Part Time Teacher in Konoha

Hyūga Hinata stopped thinking altogether.

Her head felt dizzy; all she could sense was an unprecedented warmth and peace of mind.

She did not know how long it took before she finally came back to herself.

Like a startled rabbit, Hinata hurriedly took two steps back. Once she had regained her balance, she lowered her head, her cheeks so red they seemed to be steaming.

"How adorable," Kitazawa said with a smile. "Wait here for a moment."

He turned and headed north, soon stopping in his tracks.

Lying in front of him was the scarf Toranosuke had thrown away.

The white scarf, half‑buried in fallen leaves, was coated with dust and had lost its original pristine look.

Kitazawa frowned slightly.

If it had only gotten dirty that would have been fine, but several tears had opened up in the fabric.

He bent down and picked the scarf up.

[Current Mission: Help your deskmate Hyūga Hinata retrieve her scarf.]

[Reward: Leaf Whirlwind.]

[Mission completed. Reward delivered.]

Leaf Whirlwind was a taijutsu technique developed by Might Guy.

An idea suddenly flashed through Kitazawa's mind.

He had been worrying about where to learn a C‑rank jutsu—now he had a plan: go find Might Guy.

Taijutsu counts as ninjutsu, and in theory it doesn't require any particular chakra nature.

He had considered learning genjutsu from Yūhi Kurenai, but genjutsu demanded a Yin affinity; without it, progress would be painfully slow.

His mission required him to master a technique faster than Uchiha Sasuke could master Fire Style: Great Fireball.

Genjutsu was a poor fit, but taijutsu matched perfectly—especially now that he already possessed Leaf Whirlwind.

His target was clear: learn the upgraded version, Leaf Great Whirlwind, from Might Guy.

The only difference was that the latter added a spinning move.

"Hinata," Kitazawa glanced at the scarf. "This one's no good anymore. I'll buy you a new one."

"Eh?" Hinata blinked, then hastily shook her head. "N‑No… no need!"

"Think of it as compensation for a decision I made on my own," Kitazawa said with a smile.

"Compensation for what?" Hinata asked, puzzled.

"Toranosuke challenged you to one‑on‑one spar in a month, and I accepted for you," Kitazawa explained.

"M‑Me? Fight him?" Hinata's voice trembled. "I… I can't…"

"You haven't even fought yet—why say you can't?" Kitazawa crouched to meet her eyes.

"Hinata, you're stronger than he is—you just don't know how to fight back."

Hinata stared at him blankly.

Just then four lines of text appeared before Kitazawa's eyes:

[Unity is strength; as class monitor you should help classmates bullied by other classes.]

[Current Mission: Help deskmate Hyūga Hinata defeat Toranosuke.]

[Reward: Water Style: Wild Water Wave.]

[Accept mission?]

Kitazawa's eyes narrowed.

This system's rewards really were all over the place—every kind of jutsu imaginable.

But on second thought, that made sense: the system was called the Strongest Hokage Training System.

To surpass all previous Hokage, one had to master every jutsu, even bloodline limits.

"It's fine—we still have a month. I'll train you personally." Kitazawa tucked the scarf away and smiled.

Blushing, Hinata nodded.

"I'll walk you home." Kitazawa took her small hand and led her out of the grove.

"Good‑bye, Kitazawa‑sensei." Hinata stood at her door, watching him leave. Only after he vanished did she reluctantly step into the courtyard.

Kitazawa went to the shopping street, bought a similar white scarf, and headed home.

Opening the front door, he began running his general store.

"Teuchi, could you bring me a bowl of char‑siu ramen?" he shouted toward the nearby Ichiraku Ramen.

"Got it!" came the prompt reply.

Kitazawa sat at the counter, chin propped on both hands, pondering how to approach Might Guy.

After a few seconds he realized he didn't need any excuse. With Guy's personality, all you needed was the right password—something like Youth!.

"I'm coming in, Kitazawa‑nii!" a pleasant voice called.

A girl in a white chef's uniform stepped inside—it was Ayame, Teuchi's daughter.

"Thanks," Kitazawa said, accepting the ramen.

"You're welcome," Ayame replied with a bright smile, giving him another quick glance before leaving.

Like Yamanaka Ino, she was something of a looks‑fangirl in the original story.

After dinner, Kitazawa returned the bowl and paid, then came back to find another figure in the shop.

Yūhi Kurenai was leaning against the counter, long legs straight, curvy hips slightly pressed against the edge. Arms folded, a gentle smile on her lovely face, she looked like a serene painting bathed in the dusky sunlight.

"Kurenai, what would you like? I'll give you a discount," Kitazawa said, walking over with a smile.

"Then I'll take a soda," Kurenai said, picking up a bottle.

"A soda can't compare to the breakfast you treated me to—take it as a gift," Kitazawa replied casually.

"Thank you." After a sip she added, "I just came back from the Kurama clan."

"Did the methods I suggested help?" Kitazawa asked.

"A bit," Kurenai nodded, then sighed. "But the main problem isn't me—it's Yakumo."

"No genjutsu talent?" Kitazawa asked knowingly.

"Not lacking—too much," Kurenai explained. "Her body can't handle her genjutsu potential."

"I see." Kitazawa pondered. "Could she learn taijutsu instead?"

"Difficult," Kurenai shook her head. "She's frail by nature; taijutsu training won't work."

"It is troublesome," Kitazawa muttered, frowning.

In the original story the fix was to eliminate the Yin‑Release monster Ido inside Kurama Yakumo—but right now Ido had yet to fully appear.

"Better to guide than to block," Kitazawa volunteered. "I can try teaching her taijutsu."

In canon, Ido emerged precisely because Yakumo's parents and Kurenai banned her from becoming a ninja.

"Too much trouble—no need," Kurenai refused. "And I can teach her taijutsu myself."

"It's no trouble—we're friends. Besides, under normal circumstances she'd have been my student anyway," Kitazawa smiled. "I've taught for five years; I know how to tailor lessons to her condition."

"But you still have a job—when will you find the time?" Kurenai asked, surprised.

"That's easy—let her attend the Ninja Academy," Kitazawa said matter‑of‑factly.

"Attend classes?" Kurenai hesitated. "Her parents won't agree, and her body might not stand it."

"She doesn't need to be there all day," Kitazawa thought aloud. "I can arrange for her to attend only the practical‑combat classes."

Kurenai fell silent.

Earlier today she had followed Kitazawa's advice, speaking to Yakumo as an equal friend. In that conversation she learned of Yakumo's dream to become a ninja.

Perhaps letting her attend school wasn't a mistake after all.

"When you have time," Kurenai finally said, "come with me to visit the Kurama clan."