Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

"Da~Da~Da~"

As a familiar figure strolled in, recognizable to the newly graduated genin, the noisy training ground instantly fell silent. The newcomer frowned, his scrutinizing gaze sweeping across the various expressions on the children's faces, his tone slightly displeased.

"It's my fault for letting you half-baked brats graduate."

"Miro Uzumaki is still so hypocritical; she clearly cried buckets the day she got her headband."

Tsunade looked at the red-haired middle-aged man who was pretending to be serious, her little face puffing up like a bun.

"Maybe the teacher didn't know what expression to use when facing us."

Orochimaru shook his head, a faint smile playing on his usually cold lips. It was clear they had a close relationship with their teacher.

"Mr. Mi Luo, we've all graduated, haven't you found a girlfriend yet?"

Perhaps unable to hold it in any longer, someone shouted loudly at the serious-looking Miro Uzumaki.

"Hahaha"

In an instant, the playground returned to its previous noisy state, with the newly graduated students laughing heartily.

"Baka! What a bunch of annoying brats."

After pretending to be a strict teacher for so long, Miro Uzumaki finally broke down because of the students' hurtful words, and her face instantly turned the same color as her hair.

Furious, he could only clap his hands to signal everyone to shut up and save face for this old bachelor.

"Quiet down, everyone. We're starting to divide you into classes now."

Upon hearing the words "class assignments," the scene fell silent. Everyone waited anxiously for their assigned class.

"Akimichi Nijika, Nara Wakana, Yamanaka Hideki."

Three children with very distinctive features lined up and headed in the direction pointed out by Miro Uzumaki. That was the school's teaching building, where the Jonin leading the group had been waiting for some time.

"Sarutobi Tokukan, Shimura Shushiki, Mitomon Kanaki."

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As one three-person team after another left, the genin left on the training ground began to panic, their expressions of unease growing stronger.

".Hiruko".

"ah?!"

Skipping over the names of the first two minor characters, the third name called, Hiruko, darkened, his gaze shifting with a hint of sadness to his childhood friend beside him.

"Jiraiya, that's me."

"It's alright, Hiruko. Even if we're not in the same squad, I'll still protect you from now on."

Jiraiya was also filled with mixed feelings. If he had to say who he was closest to in their small group, it would undoubtedly be Hiruko, the boy from the show.

"If you two dare to bully Beiliuhu, I will not be polite to you."

Suppressing his reluctance, Jiraiya finished comforting the pitiful little boy and girl with feigned ease. Clenching his fists, he turned and warned the two classmates he rarely interacted with.

"How could that be? We finally have a girl in our team, how could the two of us bully her?"

Surprisingly, the two weren't offended by Jiraiya's threat. Instead, they waved their hands repeatedly, leering at the thin and weak Hiruko, which frightened the boy so much that he quickly hid behind Jiraiya.

"Damn it! Hiruko is a boy!"

Upon hearing this, Jiraiya flew into a rage and immediately grabbed one of them by the collar.

"Huh? A boy!"

Hiruko's two future teammates were taken aback upon hearing this. After a brief moment of confusion, a mysterious light suddenly flashed in their eyes.

"That's even better!" *2

"ha?"

"Your name is Hiruko, right? Don't play with this white-haired little sugar doll anymore. We'll protect you."

Under Jiraiya's bewildered gaze, the two of them, looking on with bated breath, led the equally bewildered Hiruko toward the room of the Jonin who would be leading the team in the future.

"Jiraiya, your worries seem a bit unnecessary."

Kato Dan stepped forward and patted Jiraiya on the shoulder, saying in a cryptic tone,

There are still more good people than bad in the world.

Scratching his head in confusion, Jiraiya could only attribute the friendship between the two to the excellent character education in Konoha, which produced children with good morals.

"Kato Dan, Hatake Sakumo, Might Guy."

"It's finally our turn!"

Hearing his name called, Might Guy, who had been somewhat disappointed, was instantly filled with enthusiasm. He and his group were among the last group of genin present who hadn't been assigned to teams.

As is customary, genin who are not called by name are likely to have been eliminated during the class placement review, and the final outcome will be to hand over their headbands and return to school to study again.

"We'll be going now."

Kato Dan turned around and nodded to Tsunade and the others who hadn't yet been assigned to classes, a hint of barely perceptible disappointment in his gentle eyes.

"Sakumo-kun! Please take care of me from now on!"

"Ms. Mi Luo, can we switch classes?"

Looking at the boy with the sunflower-shaped haircut beside him, whose eyes burned with youthful passion, Hatake Sakumo wore a bitter expression. Being in the same class as this guy meant he was likely to face many challenges in the future.

