The next morning, sunlight gently streamed into the classroom. Students gathered in small groups, either whispering or frowning, their common topic being the impending graduation exam.
Amidst the commotion, Chizhao remained unusually calm. With her hand propping her chin, her gaze drifted through the window, fixed on the rising morning glow in the sky, her eyes revealing a sense of indifference and tranquility.
As she grew older, Chizhao's hair had also become a bit longer.
The morning breeze carried the freshness of trees, and her hair fluttered gently with the wind, adding a touch of gentleness to her.
She hadn't expected her days at the Ninja Academy to end so soon.
"Ohayo! Chizhao-chan!"
A vibrant greeting roused Chizhao's drowsy mind.
She turned her head to see the familiar Naruto, smiling broadly as he sat beside her.
"Good morning, Naruto. The exam is coming up. How's your Ninjutsu practice going?"
"Hmph hmph! I've been practicing really hard lately! I even created a super powerful Ninjutsu!"
Upon hearing this, Chizhao's mouth twitched slightly:
This kid had predictably gone off-track again to research the "Sexy Jutsu."
"It's not a Jutsu to transform into a beautiful woman, is it...?"
Stung by Chizhao's words, Naruto choked on his saliva and coughed a few times, his eyes darting around frantically: "No... no... it's not..."
At this moment, Shikamaru in front turned around, his listless eyes also showing a hint of exasperation.
"You still have the energy to worry about Naruto, but your own Ninjutsu is only half-baked."
"Don't I know the Clone Technique? And it's really powerful!"
"What if the graduation exam isn't about the Clone Technique? You'll have to delay your graduation..."
Shikamaru mercilessly pointed out the crux of the problem.
Chizhao, completely unfazed, stretched lazily and said confidently:
"Don't worry! I believe Lady Luck will definitely favor me."
Hehe, I'm the one holding the script.
"Me too! I also believe I can definitely pass!"
Perhaps infected by Chizhao's confidence, coupled with Naruto's optimistic nature, he also developed a mysterious self-confidence about the final exam.
But only Chizhao knew that Naruto ultimately failed the exam.
To avoid disrupting the future course of events, Chizhao decided not to interfere with his plan to steal the scroll, only needing to secretly ensure his and Iruka's safety.
"You two... tsk, you're such a pain..."
Shikamaru frowned, his head aching, and decided not to say anything more, turning back in annoyance.
Meanwhile, Choji handed over two candies, his adorable face chubby:
"It's okay, you two can definitely pass!"
The two looked at the candies in Choji's palm and happily each took one.
"Thanks, Choji!"
"So sweet!"
Refusing Choji's candy, Shikamaru rested his chin on his hand, looking depressed.
She's not even worried, why am I bothering so much?
I'm not her parent.
Just then, Iruka entered the classroom as the school bell rang. He cleared his throat, his expression slightly serious, and leaned his hands on the podium.
"I believe everyone knows that the graduation exam is imminent. I plan to use a little time before class to reinforce everyone's Ninjutsu, so the students whose names are called next will come up for a test."
As soon as he spoke, a chorus of dissatisfied complaints erupted in the classroom.
Chizhao and Naruto, in a tacit understanding, buried themselves even lower, trying to avoid Iruka-sensei's terrifying gaze.
Damn it, in my previous life, as an excellent student, I wouldn't have feared these pop quizzes!
If I didn't lack Chakra, I'd definitely go up and show off a bit!
Iruka's sharp gaze swept over the rows of nervous students below.
Uchiha Sasuke's distinct confidence, unlike those around him, made his gaze linger for a moment.
Hmm... I'm very confident in Sasuke, I can skip him.
His gaze swept around the classroom again, finally resting on the two figures in the back, by the window, whose heads were almost touching their desks.
Shikamaru noticed Iruka's gaze and, very cooperatively, pushed Choji away and leaned to the side himself, completely exposing the two trembling figures.
"Then... Uzumaki Naruto!" Iruka-sensei's voice rang out like a judgment.
"Eek!!"
Naruto suddenly looked up, stood up from his stool, his face filled with terror and unease, and began to sweat profusely.
When he looked helplessly at Chizhao, he saw her looking at him solemnly, her right index and middle fingers joined together, drawing a horizontal line across the upper right side of her forehead.
"Salute!"
Why is it like this...?
Naruto, on the verge of tears, was urged by Iruka and, under the gaze of the entire class, walked dejectedly onto the podium.
"The test content is the Transformation Technique. Begin!"
Upon hearing it was the Transformation Technique, a faint smile played on Naruto's lips.
Then he turned to look at Chizhao in the last row.
Receiving his sudden gaze, Chizhao was only momentarily stunned.
Then, watching his lips move, she tried hard to understand the meaning:
Close... your... eyes?
Chizhao's mouth twitched.
Is this guy really going to use that move?
Why can't I watch it?
Is it because I exposed him before, so he's embarrassed?
Under Naruto's urging gaze, Chizhao finally cooperated and covered her eyes.
After Naruto turned away, relieved, she secretly opened a slit between her fingers to peek.
Let me also witness Naruko's graceful figure.
"What are you doing, Naruto? Hurry up and start."
Naruto, having made up his mind, placed his hands on his chest and began to form hand signs: "Transform!"
After a burst of smoke, a curvaceous, blonde, blue-eyed naked beauty appeared before Iruka in a highly seductive pose.
Chizhao, who was peeking, also involuntarily widened her eyes.
It must be said that Naruto's invention of this Jutsu, in some ways, was quite genius.
It was just a bit too lewd.
Subsequently, the classroom erupted in an uproar.
Iruka, even more so, was completely petrified for a few seconds, a stream of nosebleed spurting from his nostrils as he fell backward.
Another burst of smoke erupted, and Naruto grinned triumphantly:
"Hahahaha, how about that! My self-created Ninjutsu is amazing, isn't it!"
Iruka, having recovered, roared furiously at him:
"You big idiot!! Don't create such useless Ninjutsu! Fail!!!"
The result was that after school, Naruto was kept behind by Iruka-sensei for a session of ideological education.
Chizhao, having avoided a difficult situation, quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She recalled how she had also been kept behind before for not meeting Ninjutsu standards, with Iruka showing all sorts of concern.
He thought external factors were affecting her grades and even suspected that Naruto's mischief was influencing her.
But she was like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to express her suffering.
"Chizhao."
Just as she stepped out of the school gate, a familiar voice called from behind. Turning around, she saw Sasuke, dressed in a dark blue short-sleeved high-neck shirt, white arm sleeves, and shorts.
"Sasuke? Why haven't you gone home yet?"
