"Naruto Uzumaki, you actually skipped class and ran out to have a prank?"

On Naruto, looking at Naruto who had just stained the brush with paint and had just started to attack Naruto, Iruka was angry that the other party skipped class and went out to play pranks again, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he came in time this time, and Naruto had not had time to take action, otherwise he would have been called to talk to him again today.

Looking back on the experience of being called to talk to three generations many times because of Naruto's pranks in recent years, Iruka has the urge to cry.

It is obvious that the person who is playing the prank is Naruto, but why is he always implicated by him? He was called to talk to him every now and then. Over the years, his familiarity with the Naruto Building is no longer worse than his own family, okay?!

"Hey? Teacher Iruka, how did you know I'm here? Could it be that someone secretly reported it?"

He was shocked by the sudden appearance of Iruka. Naruto almost smashed the paint bucket in his hand, gasped for a few breaths, calming down his mood of being pounding by Iruka. Naruto began to guess why Iruka could find him so quickly.

"No, right, I remember I didn't tell anyone about my trace?!"

How could he tell others casually when he was doing something like prank? Therefore, this situation of others rumoring about it should not exist.

But if someone hadn't informed him, why would Teacher Iruka find him so promptly? Could it be that Teacher Iruka's real surname is actually Hinata? She rolled her eyes when she was looking for him?!

"Do you think it's necessary to inform others? Naruto, tell me, how many pranks have you done in the past few years, and how many times have you done it on Naruto?"

Iruka tied Naruto up with a rope and sneered, "I have been playing hide-and-seek with you for several years. If I can't guess where you will go to play pranks, wouldn't that be a little stupid?"

It is said that one can learn from one's mistakes. Naruto has done so many pranks, and he has also caught so many times. He has accumulated countless experiences. Now, as long as Naruto is about to make a prank, he can guess where the other party is going to do it.

This is all bloody experience!

"I'm looking like the graduation assessment will begin tomorrow. Do you still have the time to skip classes and run out today?"

Iruka's face was full of regret. Why doesn't this naughty child know the priorities? It's okay to skip classes, but now he's about to graduate and take the exam. How dare he skip classes?

Are you not preparing to graduate?

Iruka walked towards the school with his tied Naruto and the paint bucket angrily. He had to talk about this naughty child carefully today.

Iruka, who was here, carried Naruto away angrily, while the Sandian on the other side also felt relieved when he saw that Naruto was not suffering.

I don’t know what happened, but Naruto’s child was like he was having a fight with Naruto. He made ten pranks, at least five times for Naruto. He had to talk to Iruka every now and then. The most important thing is that all the paint used by this child was provided by Kei Xing!

Since the paint made by Keikawa was really impossible to wipe it off with water, every time Naruto was having a prank on Naruto, he had to ask someone to scrape off a layer of skin. After several years of pranks, the entire Naruto was almost scraped from three-dimensional to flat.

While the third generation was grateful, Iruka also took Naruto into the classroom.

"Teacher Iruka, please put me down quickly!"

Naruto struggled hard, trying to break free from Iruka's shackles. This posture of being tied up by a rope makes people carry goods into the house like they are carrying goods is a little too embarrassing, right?!

"Stay honestly!"

Iruka snorted coldly in anger, then took Naruto as the material and began to teach everyone what to do and what not to do.

Iruka's special lecture lasted for almost an hour before he stopped. When he stopped giving a lecture and announced to everyone that the next assessment of transformation skills would begin, the students in the classroom breathed a sigh of relief.

There are probably not many students in this world who like to talk from teachers, right?!

One student after another passed by Iruka. What made Iruka feel very pleased was that although everyone's level was different, except for Naruto, all the students in the class had passed the transformation technique assessment.

"Naruto, it's your turn..."

Unlocking the rope on Naruto's body, thinking of Naruto's assessment results in the past, Iruka's originally very pleased mood fell to the bottom in an instant.

When will this child improve his exam scores a little? Judging from his current level, tomorrow's graduation is probably a bit unrestrained!

Thinking of Naruto's clamor for being a ninja all day long, Iruka felt a little uncomfortable. Tomorrow's assessment results will probably cause a big blow to this child, right?!

"Teacher Iruka, we are about to graduate tomorrow. On this eve of graduation, I will use the new ninjutsu that I have worked hard to create and complete for you!"

Naruto moved his hands and feet, and after his eyes turned, a smirk suddenly appeared on his face.

In order to retaliate against Iruka for destroying his prank, let Iruka see the secret skill he had worked hard to develop after a long time of hard work. I hope that his Iruka teacher will not lose too much blood.

Before Iruka could refuse, Naruto had already formed a handprint.

Bang—

A ball of white mist exploded from Naruto's body.

Seeing this scene, Iruka shook his head speechlessly. Sure enough, he shouldn't have too much expectations for Naruto. New ninjutsu, etc., isn't this thing just a transformation technique!

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, Iruka saw the scene after the white mist dissipated.

"Well, this...this is..."

Looking at the blonde blue-eyed bikini girl who appeared in the white mist and flirted at him, Iruka only felt a hot feeling coming from her nostrils, and then two lines of nosebleed could not control her.

"Yi~Lu~Ka~Her teacher~"

A sweet and greasy sound rang in the classroom, which made Iruka's nosebleed even more fiercely, but also made a bunch of underage children in the room blush.

“…”

Calm! Calm down! Iruka, you are an excellent teacher in Konoha Village. How could you have a nosebleed in public so embarrassingly?!

Iruka covered her nose with one hand and took several steps back, constantly telling herself that she should calm down and that she must not act too embarrassingly. There are still a bunch of students here.
Chapter completed!