The strongest teacher of Naruto

Chapter 1
"What's wrong? Iruka-sensei, you seem to be very listless."

The person who spoke was a fat man wearing a Konoha vest. He had a characteristic beard on his chin, which seemed to be left on purpose to increase his sense of presence, but no matter how hard he looked, it was useless. He was a typical outlier. .

Thinking of this in his heart, Iruka reluctantly lifted the dead fish eyes that were in a depressed state due to lack of sleep, and then yawned long.

This guy seems to be very familiar with 【Iruka】, it’s really hard to justify not saying hello, oh~ I’m so troublesome~ Interpersonal relationship and so on, it’s really troublesome...

The reason for using the ambiguous word "seemingly" is because Iruka is not the original Iruka, but an existence that accidentally broke into this world from a certain plane. It has no meaning, even the original life has no meaning to him, so when he found that the original Iruka disappeared due to his arrival, he inherited this identity without hesitation.

There are many memories about the common sense of this world left in his mind, which is why he can quickly become familiar with this world.

"Well, there was a little something last night, and I was busy late. I'm sorry to make you worry."

This should be the normal way of dealing with people, right?
Iruka scratched his head and barely showed a smile, but because his mental state was so bad at this time, his smile was uglier than crying. The fat man was obviously taken aback, and he froze what he was going to say. He returned his mouth, and left in a hurry after saying "Iruka-sensei, please pay attention to your body~" social rhetoric.

Are you not an acquaintance?
Iruka shrugged his shoulders, and then tightened the lesson plan he was clamping. Before he knew it, he had already walked to the class he was in charge of. After taking a deep breath, he gently opened the sliding door, and at this moment— —

"I flash!"

A black object fell straight down. Iruka took a step back and avoided it easily. Then he saw a blond boy standing at the door of the classroom, squinting his eyes and showing a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth. .

Obviously, he was the one who clamped the blackboard eraser on the sliding door.

This young man, I remember him as a whirlpool or something?Really, the memory started to be confused again. Alas, the soul and body can’t fit perfectly. It’s so troublesome. There are only a few fragments left in the memory of interpersonal relationships.

"I said, is this how you welcome a new head teacher?"

While talking, Iruka was about to step up and walk in, but just as he raised his foot, he noticed an unnatural luster on the ground from the corner of his eye, as if there was something bad on it.

Is it oil?
Iruka had already imagined the proud face of the little boy in front of him after he fell down.

Sighing, a bunch of question marks appeared in Iruka's mind, aren't the children here afraid of the teacher?You must know that in his original world, students are naturally afraid of teachers. He has been a student for more than ten years, and he is very clear about this. At first, he was still a little proud of his status as a teacher, thinking that he could finally Experience the feeling of being a kid king. I really didn't expect that the deviation between reality and imagination would be so great.

It seems that it is necessary to establish a correct concept of students for these brats.

Thinking of this, Iruka's feet fell gently, and at the same time, the corner of the mouth of the blond boy in front of him slowly raised an arc:
"Hee hee hee hee. Hahahaha! Haha."

The little boy couldn't laugh suddenly, because he found that Iruka was stepping on the asphalt floor like this, and walked towards him with a calm face. Before he could react, he had already walked beside him.

"Little ghost, as your class teacher, I will teach you a lesson now."

Iruka bent down, leaned close to the ear of the blond boy, and said sinisterly: "Remember, don't be too happy before the result comes out."

However, Naruto just shrugged his shoulders in disappointment, and then said indifferently: "I know, I know, I will go to the corridor for punishment."

The boy seemed to be accustomed to this, and walked towards the door of the classroom while talking.

"and many more."

The little boy turned his head in astonishment, but saw Iruka looking at him calmly, not like the glare of those village names in the village on weekdays, without any disgust or emotion, but a kind of With an extremely calm gaze, even though he was disgusted by the people around him, he was naturally sensitive to other people's gaze because of being disgusted, he couldn't feel anything in Iruka's gaze that he was familiar with before.

"Who let you out?"

Iruka suddenly grabbed his collar, and then slammed it into the classroom. The blond boy landed on the last row of seats in a bit of embarrassment under this just right force.

"How dare you play a prank on the new head teacher. Don't think that a trivial punishment will be fine. Let me tell you, kid, you are in trouble, you are in big trouble!!"

"Damn, this guy is so powerful!"

The little boy complained in a low voice as if rubbing his butt, and when he heard what Iruka said, he responded unconvincedly: "Hmph, who is afraid of you, you violent teacher."

Slap! ? A strange voice sounded from Iruka's forehead.

"Interesting little devil, hey~ I haven't met such an interesting little devil for a long time. It seems that you are the thorn in this class. Very good, little devil, tell me your name."

Hearing this, the little boy was stunned. He couldn't remember the last time he was asked his name, and he didn't feel Iruka's obvious disgust when the adults in the village saw him. Sensitive, he can clearly feel the difference between Iruka's attitude towards him and others' attitude towards him. Although this is normal for Iruka, it is extremely valuable to him.

Even though he felt that Iruka might be different from other adults, he still said unceremoniously:
"Hmph, my name is Uzumaki Naruto, remember it for me, you violent teacher!"

"Uzumaki Naruto? Very good, I remember you. By the way, it is not a good thing to be remembered by me, because from today on, I will always pay attention to you. If you dissatisfy me a little in the future Hehe... I will make your school days full of memories~"

Iruka showed a sinister smile, which he learned from the teachers he met in his previous student life. As long as the teacher shows this kind of superficial smile, the students will basically feel a sense of fear. Then I don’t know if Naruto is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers or if he didn’t understand Iruka’s face at all, he still coaxed:
"Haha! Who is afraid of whom, if you have the ability, let the horse come here."

The corners of Iruka's eyes twitched suddenly. It seems that if this stunned young man is not cured, this class will not be able to lead. If so...? "Then you will wait and see, and the class will start now."

While thinking about it, Iruka opened the roster. As a new class teacher, the first thing to do is of course introduce himself, and then roughly remember the names of the students he is in charge of.

(End of this chapter)