Uchiha Fugaku watched as the clan members left, letting out a deep sigh in his heart. As the clan leader, he naturally understood his clan's temperament, so no matter what these people did, he wouldn't take it to heart. A petty-minded person could never be a clan leader, let alone the leader of the Uchiha family.

The clan members were simply too erratic; just a moment ago, they were serious and urgent, and now they were discussing whether it was good for children to eat fried chicken. Watching Fei Niao walk out alongside a certain elder, who was stuffing a bucket of something into someone else's arms, Uchiha Fugaku sighed once again. Being the clan leader was truly exhausting.

...

At that moment, outside.

Fei Niao had a chicken bone in his mouth, and he turned to Elder Liang Yi beside him, asking softly, “Elder Liang, when are we staging a coup?”

“A coup?” Elder Liang Yi shuddered, glancing at Fei Niao with some alarm. He then warily looked around before lowering his voice and saying, “What the hell, have you all sidelined me?”

“No, we haven’t.”

“Then how come I don’t know about the coup?”

“The Hokage position has never fallen to us; aren’t we going to stage a coup?”

Is the thinking of young people this dangerous now?

Seeing Fei Niao’s curious expression, Elder Liang Yi shook his head vigorously. After covering the bucket of food in his arms, he looked deeply at Fei Niao and said quietly, “Fei Niao, I am your great-grandfather. Although your parents left early, your great-grandfather is still alive. I hope that the next time such dangerous thoughts arise in your heart, you think more about your great-grandfather.”

Hiss!

Fei Niao looked at Elder Liang Yi, whose face was written with the word "refusal," and said softly, “I know you’re my great-grandfather. So, great-grandfather, when are we going to have thoughts of staging a coup?”

What the hell...

Elder Liang Yi shot a glare at Fei Niao. How could this guy be so full of thoughts about a coup? Can’t he just live well? Is it because during the war, all of his companions died, leaving him hollow and lacking love?

Also, he’s 18 years old... it’s about time to get married...

After a moment of silence, he patted Fei Niao on the shoulder, shook his head, and left.

Indeed, a man must have a soft spot; those without a soft spot have such dangerous thoughts.

Watching Elder Liang Yi’s departing figure, Fei Niao stroked his chin with one hand, walking home while recalling the plot from his previous life. Through his probing, he could confirm that the Uchiha clan definitely had no thoughts of staging a coup right now. Although life was a bit uncomfortable, it was completely not worth it to do something like a coup.

Emmm, could it be that Uchiha Fugaku is acting on his own to stage a coup?

As he thought about a conversation he had with a certain elder some time ago, where that elder had revealed some information, Fei Niao squinted his eyes towards the South He Shrine.

[Uchiha Fugaku is a person who sees the future of the Uchiha clan as more important than his own life. Proud of bearing the clan emblem, he is very strict with his friends, family, and himself, and works hard to sacrifice for the prosperity of the Uchiha clan.]

Such a person... probably would have thoughts of staging a coup when he sees no future for his clan, right? After all, the ability to open such eyes indicates that his mentality is somewhat unusual.

It’s better to research how to take action against Danzo.

...

The next day, at the ninja school.

“Iruka!”

A little girl with purple hair faced Iruka, but her eyes occasionally glanced at the door with an expression full of expectation as she asked, “Do you think we’ll be assigned to a team? Who will our instructor be?”

“Not sure.”

Iruka shook his head, then looked at the purple-haired girl and added with anticipation, “It should probably be a Chunin, or maybe even a Special Jonin, or possibly a Jonin.”

“Ha!”

At this moment, an untimely cold laugh came from beside them. A girl with black hair and white eyes looked disdainfully towards the door and slowly said, “The ninja world war isn’t over yet; most Jonin are on missions. How could they possibly be our instructors...”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As soon as she finished speaking, the three of them heard a series of knocking sounds at the door. Before they could react, the classroom door was pushed open from the outside.

Then, a ninja with black short hair, dressed in a black tight combat suit and green Jonin armor, appeared at the door. Holding a piece of paper, he walked towards the podium.

Looking at the seven or eight children seated in the classroom, he glanced down at the list in his hand and called out, “Umino Iruka, Uzuki Yugao, Hyuga Hanabi.”

Seeing the three of them nervously stand up, Fei Niao smiled at them and said, “Follow me.”

Watching the Jonin turn and leave, and the Uchiha clan emblem on his back, Yugao and the others exchanged glances, revealing complex expressions on their faces.

The Uchiha clan... it is well-known in the ninja world that their strength and mentality are inversely proportional.

Seriously...

Although the instructor is a Jonin, they didn’t hope their instructor would be from the Uchiha family.

After Fei Niao led the three little ones to the rooftop, he turned to them and introduced himself, saying, “I’m Uchiha Fei Niao, a battle-type Jonin from Konoha. I like cooked food, and I also enjoy some raw food. My recent hobby is being a reporter, and my dream is to live a safe life for a lifetime. Now it’s your turn to introduce yourselves.”

