In Konoha, at the start, Hinata was given the Tenseigan.

Having received a response from the girl with glasses, Samui regained her boss-like demeanor.

Heading up the corridor on the third floor, I prepared to catch those two little guys and thank them properly.

Yes, thank you so much.

Of course, it would be only natural to teach these naughty students a lesson on behalf of Konoha as well...

At this time, the fog on campus gradually thickened, and visibility became increasingly low.

As the two walked, a row of brooms against the wall along the corridor ahead stood as neatly spaced as soldiers in formation.

"Why do we keep running into these things again?"

Samui's heart skipped a beat. This school was too eerie; the more common something was, the more terrifying it seemed.

She didn't want to be dragged into that cycle again.

Suddenly, his clothes tightened. Samui turned around and looked.

Little Cloud Rabbit tugged at her clothes, looking like it was about to cry: "Sister Yi, there's...there's one behind too, it's following us."

Samyi stared intently, and sure enough, the broom they had encountered on the second floor had followed them up to the third floor.

"Get out of here, you charlatan!"

"Cloud Flow - Flying Blade!"

Several blades flashed and plowed fiercely behind him.

It dispersed the large swath of fog that had come from the road.

The broom lying on the ground was broken into several pieces.

"Hmph! Let's go, ignore these things."

"These are just common cleaning tools found in the ninja academy."

Samui snorted coldly, did not move aside, and pulled the girl with glasses past the "soldiers".

The air was thick with mist, and the windows of the classrooms along the corridor were covered with water droplets.

It was impossible to see inside the classroom through the window.

We can only open and observe one room at a time.

"Where did those two kids who came up before us go?" Samui frowned.

"I don't know either. After coming up to the third floor, I didn't see anyone else."

"They were carrying small buckets, so they were probably going to clean. Maybe they were in one of the classrooms here, or maybe they went up to a higher floor."

The girl with glasses followed Samui closely, occasionally stealing a glance behind her.

With her keen senses, she always felt as if many unknown things were following behind her.

"Sister Yi, why don't we leave here first? This school is terrifying. Is this really still the Konoha Ninja Academy?"

"I always feel like something is following us."

The girl with glasses spoke in a trembling voice.

As a sensory ninja, she is not afraid of snakes, insects, or mosquitoes; what she fears most are these mysterious and undetectable things.

"Pshaw, what's so scary about it? Ordinary cleaning supplies can't kill us, can they? I'm not afraid this school is too weird, I'm afraid it's too ordinary."

To encourage the girl with glasses, Samui turned around and peered behind her.

As they parted the fog, they saw countless brooms standing upright, hopping towards them in a frenzy.

The number is even greater than what we saw in the first half of the corridor.

"idiot!"

Even the relatively calm and daring Samui was startled.

But the next moment, her fighting instincts made her quickly draw the ninja sword from her waist.

"Cloud Flow - Flying Blade!"

A sharper flash of light appeared, causing logs to jump and straw to fly.

The densely packed brooms were instantly torn to pieces and lay scattered haphazardly on the ground.

"Hmph! Done! I'll cut off as many as you bring in."

Samui sheathed his ninja sword, turned around, clapped his hands, and instantly destroyed the source of fear, feeling a small sense of accomplishment.

"Sister Yi, could you please stop saying things that invite hatred?"

The girl with glasses cried.

"What's wrong? Didn't I solve it?"

Samui was taken aback. The next second, the rustling sound behind him grew louder and louder.

Look back.

Good guy!

These brooms, chopped into pieces and broken into several sections, have come together again.

It's been restored.

The next moment, they all rushed over, jumping and skipping.

"What on earth is this thing?"

A flash of light, and it was another scene after a storm.

But it recovered after a short while.

After several attempts, Samui's hand holding the knife began to tremble.

He meows!

Just when you've escaped one cycle, you're plunged into another endless one.

These brooms are not very harmful to people, but they are extremely insulting.

Endless.

If we keep going like this, we'll run out of energy.

"run!"

Without saying a word, Samui quickly pulled the girl with glasses and ran to the other side of the corridor.

This infinite loop, like the stairs before it, must have a way to be solved.

They cannot be restored.

However, we must maintain some distance and give them some time to find them.

The two ran wildly, their footsteps echoing clearly in the quiet campus corridor.

And behind him, a dense rustling sound.

Just then, a faint light appeared in a classroom ahead of the fog, and the dense figures inside could be vaguely seen.

"Then, let's take a look at this acupoint."

The sound of a teacher giving a lesson could be heard.

"Someone!"

The two were overjoyed, like parched land receiving rain. The presence of other humans in this eerie, lifeless campus, whether enemies or friends, was a reassuring and welcome piece of good news.

Neither of them, especially Samui, realized that their mindset during their secret visit to the ninja academy had been subtly changing under the influence of this atmosphere.

He quickly slipped into the classroom.

Close the door.

Outside the door, a rustling sound rushed past quickly and gradually faded into the distance.

"Hu~~"

Leaning against the door, I let out a heavy sigh of relief, finally having escaped those troublesome things.

"Who are you? New teachers?"

Upon hearing this, the two looked up.

Ahead, the dim light only illuminated the podium.

The teacher who was giving the lecture looked at them with a puzzled expression.

"They are indeed real human beings."

The two exchanged a slightly excited glance.

The next moment, he remembered his purpose: he was a member of the Cloud Village delegation, not some new teacher.

Thankfully, I didn't wear the Cloud Village headband.

But since this teacher doesn't recognize them, perhaps...

Here, one has to admire Konoha.