachers, but it will take time. Third, the newly established research institute needs a research building."
Oki Takahiro pondered for a moment and said, "I'll arrange everything properly."
Haruki then gave some additional instructions.
For instance, assigning him to teach the sixth-grade A class.
By the time he got home, it was dusk.
"Is today a special occasion?" Haruki was surprised to see a table full of delicious dishes in front of Tsunade. "Or do you just feel like drinking?"
"Do you really think I'm such a heavy drinker?" Tsunade rolled her eyes. "This is to celebrate you becoming the vice principal of the ninja school."
Haruki raised an eyebrow.
Vice principal? Since when did Tsunade care about that?
Most likely, she just wanted an excuse to drink.
During the previous war, there was no chance to drink. Now that they were back in Konoha, she couldn't resist.
Haruki didn't point it out and poured a cup of sake.
"Cheers!"
Tsunade's eyes curved into crescents as she clinked glasses with Haruki and downed the drink in one gulp.
Half an hour later.
Haruki struggled to take the sake cup from Tsunade's hands.
"Give it… to me. I… I want more!"
Tsunade's cheeks were flushed, her eyes dreamy. She reached out a few times but couldn't grab the cup.
"Enough, no more drinking."
Haruki held her, speaking softly.
"No… no!"
Tsunade clung to Haruki's neck, her head moving closer, sniffing, "The smell of… sake…"
Haruki was stunned.
Tsunade cupped his face.
She moved closer to his mouth.
Ssss~
After kissing for a long time.
"Delicious… so good…" The voice grew weaker.
**[First French kiss with a girlfriend, rewarded with the Flying Thunder God Technique series.]**
Haruki's face darkened. Was this damn system mocking him?
And this annoying woman, teasing and then passing out!
He grudgingly carried her to her room and took a cold shower.
The lights were on.
Haruki picked up a book.
He had started thinking about the content of teaching materials long ago.
The difficult part was how to subtly incorporate his ideas into the textbooks.
The main content of the history book introduced the ninja careers of the three Hokage, with a small part mentioning the histories of the various Konoha clans.
The core themes were struggle and unity.
The political book was the focus and also the difficult part.
He chose a clever approach.
He collected the words spoken by the three Hokage and used his own understanding to explain them.
Haruki had been good at this in his previous life.
A leader's casual remark could be expanded into a three-thousand-word essay with references and quotations.
He estimated that the leader would be thinking: Did I really say this?
But everyone likes to hear good words.
Some ideas were too bold and were expressed vaguely.
To make real significant changes, he had to wait until Tsunade became the Fourth Hokage.
After finishing, Haruki felt the weight of responsibility.
The world of Naruto was one where bloodlines mattered.
It was hard for commoners to stand out.
No bloodline, no eye techniques, no kekkei genkai.
But Haruki believed that with enough resources, the upper limit for commoners could be pushed to at least the level of a jonin.
Especially with exceptional commoners like Minato Namikaze.
This brought up the issue of productivity.
In the world of Naruto, chakra was clearly the primary productivity.
Chakra could do much more.
Instead of just having the major ninja villages fighting each other to the death.
Besides that, technology was also important.
For instance, Orochimaru's cursed seal, if perfected, could be very useful for commoner ninjas.
The movies also featured weapons like the aerial fortress of the Sky Ninja and the super-dimensional chakra cannon of the Hidden Cloud Village.
But ninjas didn't value these much.
Haruki, on the other hand, wanted to grab both.
---
Step by step.
He turned off the light and went to Tsunade's room, finding her half-asleep.
Haruki quietly walked to her bed and covered her with a blanket.
Most of the redness on her face had faded.
She looked peaceful.
Like a sleeping beauty under a spell.
Haruki watched her quietly for a while before leaving the room.
The night passed without incident.
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"Ah, my head hurts!"
Tsunade rubbed her forehead, appearing in front of Haruki.
"Who told you to drink so much last night?"
Haruki took off his apron and smiled, "Let's have breakfast."
"What is it?" Tsunade looked at him expectantly.
"Lean meat porridge."
"My favorite!" Tsunade cheered.
"Take it easy." Haruki found her eagerness amusing.
"By the way, where is that Szechuan Ninja Village you mentioned that taught you cooking?"
Tsunade took a bite, savoring the delicious combination of meat juice and rice.
She looked like a satisfied cat, her eyes narrowing, her long hair shining in the morning light.
"I forgot."
"Hmph, I feel like you're hiding something from me."
Tsunade glared at him. She had never heard of any Szechuan Ninja Village.
"Of course not. We have no secrets except for seeing each other naked."
Haruki scooped some porridge, watching her expression change because of him, feeling a natural affection.
"What are you saying!" Tsunade blushed angrily.
Haruki stopped teasing her.
After breakfast, he washed the dishes.
"I'm off to the ninja school." Haruki called out.
"Go on, go on." Tsunade paused her work on the teaching materials and left the study.
Haruki stood at the door, indicating his cheek.
Tsunade rolled her eyes but still approached him.
Unexpectedly, Haruki hugged her tightly.
Feeling an amazing softness.
Haruki grinned mischievously.
Tsunade realized and flicked his forehead hard.
"You only know how to take advantage of me!"