Starting with the troublemakers of Konoha, the pressure extends throughout the entire ninja world.

Ever since Kushina Uzumaki made a name for herself.

The window seat in the back row became a forbidden spot in the class.

Basically, no one passes by them all day.

There were a few guys who tortured Minato Namikaze before, but now they're all gone.

The reason is not complicated.

Those Konoha villagers who lay on the ground that day still remember the feeling of the fist wind sweeping across their cheeks.

Three punches shatter the soul of Konoha, sir, I am Uzumaki.

Some who hadn't lain down in the bed also filled in the details in their classmates' descriptions.

Of course, Minato Namikaze, with his good temper, can be bullied at will.

If we add another transfer student who can throw people like tomatoes...

No one wants to risk their spine to test the limits of blood peppers during break time.

But Qingyu felt that he was the real victim, compared to these troublemakers in Konoha.

Ever since that day when Kushina Uzumaki stole Minato's position.

He was never able to stay in his seat peacefully for another day.

The two of them were constantly vying for dominance, causing chaos and turmoil over trivial matters.

Kushina Uzumaki seemed to have her meridians opened by Aoba's words.

She then began her life of unbridled indulgence.

If it's something you like, then grab it.

This is her understanding of Qingyu's words!

Moreover, he immediately stuffed a pen from Qingyu's desk into his pocket.

Minato Namikaze, of course, was not to be outdone; he had been sitting next to Aoba since the very first day of school.

This position was earned through countless pressures from Qingyu.

He endured so many harsh words from the little orphan yellow hedgehog before finally gaining a true friend.

Why should a red-haired guy who just transferred here be able to steal it from me?

Every time the two met in the classroom, the first thing they did was not to greet each other, but to see who could sit next to Qingyu first.

In the end, Qingyu chose to sit between the two.

"Have you made enough noise? If you keep arguing, I'll throw you both out."

[Detection of mental stress exerted on Minato Namikaze by the host]

[Pressure value +110.]

[Detection indicates that the host is exerting mental stress on "Kushina Uzumaki"]

[Pressure value +120.]

[Received: Spatial Perception Talent Fragment x50, Sealing Technique Talent Fragment x50]

Minato remained silent for a moment.

Kushina snorted and turned her head away.

The two of them have indeed stopped arguing.

But Qingyu soon discovered that after the seating issue was resolved, a new problem arose.

At mealtime, two bento boxes are opened in front of him at the same time.

The craftsmanship of the water gate is as solid as ever.

The rice balls were kneaded tightly, the grilled fish was cooked to perfection, and the side dishes were arranged in textbook colors.

Kushina was a beginner, so the rice balls weren't very uniform in size, and one side of the grilled fish was slightly burnt, but she chose more expensive ingredients to make up for the lack of skill.

From that day on, an arms race with Qingyu's stomach as the battlefield officially began.

Today Minato added beef chunks to his rice ball, and tomorrow Kushina will stuff abalone into her bento box.

Today Minato changed to a better soy sauce, and tomorrow Kushina will go to Mito Uzumaki to borrow the secret broth recipe.

Qingyu would look down at the overflowing bowl of food in her bowl each time.

There's a fried shrimp on the left and a piece of grilled eel on the right.

Both of them were watching him, waiting to see who would serve him the food first.

Won.

He saw that word in each other's eyes.

It was supposed to be feeding him, but it turned into a competition.

Junji Ito stood on the podium, writing the hand seals for the Three Bodies Technique on the blackboard.

His gaze remained a safe distance from the three people in the back row.

When a student in the class raised their hand to ask why no one was paying attention to the students in the back row, Junji Ito didn't even turn his head.

Without turning his head, Junji Ito said that the fifth-grade practical class was short of a sparring partner, and if you were interested, he could help you sign up.

The person who raised their hand lowered it.

Ninjas during the Warring States period struggled to survive in the cracks.

He, a Chunin teacher, struggles to survive on the edge of a battlefield.

The reason is the same.

Now that someone has taken away the hot potato for him, Junji Ito is overjoyed.

Even after the Hokage tried to hold him accountable, he couldn't be caught.

Meanwhile, in the Hokage's office.

Danzo Shimura slapped the Third Hokage's desk.

"Hiruzen! Look what this Jinchuriki has done! It's only been a few days since school started, and she's already beaten up half the class!"

"Such a willful and capricious Jinchuriki—as the Root of Konoha, I must strike hard!"

"This kind of destabilizing factor should be left to my roots!"

Koharu Utatane and Erokazu Mito both frowned almost simultaneously.

"Stop saying those angry words here, don't let them reach Lord Mito's ears." Koharu's voice was soft, but her tone was not.

Menyan adjusted his glasses: "Lady Mito was also a Jinchūriki. She sacrificed so many years for Konoha. Is this how we treat her clan?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi breathed a slight sigh of relief behind the smoke.

Fortunately, Men Yan and Xiao Chun knew their limits.

At that time, Hiruzen Sarutobi wanted to send his Jinchuriki to the Ninja Academy.

They both complained about the trouble, but they knew very well how important this matter was.

When he first became Hokage, Lady Mito gave him tremendous help.

If the jinchūriki is handed over to Danzo because of a fight between children.

Without Mito even saying a word, he himself would no longer be the Hokage.

This matter is not a question of right or wrong from beginning to end, but rather a question of the village's attitude towards the next generation of Jinchūriki.

The third generation exhaled a puff of smoke, looking at his old friend of several decades in front of him.

"Danzo, what they said makes sense. The Jinchuriki has just arrived in the village."

"It's normal to have some minor disputes with villagers if you don't know the village's situation very well."

"What we need to do is guide the Jinchuriki onto the right path, not train her to be a tool of war."

Danzo's face gradually darkened after the thick smoke dissipated.

"Hiruzen, you'll regret this!"

"If she can lay a hand on those villagers today, she could lay a hand on us tomorrow!"

Danzo Shimura knew all too well what the Nine-Tails' power meant for the village.

Jinchuriki are weapons, and weapons do not need the Will of Fire.

All you need to do is hold the weapon in your hand!

"Enough, Danzo! I am the Hokage!"

"Jinchūriki need our guidance. As long as we fill the Jinchūriki's heart with love and the Will of Fire, she will not attack us."

Danzo's response was to slam the door shut.

The office fell silent again.

Koharu and Homura exchanged a glance and got up to leave, leaving the time and space to the Third Generation.

The third generation placed the pipe beside the ashtray and rubbed his temples.

He had previously worried that the child was too introverted and would be bullied.

Now I'm not worried about being introverted anymore.

Her new nickname has changed from "Tomato Spirit" to "Bloody Red Chili Pepper," and she's beaten up most of the class.

The parents of the beaten students kept coming to complain, almost wearing down the threshold of the ninja school.

Is he worried?

There are some.

However, having her beat everyone into submission is also a way to integrate into Konoha.

He couldn't tell anyone this.

The importance of a Jinchūriki to a village is self-evident.

Let's make things a little harder for the villagers; it's a matter of national importance, and I'm sure everyone will understand.