This Naruto is too easily persuaded.

In the classroom.

"Wide forehead! The seat next to Sasuke is mine!"

"Dream on, you wild boar! I was here first!"

Sakura and Ino are engaged in their daily territorial battle.

They stood forehead to forehead, their hands locked in a struggle, glaring fiercely at each other.

The classroom was in complete chaos, resembling a bustling market.

Inuzuka Yaba, with his legs propped up on the table, was bragging to his deskmate.

Nara Shikamaru was sleeping on the table, while Akimichi Choji was eating potato chips.

No one cared why the always noisy loser hadn't come today.

Just then, the front door of the classroom was gently pushed open.

Normally, Naruto would have kicked the door open long ago and announced his arrival by shouting, "I'm here!"

But today, the moment Naruto's hand touched the doorknob, the man's words flashed through his mind again.

"Phew, don't rush, be elegant, look down..."

He forcibly suppressed his usual urge to make a scene, adjusted his breathing, and finally put on that practiced fake smile again.

Then, a figure in dark blue, carrying a large box of milk, walked in silently.

Sunlight shone on his blond hair, and the neatly styled stray hairs no longer stood up like wild grass, but hung down cleanly in front of his forehead.

Ino Yamanaka, who was arguing with Sakura Haruno, glanced at the people entering the classroom and froze.

"This is……"

Sakura noticed Ino's strange behavior, turned around, and froze on the spot.

Even Sasuke was stunned for a moment when he saw Naruto.

"Hmph, boring."

Sasuke snorted and turned his head away.

He felt this was just another attention-grabbing trick by Naruto.

However, it must be admitted that he did succeed this time.

Naruto ignored the strange looks he received.

Right now, all he can think about is Gintoki's mission at Yorozuya—to buy strawberry milk for the whole class and then get a reward.

He then walked to the first row, took out a bottle of strawberry milk, and placed it on the first girl's desk.

The girl who usually didn't give him a friendly look blushed when she saw the clean-cut and handsome boy in front of her.

"Th-thank you."

Naruto didn't stop and continued on to the next one.

A strange scene unfolded in the classroom.

The fox demon, who had always been disliked and ignored by everyone, suddenly started giving away milk like a generous benefactor.

Not only did no one refuse, but many people even subconsciously said thank you.

When Naruto walked up to Shikamaru and Choji's table, Shikamaru spoke up.

"This is so troublesome..."

Shikamaru scratched his head, looking at Naruto with a strange expression. "Naruto, what's gotten into you?"

Choji, without any hesitation, opened the package and drank it right away, exclaiming, "Delicious! Naruto, you look really cool today!"

Naruto gave the two of them a sincere smile, then walked to the next group.

Finally, he arrived in front of Kiba Inuzuka.

Kiba Inuzuka had his feet propped up on the table, and Akamaru was perched on top of his head.

Seeing Naruto's pretentious behavior, Kiba Inuzuka felt a surge of nameless anger.

He's clearly a loser, what's with the cool act? I disliked Sasuke before, and now Naruto has become like that too.

Trying to get attention through such means is too low-level, isn't it?

So, when Naruto handed over the milk, Kiba Inuzuka suddenly waved his hand.

Snapped.

The milk carton fell to the ground, splashing pink liquid all over the floor.

The classroom fell silent for a moment.

Normally, Naruto would have yelled "What are you doing?" and then started fighting with Kiba.

This time, however, Naruto looked down at the stains on his trouser legs, and anger surged from his chest.

His fist clenched unconsciously, and the veins on his forehead throbbed slightly.

"This guy... I really want to punch his stinky face..."

But then, he remembered the phrase "the man who stands at the edge of the sky":

"Shut your mouth and learn to use a smile to disguise your true feelings."

"Hoo..." Naruto took a deep breath and forcibly loosened his fist.

"Hold it in! Getting angry now would make you look like a clown! I'm not angry at all!"