“Gululu~”

Iruka swallowed hard, taking a small step forward and saying softly, “I... I’m Umino Iruka, just graduated from ninja school. I like... like... I like the ramen made by Uncle Ichiraku, I don’t like mustard, and my hobby is soaking in hot springs. My dream... my dream is to become a teacher.”

Mhm.

Fei Niao nodded and shifted his gaze to the purple-haired girl.

“I’m Uzuki Yugao, just graduated from ninja school. I hate greasy food, my hobby is flower viewing, and my dream...”

At this point, Yugao suddenly felt her face getting a bit hot. She covered her cheeks with both hands and said softly, “Can I not say my dream?”

“Of course!”

“Huh?”

Seeing that her instructor was so easy to talk to, Yugao’s eyes widened in surprise. Is this Uchiha really so easy to talk to?

“And you?”

“I’m Hyuga Hanabi, just graduated from ninja school. I like eating bananas, hate milk, and my hobby is daydreaming. My dream is freedom.”

Looking at the girl with white pupils and the mark on her forehead, Fei Niao instantly understood what she meant by freedom.

A caged bird?

What a tragic person.

Thinking of this, he casually formed a hand sign, then summoned three family buckets and said, “Generally, instructors will give students some boring difficulty tests, like working together with teammates or stealing bells... But I’m different. The way to earn my approval is to finish these three family buckets. If you can’t finish them, I’ll send you back to ninja school because I’m a battle-type ninja, and being your instructor is a task that Lord Hokage forced on me.”

“Is it really that simple??”

The three looked at the family buckets in Fei Niao's hands, disbelief written all over their faces.

This test... is simply...

“Of course, it’s not that simple.”

Saying this, Fei Niao vanished in a flash, and when he reappeared, the three of them saw the Uchiha ninja holding a pile of food...

Milk... mustard... oil...

Seeing these three types of food, the three little ones suddenly felt a bad premonition rising in their hearts.

These are all foods they hate.

Bang!

After biting open a bucket of milk, Fei Niao poured it straight into one of the family buckets.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Watching the family bucket gradually get submerged in milk, Hanabi stood by with tears in her eyes, murmuring to herself, “Enough... enough... really enough... too much...”

After soaking the family bucket in milk, he put on gloves and spread a thick layer of mustard on each chicken leg.

Finally, he took out a brush, dipped it in oil, and flicked it onto the chicken legs.

Ugh!

Looking at the dripping oily chicken legs, Fei Niao couldn’t help but shiver. He then handed the three buckets to the three of them, his face serious as he said, “This is your first lesson from me. Ninjas are not allowed to have food they dislike.”

“Oh, by the way.”

Fei Niao sat on the railing, looking at the three distressed children, as if suddenly remembering something. He continued, “My medical ninjutsu level is very high. Although I once vowed not to use medical ninjutsu anymore, if you three get food poisoning, I can reluctantly treat you. After all, vows are meant to be heard by outsiders.”

“Eat up. Even if you have to go back to ninja school for another year... you must finish today...”

The three looked up at Fei Niao, seeing his serious expression, and then looked down at the food in the bowl, feeling a wave of nausea rising involuntarily.

Milk-soaked honey mustard... what is this...

Honey mustard + unknown oil... will it upset my stomach...?

...

Half a day later.

Ugh~ Ugh~

Yue~ Yue~

Cough~ Cough~ Cough~

Fei Niao, who had already fallen asleep, was awakened by a series of painful groans. He looked at the three in pain on the rooftop and then at the empty buckets in front of them, a smile appearing on his lips as he said, “Congratulations, you are now qualified Genin.”

“Um... um, Teacher... my stomach hurts a lot...”

Hearing this, he jumped down from the railing to where Uzuki Yugao was kneeling on the ground, looking in pain. Fei Niao’s palm emitted a green glow as he pressed it against her stomach.

After a moment, he awkwardly scratched his head and murmured, “Those shady outsiders, I said to bring me any kind of bulk oil, yet you gave me fish oil.”

Looking at Uzuki Yugao’s gradually calming expression, he took off his combat suit and tied it around her waist. Then, he patted Yugao on the head and said apologetically, “Well, because you ate fish oil, it caused your stomach to not absorb the oil, and you’ll likely have diarrhea. You should go sit in the school restroom for a while, and I’ll take you home tonight. By the way, don’t touch the oil stains on your butt; it’s hard to wash off.”

Upon hearing this, Yugao looked at Uchiha Fei Niao with some confusion, not understanding why he tied his combat suit around her waist.

Oil stains on my butt...

In the end, she couldn’t resist her curiosity and reached back to touch it...

“So much oil...”

Uzuki Yugao stared at her oily hand for a long time in silence.

After a moment, she raised her head and looked at Fei Niao with a wronged expression before turning and running towards the restroom without looking back.

“You drank too much milk; go sit in the restroom for a while...”

“You ate too much mustard, so you don’t need to go to the restroom. Just remember to buy a bottle of glycerin suppository at the hospital; you’ll feel very uncomfortable in the restroom tomorrow.”

After treating the remaining two students, Fei Niao wiped the sweat from his forehead and gazed at the setting sun, muttering to himself, “Being a teacher is really exhausting; it’s only just begun, and I’m already feeling claustrophobic.”