The next day.
Ninja School, fifth grade.
The students were bustling.
"Next class is Iruka-sensei's Q&A session, and it will be taught by Iruka-sensei's teacher," a student whispered.
"Q&A session?
I wonder what good it is. Can it make me a Ninja?"
"Didn't Iruka-sensei say that any question can be asked, and he will answer them for us?
Iruka-sensei was taught by him."
"Is it that bandaged man?"
The fifth-grade students already knew what Iruka-sensei's teacher looked like, and he had become famous a few months ago.
Originally, they disliked him, after all, he developed the Fire of Eight Fragrances.
But a few months ago, they heard he could take a Ninjutsu to the face, and they were very curious.
What kind of thick skin could withstand a Ninjutsu?
"Captain Satoru, I must ask him if one can become an excellent Ninja without Ninjutsu."
A young boy with a small braid was full of questions.
His ideas had never been acknowledged.
He sincerely hoped that Konoha's powerful Ninja could answer his doubts.
This was an opportunity.
Even Iruka-sensei couldn't guarantee whether one could become an excellent Ninja without Ninjutsu.
He only told him not to give up hope.
Beside him, a young boy with Byakugan propped his hands on the table, looking expressionlessly towards the door.
His predetermined fate made him like a walking corpse, with only a trace of unwillingness giving him the motivation to live.
So he hadn't prepared any questions; he was just attending class for the sake of attending class.
Thump, thump, thump!
Just as the students were chatting happily, a man walked in from outside.
He wore a Ninja vest and had bandages wrapped around his head. Just by walking in, everyone felt their skin stimulated.
There was a powerful sense of oppression.
"Wow, he feels so strong!"
"Yeah, I feel goosebumps rising."
"As expected of the man even Uchiha Itachi fears."
"He's so cool."
Byakugan: Open.
Neji simply didn't believe anyone could exert such a powerful oppressive feeling with just their aura, even causing skin reactions.
Indeed.
In the air, an endless stream of Chakra covered the entire classroom.
And the source was that man.
"A guy who likes to draw attention," Neji commented in his mind.
At the same time, he was also very powerful. His Chakra reserves alone far exceeded most Jonin he had seen.
The braided boy felt this sensation, his eyes brightening: "He's so strong, he must know…"
He felt that Satoru could give him the answer.
Too strong.
Stronger than all the teachers at the school.
He hadn't felt this way even when facing the Third Hokage.
He looked at his skin, seeing it covered in dense goosebumps.
...
Satoru sensed Neji's Byakugan and immediately removed his defensive Ninjutsu.
He was afraid Neji would be counterattacked by the Ninjutsu and have his mind overloaded by the information.
He walked to the podium, facing everyone present.
He had applied to the Third Hokage to come to the Ninja School periodically to give ideological lessons.
The Third Hokage had always been doing this.
Facing his application, and trusting that his ideology was sound, the Third Hokage approved it directly.
However, Satoru believed more that his efficiency in completing missions was too high, and the Third Hokage couldn't bear to see him too idle.
So he just agreed casually.
"Hello everyone, I am Satoru. Next, I will answer your questions. You can ask about anything.
I believe many of you know me, and some might even want to beat me up after becoming a Ninja. You are welcome to try."
Satoru introduced himself.
"Hello, teacher."
The students dared not speak carelessly. Captain Satoru was Iruka-sensei's teacher, so his Genjutsu must be much stronger than Iruka-sensei's.
Moreover, when Iruka-sensei used Genjutsu, he would call them out individually, which had a precursor, allowing them to use the Throat Guarding Technique in advance.
This one wouldn't.
They were already in fifth grade, and their study of the Ninja profession was already deep, so they knew the difference between having information and not having information.
And the strong feeling from when he just walked in made them not dare to be presumptuous.
Satoru was very satisfied. His Ninjutsu just now was perfectly executed. He truly was a genius in the field of education.
"Alright, then it's class time. Since this is a Q&A class,
If anyone has any questions, please raise your hand," Satoru quickly got to the point.
Just as Kakashi thought, he was here to relieve stress.
He was tired of transforming into the Red Flash; he no longer had that feeling of unrestrainedness in front of an audience, so he changed his approach.
Life is about experiencing different things to keep one's spirits active.
If every day is repetitive, then life is too bland.
Satoru had always thought this way.
Besides raising children and researching Ninjutsu, he still had to find other things to do.
Even Orochimaru, while researching, would wander around picking up children!
"Me, me, I want to ask how to become a Hokage."
As soon as he finished speaking, a child immediately raised his hand and asked him a question.
A very… common question.
The other students also pricked up their ears.
Many people's dream was this.
Satoru gave him an appreciative look and smiled: "This question should ideally be answered by Hokage-sama, as I've never been Hokage myself.
However, I can offer an idea:
That is to become stronger, to become Konoha's strongest."
"Become stronger, teacher, that's too broad, how does one become stronger?" the student continued to ask.
Who doesn't know that if you're stronger than the Hokage, you can become the Hokage!
"By studying, just like what you are doing now, studying every day,
deeply studying the various basic Ninjutsu taught at the Ninja School, as well as all the different subjects.
No matter which aspect, you become a leader in it.
Slowly, you will become stronger and stronger," Satoru said.
"It's not that easy. The intelligence class alone has hundreds of branches, not to mention Ninjutsu…"
This was the thought of all the students.
"That's why there have only been a few Hokage throughout the years, so, students, you must work hard," Satoru said with a smile.
"Next."
"Teacher, I like Orchid from the class next door. How do I win her over?"
"…"
Upon this question, everyone looked at him with disdain.
Unexpectedly.
"That's an excellent question, student. I am a professional in this area. Let me tell you…" Satoru spoke eloquently.
"How amazing! The teacher even knows about dating."
"My turn, my turn! I want to ask if a Ninja can fly. I usually see birds flying,
And I often think, how nice it would be to soar freely in the sky, free every day."
"Of course, you can. I take my child out for a spin every day."
"Wow, that's great! I must become a Ninja."
Satoru had a wide range of knowledge, and he answered every one of their wild questions.
But there was one core principle: he affirmed their questions.
He never discouraged them, allowing them to maintain an enthusiastic heart.
"Teacher, I am Rock Lee. I want to ask if one can become an excellent Ninja without Ninjutsu?" Rock Lee raised his hand and asked Satoru.
He looked at the teacher with a mix of anticipation and apprehension.