"It's so boring... What is he even talking about..." Dave lay on the table like a salted fish, staring at his old man passionately lecturing on the podium. His heart was filled with endless sadness... When would this end?
In his previous life, he'd finally escaped nine years of compulsory education and six years of elite slacker high school. Now, he was starting all over again...
"Hiruzen, don't you think his lecture is boring?" Dave glanced at the excited Sarutobi Hiruzen and asked exasperatedly.
"No, I think the teacher's lecture is great! I'll use all my energy to learn! I must not let the teacher down!" Hiruzen said with burning enthusiasm.
"You're hopeless. Danzo, what about you?" Dave rolled his eyes at him, then turned to Shimura Danzo on the other side and asked.
"Hmph, the teacher is working so hard to explain things to us—how can you slack off like this? How will you protect Konoha in the future?" Danzo snorted, his face screaming "I'm all for Konoha."
"Ah!! You two are hopeless!!" Dave banged his head on the table and groaned in frustration.
"Danzo, let's switch seats. I want to sit next to that girl." Dave's eyes suddenly lit up as he spotted a very pretty girl sitting beside Danzo, and he quickly said to him.
He didn't want to get tangled up with these two buddies. He was genuinely afraid he'd get brainwashed one day. If he ended up waving the Will of Fire in one hand while scheming "for the good of Konoha" in the other, his life would be over...
"Hmph, no way!" Danzo snorted coldly.
"Hey! You! Damn it! You're ruining my future!" Dave said angrily.
"Danzo, just switch with Dave." At that moment, Hiruzen spoke up, looking at Danzo with eyes full of hope.
Hiss! The Sarutobi lights were bursting at the seams!
"Okay... fine." Seeing his good friend speak up, Danzo had no choice but to switch.
After switching seats...
"Hello, miss. My name is Senju Dave. What's yours?" Dave looked at the girl beside him and asked with a smile.
"Ah... you... hello. My name is Uchiha Tsukimi. You... don't you hate me...?" The girl was startled to have a new desk mate, especially the teacher's kid. She was surprised at first, then a bit shy and scared as she asked.
"Why would I hate you...? You look so cute. Don't worry about that cold-faced guy you were sitting with before—he's just like that. I'm different." Dave waved it off and said.
Dave had a headache too. Had Danzo already picked up the essence of his old man's hatred for Uchiha since childhood? Wow, how could anyone hate such a cute girl...
"Ah... then... um... hurry up and listen to the teacher's lecture." Relieved that her new desk mate didn't hate her like the previous one, Tsukimi relaxed a bit. But hearing him call her cute made a blush creep back onto her face.
"Tsukimi, don't you think his lecture is boring?" Dave slumped on the table and asked again.
"I don't think so. I find what the teacher says really interesting," Tsukimi said with a smile.
"Hey, what's interesting about a nagging old man droning on..." Dave shot her a hopeless look and muttered.
"Hehe, only you would dare say that, Dave," Tsukimi giggled.
This time, Dave didn't say anything—he just looked at Tsukimi and smiled.
"Um... Dave... why are you looking at me like that...?" Tsukimi blushed under his gaze and asked.
"Heh, you look so pretty and cute when you smile," Dave said with a grin, even reaching out to pinch Tsukimi's soft cheek.
"Eek..." Tsukimi's face instantly turned from cherry pink to magma red, and Dave could practically see steam rising from her head.
On the other side...
"Damn!! Dave is amazing! He just sat down and already won that girl over!" Hiruzen noticed what was happening with Dave and exclaimed, stars in his eyes.
"Hmph? Hmph! You're not focusing! Hiruzen! Listen to the class properly! You have to protect Konoha in the future! How can you act like this!" Danzo noticed his friend's distraction, glanced at Dave, and said disdainfully to Hiruzen.
"Yes, yes!" Hiruzen agreed, but he still sneaked glances at Dave from the corner of his eye. He wanted to learn how Dave did it.
At that moment, Tobirama on the podium also noticed his son.
Suddenly, veins bulged on Tobirama's forehead. He could overlook the seat switch or even flirting with a girl. But flirting with an Uchiha girl? No! He had to give him a stern lesson about the evils of the Uchiha when they got home!
This kid must have been brainwashed by that damn Uchiha Madara! They couldn't be allowed to meet again! My poor child!!
That damn Uchiha Madara!
That damn Senju Tobirama!
At the same time, Uchiha Madara was cursing Tobirama in his heart.
Dave was such a good kid. If he turned out like his damn father, Uchiha Madara would regret it forever. No, he had to find Dave! Keep him away from his father!
....
In the Hokage's office, Hashirama was still laboriously reviewing documents. Thinking of Uchiha Madara's expression earlier, based on his understanding of his best friend, Madara was definitely plotting something. But strangely, Konoha was still peaceful.
The calmer it was, the more worried Hashirama became...
After afternoon classes...
Dave and Tsukimi had progressed to the point where Dave was lounging in Tsukimi's lap while she fed him.
Seeing this, Sarutobi Hiruzen nearly shouted "Teach me, idol!" It made Hiruzen green with envy. Danzo, meanwhile, snorted that Dave definitely wouldn't work hard to protect Konoha in the future.
Tobirama got an even bigger headache watching it. It had only been one day of class, and this kid had already advanced this far with that evil little Uchiha girl...
But it was hard for him to interfere, as it reminded him of his big brother's son.
Back then, his brother's son had fallen for a little girl too.
But to ease relations with the daimyo, Hashirama had forcibly separated the boy from the girl and married him off to the daimyo's daughter.
To this day, the boy was still living in the daimyo's mansion.
He hadn't come back to see Hashirama and Mito in five or six years.
That kid was only about ten years old now...
What a precocious child...
He didn't want to end up like his brother—finally having a son, only for a rift to form over something like this. That would be the end of him.