"Hey? Are you okay?" Haruki stepped forward to support a trembling Tsunade.
"Isn't it your fault?" Tsunade complained as she bent down to rub her ankle.
"It's because you held the same position for too long." Haruki squatted in front of her, extending his hands. Green chakra flowed around her legs.
"Ah~"
The overly tingling pleasure caused Tsunade to let out a soft, alluring moan.
When she came to her senses, her face turned red, and she angrily shouted, "Haruki!"
"Can you blame me for that?" Haruki spread his hands innocently. "I was kindly treating you, but you couldn't hold it in."
"It's all your fault!" At this moment, Tsunade seemed like a steaming princess, her extreme shame making the tips of her ears appear flushed.
Haruki was slightly taken aback.
The summer's golden spots slowly spread on her apple-red cheeks, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness and avoidance, but her entire being exuded a mature charm.
"What?"
Tsunade, seeing his dazed expression, couldn't help but ask.
But with this interruption, her emotions barely calmed down.
"Tsunade," Haruki murmured, "you are truly beautiful."
"Huh?" Tsunade didn't expect such a sudden comment. She suppressed the smile forming at the corner of her mouth and said, "Don't think that flattering me will make me forgive you!"
Haruki reached out and pinched her chin, speaking seriously, "I know I am deeply sinful, so please, Princess Tsunade, don't pity me. Punish me as much as you like, torment my body or my mind, it's up to you, do whatever you want!"
Tsunade's expression gradually changed.
At first, seeing Haruki's attitude, she thought he was admitting his mistake, but the latter half of his sentence revealed his true nature, getting more and more inappropriate.
"Go to hell!"
Tsunade disappeared from his sight, leaving only two words of angry reproach.
"Hey, would you really leave me?"
Haruki raised his eyebrows but received no response.
"She ran pretty fast."
He tidied his clothes and, seeing nothing was amiss, went to his classroom.
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First Year, Class A.
Although it had been three months since the school term started, it was his first time meeting his students as their teacher.
"Hello, everyone."
Haruki knocked on the blackboard, immediately capturing the lively classroom's attention.
"So handsome!"
Amidst the quiet, a little girl's exclamation sounded.
Realizing her slip, she quickly covered her face in embarrassment.
"Nice taste. What's your name?"
Haruki looked at the little girl with red eyes, having a guess in his mind.
"Yu... Yuhi Kurenai."
Haruki smiled.
Indeed, it was her.
One of the few ninja specializing in genjutsu, and the childhood friend of Hiruzen Sarutobi's son, Asuma Sarutobi.
Often playing main or supporting roles in many fan fictions due to her good looks.
Asuma Sarutobi was quite tragic.
Always a tragic figure in every narrative.
"I think some of you have already guessed who I am."
Haruki focused on the back row, where Kakashi Hatake sat. His white hair and cold demeanor were very noticeable.
Sitting next to him was Rin Nohara.
With her brown hair, dark brown eyes, and two purple markings on her face, she was easily recognizable.
"I am Haruki, your teacher who has been missing for three months."
Haruki picked up the roster and raised his hand to silence the sudden chatter, saying, "I've read through your profiles, but since this is our first meeting, I'll call the roll. Please raise your hand when your name is called. Kakashi Hatake."
Kakashi hesitated for a moment before raising his small hand.
He was somewhat familiar with Haruki.
At home, his father, Sakumo Hatake, often mentioned Haruki, praising his medical skills and wisdom.
Haruki nodded and continued calling the roll.
After a few minutes, he put away the roster and said, "Very good, except for Obito Uchiha, everyone is present."
Obito's tardiness was expected.
He was probably helping an elderly lady across the street right now.
"Just a reminder, I am different from any teacher you have known."
Haruki created a peaceful atmosphere, but Obito's sudden arrival disrupted it, filling the room with a cheerful vibe.
Obito ignored his classmates' laughter, as he was used to it.
But seeing this devil again reminded him of that humiliating night, where he danced in humiliating clothes to humiliating music.
Since it had been a long time, he thought Haruki's claim to become his teacher was just to scare him, but he hadn't expected him to actually come.
Thinking about spending the next eight or nine years under his hand, Obito felt a sense of despair.
"What's so funny?" Haruki asked calmly, "Does laughing at your classmates make you happy?"
The classroom fell silent immediately.
Obito was confused and dazed, looking at Haruki's calm demeanor, sensing his hidden anger.
"I thought Class A had the best students in this year, but... you can't even show basic respect. I'm very disappointed."
Haruki's gaze swept over everyone.
Everyone lowered their heads, silent.
Only Obito felt something stirring inside him.
Having lost his parents at a young age and being raised by his grandmother, he became the class's dead last and was often mocked by his classmates. Naturally, he didn't get much respect from the Uchiha clan either.
He liked Rin Nohara because she was the only one who waited for him when he was late.
"Obito, take your seat. In my class, there is no standing as punishment."
"Yes!" Obito said loudly.
He returned to his seat, smiled at Rin Nohara, and glared at Kakashi.
"Idiot!"
Kakashi responded as usual, not even looking at him.
Now, his interest lay in Haruki, this new teacher. Despite the short meeting, he already felt a distinctly different vibe.
"Since that's settled, today's first lesson is about classmates."
Haruki wrote the word "classmates" on the board and smiled, "In the future, you'll understand how precious it is to meet classmates during your youth. But for now, let's start the lesson."
He suddenly realized he needed to teach not just political and historical knowledge, but also ethics and morals.
Countless facts prove the importance of moral education and proper values.
Haruki didn't want to teach them only the Dragon Slaying Technique, lest someone stray into the wrong path, triggering the tradition of student killing their teacher in the world of Naruto.