Reincarnation into the world of Naruto with the system

I surprised the gathered students with my outfit… Something about the system message notifying me of a percentage increase with almost all the girls didn't sit right with me, but I took my seat regardless. Somehow, I ended up tuning out the first two team assignments, only snapping out of my thoughts when I heard familiar names.

"Iruka mercilessly announced,

'Team Three: Yamanaka Ino, Akimichi Choji, Nara Shikamaru.

Their instructor—Sarutobi Asuma!'"

Hmm, the only difference from canon here is the team number. But that makes sense, considering the strong ties between these three clans.

At that moment, Asuma himself appeared—he had been sitting out of sight until now, just like the other jōnin based on the scent of their chakra. He took his team with him, quite literally in Shikamaru's case—chair and all. Hmm, what's he mumbling?

"'I get it, strengthening clan bonds, a team of heirs… but I demand a review of this outdated idea! Just not in the same team as that ruthless she-devil!'" Shikamaru muttered quietly.

Judging by the dangerous glint in Ino's eyes, he wasn't quiet enough. He really needed to learn when to keep his mouth shut. Then again, that was a lesson he should've learned long ago.

So, amid the chuckles of those with sharp hearing and those skilled at lip-reading, Team Three left to meet their new instructor. And he complains? Three, five, and seven are traditionally lucky numbers. Hopefully, I don't get the Asian death number. Four, which sounds like the word for death, is not a team symbol I want to be associated with.

"'Team Four: Aburame Shino, Hyūga Hinata, Haruno Sakura. Their instructor—Hatake Kakashi!'"

Yep, an unlucky number. Shino, try not to lose your mind with that company.

"'Thanks for the concern. Good luck to you too, Naruto.'"

Oh. That was Aburame, sitting in front of me. Damn, did I say that out loud again?

Though, I did feel a little bad for Kakashi. What a team to be given. Well, at least I dodged that bullet.

"'Follow me,'" Hatake muttered lazily as he stepped into the classroom.

He's not late?!? Now I've seen everything. Kind Itachi and caring Danzo just got pushed to the back of the list. If not for the open book in Kakashi's hands, I'd seriously consider that this world needs to be destroyed—for the sake of my sanity.

Kakashi momentarily peeled his eyes away from his book, scanning the classroom. His gaze lingered slightly on his new students before flicking toward me… Is that guilt? System, stop glitching. And someone, please explain what's going on!

"'Team Five: Uchiha Saya, Uchiha Aya, Nadeko Sena. Their instructor—Uchiha Maya.'"

Yeah, this makes sense. The clan head's cousins weren't split up, naturally. And their mother taking the instructor role was logical—she hadn't been idle all these years. From a mediocre tokubetsu jōnin, she had risen to full-fledged jōnin. Rumor had it she even reached A-rank. As for the clanless girl, she was probably just an add-on. Hmm, if they put even half the effort into training her, the kid got lucky.

The more puzzling part was that the entire team consisted of girls. I had always believed teams were mixed-gender, that purely same-gender teams didn't exist—oh, wait. No, there were such teams! I remembered!

The Chūnin Exams—there was an all-female team from Rain. And another team, also same-gender—males, if I recalled correctly. And Kabuto's team was entirely male too.

Yeah… I totally blanked on that one.

Lost in my thoughts, I completely missed the announcements for Teams Six, Seven, and Eight. But honestly, there was no need to even call Team Nine—only Sasuke, Kiba, and I were left in the classroom.

What a f*ing disaster of a team!

Seriously, who sinned so badly to deserve this abomination of a squad? I mean, Kiba's just as much of a reckless slacker as I am, Sasuke—despite his brooding—actually has a wicked sense of humor that can fry your brain, and all three of us in the same team? The Hokage must hate our instructor—whoever the poor soul may be.

"'Team Nine: Uchiha Sasuke, Inuzuka Kiba, Uzumaki… Where?'"

"'I'm right here! Here! Iruka-sensei!'"

An irrational urge to murder someone almost consumed me.

"'Ahem. Well, since everyone is present…'"

"'I was here from the very beginning!'" I nearly growled. Damn it, even my new teammates were snickering.

"'Ahem-ahem. So, Team Nine: Uchiha Sasuke, Inuzuka Kiba, and Uzumaki Naruto. Your instructor—Yūhi Kurenai.'"

"'Damn!'" Sasuke sighed.

"'Damn! Unlucky number,'" Kiba agreed.

"'Yes!'" Though I was evaluating it by a completely different standard.

I should probably explain. In Japan—and in this weird reflection of it—the number nine is only slightly better than four. The number "9" (九) is considered unlucky because it sounds like the kanji for "suffering" ("pain"). Hail Pein!

But I had long since embraced the philosophy of Li Shuwen, and I saw this number through its Chinese meaning. In China, nine is associated with immortality, longevity, and happiness. Perfect, since I actually want to live a long life.

Superstitions aside, the actual team assignment shocked me. Now this was unexpected. I had honestly been expecting Yamato (or Tenzō, whatever name he was going by). Once I realized I had dodged the Hatake bullet, I was sure that was the backup plan.

But Kurenai?

What the hell did she do to deserve this?

Then again… Old Man Sarutobi never approved of his son's interest in a clanless kunoichi. But this extreme of an attempt to remove her—by driving her insane—was harsh even for the HiruzenBastard persona. And here, he's actually fairly reasonable.

"'Alright, since we're the last team, I don't think we need to go to a different empty classroom. We can introduce ourselves right here.'"

Kurenai stepped into the room.

Damn, she was gorgeous.

But seriously—how was that outfit staying on? It was like 60% bandage wraps!