Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Although the Third Hokage used his authority as Hokage to give Might Guy a special promotion, Guy had not completed any high-level missions. Those thousands of D-rank missions were not enough to make him a true special Jonin.

They have the capability, but their command experience and tactical skills are still debatable, and their mission experience needs to be improved as soon as possible.

After a moment's thought, Hiruzen Sarutobi picked up his pen and began writing rapidly on a transfer order.

He wanted to send Might Guy to the border and hand him over to Jiraiya.

On one hand, Dai needs to fill his resume with high-level missions as soon as possible; on the other hand, the situation in the ninja world is becoming increasingly tense, and a major war is imminent. Such powerful combat forces must be placed where they are most needed.

Tensions are high at the border, and the Sand Village has recently been making moves.

Leaving a strategic weapon like the Mighty in the village for D-level missions would be a complete waste.

"Go report to Jiraiya."

After dealing with Dai's matter, Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze fell back on Aoba Yamashiro's file, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

This kid is a real headache.

The original team is definitely not going back, and the team he planned to arrange is also unsuitable.

Should Aoba be made captain?

Hiruzen Sarutobi picked up Aoba's file, which clearly showed two S-rank mission records.

Logically speaking, this resume is barely acceptable.

However, the third generation knew very well how these two missions came about: one was due to a special contribution from the hospital, and the other was a temporary assignment for the Loulan mission. Basically, they were given these missions without any effort.

Recalling that kid's arrogant act of having a barbecue at the Central Tower, Hiruzen Sarutobi felt that the kid's temperament still needed further tempering.

We need to find someone who can keep him in check.

After much thought, a suitable candidate came to mind.

It could only be him.

……

The final results of the Chunin Exams have been officially announced.

In a ward at Konoha Hospital, Kai excitedly waved his newly received promotion notice and Chunin vest, his face streaked with tears and snot.

"Father! I did it! I've become a Chunin!"

Beside his bed, Might Guy, wearing a brand-new special Jonin vest, was also sobbing uncontrollably.

"Kai! He truly is my son!"

The father and son embraced and wept uncontrollably, oblivious to everyone around them, leaving the nurse standing nearby so embarrassed she could practically dig a hole in her toes.

Aoba went to the hospital to share the good news with Ueno-sensei and also heard about the bizarre and interesting things that happened in ward 404.

As for Might Guy's promotion to Special Jonin, that was also within his expectations.

If Might Guy still doesn't get the attention he deserves, then he'll really start to suspect that the Konoha leadership are spies sent by an enemy country.

In the original timeline, Might Guy was not valued by the village until he kicked the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist into a bunch of lucky charms, at which point the Konoha higher-ups became aware of his strength.

Kai's Eight Gates also gained attention afterward.

Otherwise, given Guy's theoretical level, he wouldn't even make it to Chunin, let alone Jonin, and might end up like Dai, remaining a Genin for life.

Now, thanks to Aoba's provocation, Guy's outburst during the Chunin Exams prematurely revealed the Eight Gates Formation, thus altering the course of history.

Uncle Dai not only gained the recognition he deserved, shedding the title of "perennial genin," but also became a special jonin.

Even that tragic death in the future might be avoided!

Three days later, at Yun Gu Xuan Hot Pot Restaurant.

The restaurant was steaming hot, with the spicy and savory aroma of the hot pot filling every corner.

"Come on! Let's drink to our successful promotion to Chunin!"

Might Guy, holding a glass of juice, sprang up from his chair. His green bodysuit and green Chunin vest made him practically glow.

"Kai, sit down."

He was just discharged from the hospital today, and Aoba dragged him here to celebrate.

Seeing Kai's face flushed with excitement, it was clear he was overjoyed.

Kakashi and Aoba understood perfectly, so they simply ignored him, raised their glasses, and gently clinked them together.

"Has Uncle Dai left?"

Aoba picked up a slice of beef, dipped it in the sauce, and casually asked.

"Um!"

Kai nodded vigorously, his face full of pride. "Father has already set off for the border today. It was an order personally given by the Third Hokage to send him to support Jiraiya!"

Upon hearing this, Aoba smiled and clinked her juice with Kai's.

These two don't drink alcohol, so Aoba just drank juice with them.

Kakashi ate silently to the side, without saying a word, but a complex emotion could be seen in the occasional glances he cast at Guy.

The celebratory feast lasted until late at night.

It turns out that even drinking juice can lead to intoxication when you're happy.

After helping the "drunk" Kai home, the two went home separately.

As soon as I pushed open the courtyard gate, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly came from behind!

Whoosh!

A kunai, gleaming coldly, pierced straight at his face.

Qingye didn't stop walking, and didn't even glance at him.

Clang!

The sand automatically rolled up and precisely blocked the kunai.

"Uncle Zhenhong, how old are you to still play these childish tricks?"

Aoba yawned and spoke lazily.

From the shadows of the courtyard, a familiar figure slowly emerged—it was none other than the weary and dusty Shinobu.

He looked at Qingye, his deep eyes filled with a sense of relief and emotion.

"Good, quick reaction."

Kurenai walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I heard about your performance in the Chunin Exams. It was excellent."

"It's just so-so."

"The Yamashiro family has a worthy successor."

Kurenai Yuhi's voice carried a complex emotion, "You've grown up, Aoba."

Aoba pursed her lips and didn't reply.

"Pack up."

Yuhi Shinku withdrew her hand, regaining her Jonin seriousness. "Meet at Training Ground 3 at 8:00 AM tomorrow."

After saying that, he vanished from the spot in an instant.

Aoba stood in the courtyard, gazing in the direction where Uncle Shinku had disappeared, and sighed helplessly.

The moment Uncle Red appeared, he had already guessed the Third Hokage's plan.

The following morning, at Exercise Field No. 3.

Aoba arrived on time. Sunlight streamed onto the grass of the training field. His gaze swept over the three people who were already waiting ahead, and he paused slightly.

Aside from Yuhi Shinku, whom he already knew, the other two figures surprised him somewhat.

Sarutobi Asuma leaned against a wooden post, a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, yawning. Beside him, a girl in a red and white training uniform was talking to Yuhi Shinku.

Seemingly sensing footsteps, the girl suddenly turned around.

"Aoba!"

Kurenai was very surprised, and her red eyes lit up instantly.

Before Qingye could even get close, Hong rushed over.

Like a swallow returning to its nest, carrying the unique fragrance of a young girl, she crashed solidly into his arms.

Aoba had no choice but to spread his arms to prevent Kurenai from falling, while his eyes swept over the other two. Kurenai's face immediately darkened, and Asuma, standing to the side, gritted his teeth and glared at Aoba, his eyes looking as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

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