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'And isn't this post even better than what you could've hoped for?'

The principal's words rang short and bitter to his memory, but just as he had brutally repressed the urge to retort to the Hyuuga woman only mere minutes before, so did Fubuki Shinratsu continue to carefully maintain the calm facade needed to ensure continued hospitality from a foreign country as he strode swiftly down the Academy halls. After all, allied nation or not -- former ally, corrected his mind -- the Kage-regent was not a man with whom one should conduct business with half-heartedly. The innocent years that allowed for mischief was over the moment he left Iwa -- again a delusion, corrected his mind, for that had been the fate decreed since he first departed his native Kiri -- but if this was a dangerous political game the Nara Kage was preparing the grand stage for, then all the more he would have to be careful to ensure he is not robbed of secrets.

No. Absolutely not. Despite the event of circumstance, as ridiculous as it had been, he would not allow himself to be called traitor twice.

But then what is there to ascertain he is not already playing into the Nara regent's trap?

The arm that supported the folder that held the day's assignment crushed the envelope tighter to his body.

Cold, he felt cold... Always, in this place...in this village...he felt colder than he should. Even though Konohagakure, by the exception of a singular nation, was among the warmest of the globe. But could it be?

Could this be what that Nara is plotting?

He stopped in front of the classroom door, his fingers hovering upon the screen slider.

How absolutely ridiculous.

With a swift motion, he slid open the door.

A honor? That Hyuuga woman was delusional.

"Good morning. I see many of you have arrived early."

He would absolutely not allow himself to grow attached a third time.

Notwen Kenkomishi

Level 1 ~ Hp: 10 ~ Cp: 9 ~ MHp: 10

Notwen was surprised at how fast everything seemed to take place. After he and the other four newcomers had gathered, another male academy student escorted them down the hall and into the classroom. Once there, the room became a beehive of excitement. The owner of the voice that he had heard just briefly a few minutes earlier in the hallway telling those who could see the direction of the class was now under fire from Miyuki, who had introduced all the new students, and Sai. Apparently he had suggested that all the newcomers introduce themselves without introducing himself. Ultimately the older boy introduced himself as Inechi Shironaegi, preferably Shiro.

While that exchange was going on, two others had entered the room. The first individual came in and sat down at a desk Notwen perceived was somewhere around the back of the room, though he was not alone since two puppies were now running around people's ankles and yipping away playfully. One went in the direction the silent person went in while the other scampered over to where Miyuki had taken her seat. Another boy came in shortly after, muttering something about not being that much taller, and proceeded to head in the direction the second puppy had gone and began conversing with Miyuki. Sorain had found himself a seat somewhere near the front of the room, leaving himself and Sanyo the last two left standing.
"Thanks for standing by me all this time, Sanyo." he managed to whisper to her just before a piece of paper landed in front of the two of them. Before he could make any other moves the door opened again, but instead of hearing another young voice, Notwen was surprised to hear a male adult. The sound of it made his heart skip a beat. A female student said good morning, adding sensei to the end of her salutation and causing the dark-skinned boy go rigid. "G-good morning, Sensei..." he managed to say.

Miyuki had just settled down into her seat when a projectile collided with the back of her head. “Ouch,” the young girl grumbled while turning around to look for the culprit. She scanned the room until she seen what looked to be the guilty face of Sorain. ‘That guy,’ the girl glared towards the young boy for several minutes before being distracted by the classroom door being opened. At that moment, the young boy Notwen leaned over whispering a thank you for standing by his side. However, he called her by the name Sanyo instead. "My name is Miyuki?" She looked at him questioningly. Of course, she couldn't be too mean to him seeing as he couldn't put a name to a face in his situation. The young girl returned her attention to the door quickly. This person seemed to be much older than anybody else here in the classroom. This was undoubtedly the instructor of the academy.

‘Finally,’ Miyuki felt somewhat relieved of the situation. She could forget about all of the irritating things that had happened so far and attempt to concentrate on solely her studies. “Good morning, Sensei!” Miyuki chimed happily; however, her tone for the class quickly changed when the instructor seemed very sullen and hateful. Why choose such a profession if you are going to act in such a manner.

Miyuki shrugged it off holding her head in her left palm.

Sorain looked up in shock as the paper glider ripped into tiny shards and rained down like snow onto the floor. Gulping once, Sorain turned his attention to the head of the class where the Sensai was standing. "Did he do that? He didn't even use any hand seals" he thought to himself as he sat upright in his seat. The class hadn't even started yet and already he was being looked at like a bad egg, but in his defense they had all been here for little over an hour, and it was, for most of them at least, the first day of training. It should be expected that kids their age would be lacking in the area of patience.

Plwase ignore, cell glitched a post from last night.

Sai stifled a sigh, homework already? They hadn't even gotten into the first of lessons and they were receiving homework... Shrugging off his internal complaint, he reached down with lazy fingers pulling out a notebook from his bag and a pencil from his pocket. Scribbling the assignment quickly onto the first blank page in his messy hand writing, he turned his eyes back onto the principal and raised his hand, "Excuse me, sir... What is the agenda for today?" He questioned, hoping that it might inspire the man to begin the class already.

The boy immediately went for his bag, then stopped. Kalmet glanced up at the teacher, his expression showing slight confusion, his head tilting to the side. 'Why do we need to get paper out,' He thought. 'For the homework?' He shrugged and got it out anyway, on the off chance he would need it later. One of the kids from earlier blurted out about the lesson plan, causing Remus to look at him and bark happily. Kalmet smiled and patted the dog until he was quiet, taking no longer than a few seconds.

“Take out a piece of paper.”

Miyuki quickly complied pulling a small notebook from one of the pouches on her legs, as well as a writing utensil. She looked intently towards their sensei awaiting his orders. This would be the first assignment that he assigned to the class. It was his first impression on the kids that were in his classroom. The young girl had to make sure that her work was extremely impressive. She was well aware that her physical prowess was lacking, so she had to prove that she was capable in other manners.

“This is your homework assignment for tonight: I want to see a three paragraph essay of why you are here.”

‘That is it?’ Miyuki smirked while watching as everyone began to express their disappointment at the sentiment of having homework. After a few moments, Sai began to ask sensei about the agenda for today. He had been standing at the information bulletin with the entire group not long ago. Had he really not taken a look or perhaps, he had another reason for his actions?