He ignored the mess on the ground and took out a new bottle of milk from the box.

He struggled to control the muscles in his face, managing to force a stiff, but ultimately kind smile.

"Did you slip up? No worries, I have plenty more."

Naruto gently placed the new milk on Kiba Inuzuka's table.

Kiba Inuzuka looked at Naruto's forced smile and felt inexplicably less confident.

"Are you... are you sick in the head?"

He cursed, but didn't spill the milk again, and went down the steps.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Naruto tried his best to maintain that fake smile and turned to walk towards the next person.

After handing out the last bottle of milk, Naruto first mopped up the milk stains on the floor before carrying the empty cardboard box back to his seat in the corner.

【Ding! 】

[Task: Treat the whole class to strawberry milk. Completed]

[Obtained an E-grade treasure chest, currently opening... Reward: 10,000 taels of silver]

【Ding! 】

[Task: Change appearance, Completed]

[Obtained a C-rank treasure chest, opening in progress...]

[Rewards: Aizen Sousuke's black-rimmed glasses, skill book "Aizen's Attire and Calligraphy Insights"]

Naruto felt his pocket and found an extra glasses case and a stack of banknotes inside.

Upon receiving the money, Naruto was initially delighted, but then became puzzled.

"Glasses?"

He opened the box under the table, and inside lay a pair of ordinary black-rimmed glasses.

But in Naruto's eyes, a description of his attributes appeared next to his glasses:

[Aizen Sousuke's black-rimmed glasses: Increases learning ability by 100%, reduces personal presence by 30%, cannot be damaged]

"nice one!"

Naruto's eyes lit up.

Without the slightest hesitation, he picked up the glasses and put them on.

In an instant, the slightly wild look in his eyes, which had just been fueled by anger, was obscured by the reflection of his glasses.

At this moment, Naruto looks like a gentle, harmless, and excellent student.

Then, he looked at the virtual skill book.

[Have you studied "Insights on Indigo Dyeing: Clothing and Calligraphy"?]

"study!"

With this confirmation in my mind, a stream of consciousness surged into my brain.

Countless pieces of knowledge and subtle, ingrained habits have appeared in Naruto.

He subconsciously adjusted his posture first.

He, who was originally hunched over, straightened his back instantly, tilted his neck slightly back, and placed his hands naturally on the table.

Even the slightly wrinkled collar was neatly straightened by him.

His entire demeanor changed in an instant.

I casually wrote a few words on a piece of paper and found that even the handwriting, which was originally like a dog's scratch, seemed to have been reborn.

Just then, the school bell rang.

Iruka strode into the classroom with his lesson plan in hand.

"Quiet down, everyone, get back to your seats!"

Iruka habitually scanned the entire class, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the troublemaker in the back corner.

Although Naruto seemed to have turned over a new leaf today, that didn't stop him from preparing to scold Naruto for skipping class.

However, when his gaze fell on the corner, he froze again.

Naruto, who should have been sleeping, drawing, or chatting, was sitting there properly at the moment.

Beneath his tousled golden hair, he wore a pair of refined black-rimmed glasses, and his clothes were clean and appropriate.

Seeing Iruka looking over, Naruto adjusted his glasses and flashed his signature smile:

"Good morning, Iruka-sensei."

"Um... Ah, good morning."

Iruka stammered a reply, nearly snapping the chalk in his hand.

"This...this is Naruto?"

He got goosebumps all over.

"How could this child change so much overnight?"

It's not just Iruka.

Hinata Hyuga, who had been secretly watching Naruto, now had a face as red as a ripe tomato.

She clutched the strawberry milk Naruto had just given her tightly in her hand, reluctant to drink it.

The moment Naruto put on his glasses, Hinata felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Naruto-kun... he looks so... so gentle with glasses on..."

"Waaah..."

Hinata, her head steaming, blushing and slumped onto the table, fainting.

"Hinata! What's wrong, Hinata?!"

The tooth next to it was startled.