"Get out of here!"

Uzumaki Miro rolled her eyes at Hatake Sakumo, then impatiently waved her hand, urging the three to leave and hurry to find their Jonin leader.

"These are the only ones left, Orochimaru. Who do you think we'll be in the same class with?"

There were fewer than ten people left on the playground. Tsunade quickly observed them and realized that most of the students who hadn't been assigned to classes were problem students from the same cohort. They had only managed to get genin headbands because of the lenient examination system, and she and Orochimaru were clearly not like that.

"It doesn't matter who I am in the class, I only care who the Jonin leading the team is."

Orochimaru glanced indifferently at the problem students around him. In his eyes, his teammates were just useless NPCs, while the Jonin leading the team were high-level NPCs who could teach him skills.

"Hmph hmph hmph~"

"Idiot Jiraiya, you've had that idiotic grin on your face since the beginning. Have you really turned into candy?"

Tsunade, who had been frowning, suddenly heard a strange sound beside her. Her small, delicate fists clenched tightly; she had been putting up with that idiot Jiraiya for far too long.

If it weren't for the fact that the other person had just taken the wrong medicine, she would have already delivered a powerful punch.

"Others laugh at my madness, but I laugh at their ignorance."

Jiraiya, shaking his head and looking mysterious, instantly deflated upon seeing Tsunade's raised little fist.

"Stop, stop, stop! I'm not going to pretend anymore. I'll confess, I'll confess everything!"

With lingering fear, Jiraiya touched the throbbing wound in his lower abdomen and slowly recounted the information that Uchiha Gin had revealed to him while he was watching the Tailed Beast Rider exam.

"Are you sure it was Grandpa Gin who said that?"

Tsunade stared at Jiraiya in disbelief, her fist, which she had just lowered, rising high again.

"It's absolutely true, Grandpa Yin made it sound so convincing back then."

Jiraiya shrank back, his voice no longer as arrogant as before.

Orochimaru, what do you think?

"Since it was Grandpa Gin who said it, it's probably true. I didn't expect Jiraiya to be so lucky, actually winning the Hokage's favor."

Orochimaru wore a complex expression. On one hand, he was happy for his friend; to be able to become a disciple of the Hokage meant a meteoric rise was inevitable.

On the other hand, he was also resentful, even though he was so much better than Jiraiya.

Orochimaru.

Uzumaki Miro's voice interrupted Orochimaru's reverie, making his heart leap into his throat.

"Tsunade."

"Hey Orochimaru, we're in the same class!"

Having acquaintances among her future teammates eased Tsunade's anxiety considerably; at least she'd have someone to look out for her. The only question was who her future mentor would be.

Please don't let it be Uncle Kenta, he always likes to tattle on things to Grandma.

"Finally, it's Jiraiya."

"ha!"

Upon hearing the name of their last teammate, Tsunade and Orochimaru's pupils dilated in shock. If what Gin Uchiha said was true, wouldn't they also become Hokage's disciples?

"No wonder Grandma smiled so mysteriously this morning."

Tsunade, who only then realized what was going on, recalled what her grandmother had said when she left home that morning. It seemed that she already knew who her team leader was.

"Naruto, huh?"

Orochimaru, who was usually indifferent, was now feeling a surge of excitement. As the son of an ordinary ninja, he had become the Hokage's student, a feat that ordinary people would never even dare to dream of.

"If you dare to lie, I'll kill you with one blow."

Before even seeing the teacher in charge, Tsunade didn't dare to make any rash judgments. She kicked Jiraiya, then raised her fist in a cute but fierce manner, threatening him.

"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out when we get there."

Orochimaru, however, seemed unfazed, heading first towards the classroom behind the playground. Tsunade and Orochimaru, having regained their senses, followed closely behind, their small figures quickly disappearing at the edge of the playground.

"Teacher Mi Luo, hurry up and announce it! We're getting hungry waiting!"

After the three left, Miro Uzumaki slowly closed the list in her hand. Seeing this, the remaining students, looking confused, called out...

"You guys hand over your headbands and go back to school tomorrow to continue your studies. This time, your teacher won't be as gentle as before."

Turning to look at these problem students who were giving the teacher endless headaches, Miro's eyes turned dangerous. The student who had just teased him about being a perpetual bachelor was among them.

"Huh? A tonic?"

"3, 2, 1!"

"Crunch~"

Meanwhile, Tsunade and her two companions, filled with anticipation, pushed open their classroom door. Jiraiya rushed forward first, eager to prove that his words were not a lie.

"Third generation. Huh?"

