Сhapter 4

I approached the implementation of my plan thoroughly… A few days choosing the right performers. Fortunately, in my class there really were a lot of very badass guys from the families of ordinary people, merchants or aristocrats of the ordinary world. They were just the contingent that I was not afraid to provoke. And what's really there, it was these guys who did not have any prospects in the work of Shinobi, and graduated from the academy itself, for the most part, just for the sake of status, they could arrange some kind of mess out of the blue.

Moreover, because of Naruto's behavior, he often clashed with some of his classmates. That's just if earlier these conflicts ended in a fight ... then the fight turned out to be ambiguous. For Naruto, though he got in the face, but because of his natural endurance and some kind of physical training, he still managed to beat up his opponent or opponents.

And in general, these fights took place almost imperceptibly for the eyes of others. On Naruto, everything healed in record time, and the boy's classmates simply did not receive any serious wounds, because of which they would have to worry ... This time I planned to do everything a little differently. And to begin with, I needed to properly start a bunch of borderless guys, whom the last Naruto had already brought to the fight more than once.

Fortunately, it was not so difficult to surpass the achievements of a six-year-old boy in this field. All that was required was to wait for the "moral leader" of this group to go to the toilet… Then resort to the standard joke from American films – to dip the child's head into the toilet. Which was really insulting for my victim, but not traumatic in any way, because of which there would be nothing to show me in case of anything.… In an extreme case, I could blame everything on a simple joke, stating at the same time that I never got to the realization of this joke.

It's not much of an excuse, especially since the administration of the academy will still not be on my side if anything happens. But I still shouldn't have worried about my reputation or something like that in this regard. Naruto has already been known as a terrible hooligan, a rowdy and a joker ... and all because of the damned hyperactivity, which even I do not always manage to fight.

Well, it's not the point, the main thing is that I turned my "joke" just perfectly. And the leader of the local hooligans was angered and humiliated to the limit, and he showed the rest of the guys from his group a picture… Although they themselves ran to the cry of their leader, which is why I was almost squeezed in the men's toilet of the Shinobi academy. Which would be well, very undesirable… Still, there were not so many people near such a place. And if I was ready for beatings from the kids, on the whole, I was ready… Then I somehow didn't want to repeat the fate of my recent victim at all.

I had to tear my claws, at the same time rejoicing that my future opponents did not immediately realize what had happened. It was their delay that allowed me to finally break out into the corridor…

- Stop, you mustachioed bastard! - Where I was overtaken by not the most flattering words in my address. But I certainly wasn't going to follow the instructions I received. Rather, on the contrary, he accelerated, leaving four boys behind him… Well, there it was really a matter of technique - to demonstrate all this chase to the maximum crowd of people who so successfully stopped in the corridors during recess.

Although, to be honest, at that moment I was not happy about this crowd at all. I already barely had time to run away from the tops of evil boys, and then there were sudden obstacles blocking my way... Fortunately, Naruto didn't miss physical training lessons so often, otherwise I could have fallen into the evil paws of hooligans much like before… Well, even though I managed to get out of breath in less than three minutes of escape, which is unusual for me in itself, but I still ran along the planned route.

At the same time, he informed the teachers through the third hand about such a grandiose chase within the walls of the academy. Which was very convenient, because as soon as I "accidentally stumbled", four boys literally ran into me with fists and kicks. But they also managed to run out of steam, which is why their pressure has subsided a little… At least some joy, because otherwise I was very specifically namyali sides. Of course, I tried to somehow protect my head and groin, but it didn't save me too much from very painful and just insulting blows and kicks in my direction.

At some point, I even realized that I would definitely not leave this beating without revenge. Of course, my opponents were the kids, whom I provoked myself, but the resentment and pain raging in my chest was still worth taking out on someone… I was particularly annoyed by one little bastard who decided to spit in my direction without stopping my beating… That's another humiliation, I'll tell you. Fortunately, one of the teachers of the academy, who did not even teach our class any lessons, very quickly intervened in the brawl.

So, the company of small bullies was scattered and punished without any trial and investigation, and I was sent to the local infirmary to treat bruises and abrasions… Not that anyone was seriously going to treat me there. So, they smeared the wounds with a kind of herbal analogue of green, and bandaged my head, on which small pests still drove me a couple of times. Otherwise, I received an unscheduled release for the rest of the day, and my joke, which caused the fight, was never made public.

I don't know what exactly was done there in the end with the company of clannless guys from my class, but the additional punishment for my prank never caught up with me. Well, at least they let me go from all the following lessons without any problems… Which was very helpful. Because I really got it not weakly, and the mood was not to hell. For although I realized my plan, I somehow did not feel much pleasure from this fact. Only aching pain from bruises and bruises, of which there were even more than I originally expected.

And yet, very soon I began to be tormented by hunger, hinting that without the necessary "building materials" my body does not really want to regenerate… Yeah, I somehow didn't think about that, which is why, in the end, I had to spend some money by going into the already familiar for Naruto Icheraku-ramen. Because I didn't have any ready-made food at home, and I shouldn't have delayed with a snack in any way. And yes, two full plates of very intense soup, which could be considered a local ramen, were exactly what a snack was for me.

Then, when I returned home, and the pain from the wounds began to fade, I still had to cook the already familiar rice and fry fish. Because hunger was tormenting me especially clearly that day, and I wasn't going to go out anywhere. And I'm already tired of having a sad, angry and offended face for possible observers… Why, I even "cried" a little into my pillow before going to bed, succumbing to my own paranoia.

But, tomorrow I planned to show up at the library "on a wave of enthusiasm" in search of the information I was interested in. Fortunately, now I have a really serious reason for such actions. Still, if Naruto was beaten before, it was not so much and violently. Previously, as a rule, a couple of hours was enough for Tom to fully recover after a fight. This time I really had a lot of injuries, and some of them can even be considered quite severe…

It seems that I could even have a couple of cracks in my bones. Because my ribs hurt that day until the evening. And in the morning, some discomfort was still felt ... Although, perhaps, it was all about really extensive hematomas that were left behind by kicks with knees of children who could not restrain themselves in any way… Well, not the point, the main thing is that some traces of yesterday's fight were visible on me very clearly.

And this is good, such a demonstration of my combat wounds for the same Iruka will definitely not be superfluous. And the company of my detractors, seeing that I really got a good one, had to slow down a little... I'm sure they hardly want to run into another beating from teachers. And here even the offense of their leader will have little effect. Still, punishments at the Shinobi academy can be very cruel…