Naruto: Power in Play

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

"Good morning children." The homeroom teacher, Soda, greeted. "I hope everyone has taken the time to read up on your history book like I instructed. We'll be having a little test that will count towards your first semester scores today."

The classroom responded with a collective groan. Ando himself was frowning. One of the few subjects that he quickly grew to hate was history. He found it... pointless. a collection of skewed facts that he was certain he'd never need. He doubted the authenticity of the information in their textbooks, suspecting it was heavily redacted to fit certain narratives.

Despite his apparent drive and mature look, Ando was actually quite lazy. When he did not like something, he would seldom find the motivation do it. Which was why he actually sucked at history.

Shaking off his reservations, Ando accepted the exam paper and began working through the questions. However, his frustration grew as he found himself drawing blanks on most of them. He glanced around, trying to find the opportunity to glean answers from a classmate. But the fact that he was a loner showed its downsides—there was no one within reach. Resigned, Ando scribbled down whatever came to mind, managing to answer only a handful of questions.

"Those who finish early, bring your papers up and claim your monthly AP credits," Soda announced, his tone almost sounded cheerful.

At the mention of AP credits, Ando's interest piqued. Dropping his pencil, he locked eyes with Soda, noticing a twinkle of amusement in the teacher's eyes.

Without hesitation, he strode to the front and handed in his paper. "Done, sir."

Soda looked at the half blank paper and looked at Ando with a critical eye. "You know those papers are going to count towards your final grade, right?"

"History isn't the only subject that matters, sir."

Soda actually chuckled upon hearing his answer. The teacher took Ando's student card and gave him the promised 100 AP. "Don't go around spending them all at once kid."

Ando looked at the teacher, nodded, and then turned towards the classroom.

"Any of you weaklings who feel like they can take me on, I'll be waiting for you at the sparing field. I'm willing to bet 50AP against all the 100AP I have here!"

With that challenge thrown, Ando resolutely walked out of the classroom. Soda's eyes were glued to his back as he left, with an inscrutable glint flashing in them. He then turned towards the stunned room and smirked.

"Well, are you going to let him talk to you all like that?"

Outside, seated on a bench, Ando reflected on his time at the academy. Time was moving pretty fast when one had fallen into a routine. Between training, fighting, and learning, Ando had little time to watch the time pass by. And in the blink of an eye, a month has passed. It has exactly been one month since he left the orphanage. A month since he had his head bashed in by a random Inuzuka clan kid.

Ando did not forget that day. He used that memory as fuel to push himself forwards in his daily training. For the average student, one month might not mean much, but Ando was no average student.

Level: 8

Age: 8

HP: 290/290 [14/30mn]

CP: 312/312 [15.4/30mn]

Vitality: 14

Stamina: 17