As soon as he entered, his smile froze on his face. The imposing figure he remembered wasn't there; instead, it was a familiar face they saw quite often.

What are you doing here?

Tsunade, who was following behind, shoved aside Jiraiya, who was standing there dumbfounded, and curiously craned her neck out.

"Grandpa Silver?"

When she saw Curly Hair sprawled out on a chair in the classroom, she couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise.

My team leader is actually Grandpa Yin?

Wouldn't that mean we'll never have to worry about snacks again!

Orochimaru, who entered last, frowned slightly.

How could it be him?

It wasn't that he looked down on the Uchiha clan, it's just that Naruto was more cost-effective.

"Huh!? Grandpa Gintoki, where did you hide the Third Hokage?"

Jiraiya, snapping out of his daze, rushed to Gin Uchiha's side and anxiously questioned him.

"Hoo-hoo? You've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you."

With a light sigh, Uchiha Gin's unfocused pupils gradually focused, finally settling on Jiraiya, who was jumping up and down in front of him.

"You've been tricked. Where is the Third Hokage?"

"What Third Hokage? The fact that I'm in this classroom means I'm your team leader Jonin, and also your new teacher."

Uchiha Gin scratched his head, shoved Jiraiya's large face away, and spoke in a slightly hesitant tone to the three people with different expressions.

"You're our team leader, a Jonin? But I remember you were only a Genin, weren't you?"

While the other two were still reeling from the shock of the explosion, the observant Orochimaru immediately noticed a blind spot and pointed to the genin headband hanging on Uchiha Gin's body.

"Tsk tsk tsk~ Orochimaru, don't you know that genin are the strongest ninjas?"

"Don't lie to me, I'm educated."

Although he is currently a genin, Orochimaru firmly believes that he will soon be able to break free from the genin category and advance to a higher level.

You'll get your genin beat you into a pig's head someday.

Recalling the Orochimaru who was smashed to pieces by the rampaging Four-Tails Naruto in the original timeline, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"Waaaaah, what am I going to do? I made such a big promise to my family when I left home, and now look what happened. How can I face my fellow villagers?"

Jiraiya, having come to the harsh reality, looked as if he had been grieving. He had been boasting to his family for the past few days about becoming the Hokage's disciple, but now it seemed he was destined to become a useless disciple.

"Grandpa Gin! Please take care of me from now on~"

Tsunade, unlike the other two, didn't have as many thoughts. She was happy that her team leader was Uchiha Gin.

After all, skills can be learned, but money is gone forever.

Please give me your guidance.

After pondering alone for a long time, Orochimaru finally walked up to Gin Uchiha and offered no further criticism.

He knew very well that since Uchiha Gin was able to appear in this classroom, it meant that the other party was qualified to become his team leader Jonin.

"Waaaaah"

Even Jiraiya, who had experienced a rollercoaster-like drop in fortune, couldn't accept the reality before her and was still crying and sobbing.

Honestly, you want to learn from me, but I don't want to teach you.

Looking at Jiraiya's ashen face, Uchiha Gin slowly stood up from his chair, spread his hands in his signature gesture, and revealed a mischievous smile.

"Hey, I was just kidding~"

"ha?"

"I'm so busy with work, how could I have time to take care of my child? I'm here to give you a graduation gift."

As Uchiha Gin spoke, he began to grope around in the four-dimensional chrysanthemum behind him.

His purpose in coming here was not simply to amuse himself.

"Gift!"

Upon hearing this, the three immediately showed expectant expressions, even the usually aloof Orochimaru.

"Is it just a small amount of money?"

Tsunade, her eyes gleaming with golden light, rubbed her hands together like a fly.

Giving money is too tacky.

"Is it a ninja tool?"

The name of Konoha's number one ninja tool developer was already legendary to the three of them. The sadness that had been on Jiraiya's face was gone, replaced only by a longing for powerful ninja tools.

"Those things are too early for you."

Uchiha Gin gently shook his head. The equipment produced by the system was too overpowered; it was better to wait until they were more mature.

Without keeping him in suspense any longer, he took out three antique-looking scrolls from behind his back and handed them over.

"This isn't a storage scroll, is it?"

The moment Tsunade received the scroll, she eagerly opened it, only to find it filled with densely packed, tadpole-like incantations, not the storage scroll she had imagined, brimming with gold and silver treasures.

Orochimaru and Jiraiya both frowned slightly as they looked at the unfamiliar scroll in their hands. These dizzying incantations were beyond their knowledge.

"This scroll is called a secret scroll. It will transform into a unique secret technique tailored to each of your individual characteristics." (End of Chapter)