Hearing Makoto's words, Iruka nodded appreciatively.
"Alright, go write up an early graduation application, and I'll submit it to the Hokage for you."
He paused for a moment, then reminded him, "But let me warn you in advance, early graduation isn't that simple."
"Thank you, Iruka-sensei."
Makoto said with a smile.
There were too many crazy people in the Naruto World, but Iruka was definitely a good person, and he quite liked him.
As he came out of the office, Makoto happened to run into the four girls at the door.
"Oh, you're here so early?"
He glanced around, didn't see Yukino, and asked with a light laugh, "That justice envoy didn't come with you?"
The trio of Yui didn't dare to respond.
After all, they had all witnessed the bloody scene of Makoto killing Sawanaga Taisuke, and they still had some fear of him.
In the end, it was Chizuru who gathered her courage and spoke: "Um... Nishikawa-kun, are you going to apply for early graduation?"
Makoto glanced at her, his eyes seeming to say: 'You already know, so why ask?'
He couldn't be bothered to waste words and prepared to leave.
"Th-That—"
Chizuru quickly followed a step, her voice trembling slightly. "If you move to a new house... could you let us stay there too?"
Makoto stopped walking, turned around, and looked at her.
Yui and Yumiko were stunned, looking at Chizuru in surprise.
They didn't understand how their companion could make such a request… not to mention that Makoto was a boy, but most importantly, he was a murderer!
Chizuru explained quietly: "At least Nishikawa-kun's house only has him as the only boy... the orphanage has a whole group of them."
Hearing this, Yui and Yumiko looked at each other and suddenly felt... that might actually make some sense.
Indeed, by comparison, Makoto's place was indeed more suitable. Plus, there were three girls in his house, one of whom was an elder. He probably... wouldn't dare to do anything reckless, right?
Hearing the whispers of the four girls, Makoto couldn't help but find it amusing.
'Did I agree to let you stay?'
Nishikawa Makoto raised an eyebrow.
'You say you want to stay, so you stay?'
'All of you have been trained on Tiktok or something?'
Yumiko pressed her lips together.
She had long lost that haughty demeanor from the real world. After hesitating for a moment, she spoke: "Th-Then... what if we give you our survivor's benefits?"
The identities the system had assigned them were orphans, so they each received a survivor's benefit every month.
Makoto turned to leave without looking back, 'With that little bit of money, you want to live in my house?'
"Wait!"
Yui panicked and blurted out, "We can cook for you, do the dishes, clean the house... please, take us in!"
Makoto paused.
He turned around, pinched his chin like Kudo Shinichi, and looked at the four girls.
A few seconds later, Nishikawa Makoto spoke slowly: "Alright, but the work won't be that easy. You'll also have to bathe me, polish my shoes, bring me foot-washing water, give me massages... I haven't thought of the rest yet. I'll tell you later."
As soon as he said this, the four girls' faces flushed red.
Yumiko was both angry and anxious.
Although she wasn't a Pure Student, she had grown up in a petit bourgeois family doted on by her parents. She was always at the top of the food chain in her class, a popular kid. When had she ever done this kind of servant work?
She was about to lose her temper when her two best friends tugged at her clothes simultaneously and shook their heads at her.
Yumiko took a deep breath and forcibly swallowed the words on the tip of her tongue.
—She couldn't offend Makoto right now.
'But why did his tone sound so strange when he said 'polish my shoes' just now?'
…
In the end, the two sides reached an agreement and went back to the classroom together.
As soon as Makoto sat down, the Aizono sisters, who had been waiting for him in the classroom, leaned in from both sides and took his arms.
Yumiko glanced at them and couldn't help but mutter quietly: "Do they even need us to serve him?"
Makoto ignored her complaint, broke free from the sisters' clinginess, and began writing his early graduation application.
He had already discussed this with Kayoko last night.
That same noon, the application was delivered to Hiruzen's desk.
Hiruzen picked it up and looked at the title… [The Sun of the Ninja World - Grandpa Third Hokage].
He was slightly stunned, then the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled upward.
'This kid... his graduation application is quite interesting.'
He continued reading.
In the opening part, Makoto explained his reason for wanting early graduation… to start working as soon as possible and lighten the burden on his foster mother, Aizono Kayoko.
The remaining thousand-plus words were all praise for Sarutobi Hiruzen.
In the text, Makoto called Hiruzen not only 'the sun of Konoha' but also 'the sun of the entire Ninja World', who would surely accomplish the great feat that even the First Hokage had never achieved… unifying the Ninja World.
Then, he belittled the Uchiha Clan as worthless, claiming that these people didn't understand the grace of Grandpa Third Hokage at all, and that being wiped out by Uchiha Itachi was what they deserved.
With these pests around, how could Konoha be improved?!
Finally, Makoto wrote at the end—
"The grace of Grandpa Third Hokage can never be repaid."
Seeing this, Hiruzen's mouth had already turned into a Nike logo.
Iruka, standing in front of the desk, watched in bewilderment.
He was really curious about what Makoto had written to make the Hokage-sama so happy.
"Iruka." Hiruzen put down the application and looked at him.
"Yes."
"That kid... does he want to move into a new house?"
Hiruzen stroked his beard. "It just so happens that quite a few houses have opened up in the Uchiha District. Let him go pick one out."
He paused for a moment, then added: "Such an honest child deserves a good reward."
After reading this application, Hiruzen had already classified Makoto as 'direct line' in his heart.
It was a pity that the Sannin weren't in the village right now, otherwise, he would have wanted Jiraiya to take this kid as his disciple.
...
Uchiha Sasuke was still recuperating and hadn't come to school.
And the news of Makoto's early graduation application had already spread throughout the entire school.
Even Sakura, who was preoccupied with Sasuke, couldn't help but glance at Makoto a few more times today.
Near the end of the school day, Iruka announced from the podium: "Makoto, go to the Uchiha District after school. Hokage-sama has specially approved for you to choose a house there."
As soon as he said this, the whole class erupted.
Especially Yui and the other three who had made the 'deal' with Nishikawa Makoto this morning… they thought Nishikawa Makoto would have to wait at least a few years to buy a house, but he was getting one the same day?
They all wondered what was going on.
Makoto was also a little surprised, but quickly regained his composure.
'It seemed that little essay had worked well.'
You could only say that in any world, flattery never fails.
"This is great, Makoto! We have a new house!"
Airi grabbed Makoto's left arm, while Marina on the other side, unwilling to be outdone, grabbed his right arm.
"Quiet!"
Iruka glared at the Aizono sisters.
'Couldn't they give some respect for their single teacher?'
The two sisters stuck out their tongues and finally settled down.
Iruka turned to Makoto: "Makoto, although Hokage-sama has approved your early graduation application, there's still a practical test. Come to school an hour early tomorrow morning. Hokage-sama will send someone to test you."
"Understood." Makoto nodded.
Just then, the dismissal bell rang.
"Alright, school's out." Iruka packed up his teaching materials and turned to leave the classroom.
Makoto stood up: "Let's go."
The Aizono sisters followed behind him with smiles on their faces.
Makoto also crooked his finger at Yui and the other three.
The four girls looked at each other and silently followed.
Watching this scene, quite a few boys in the classroom cast complicated glances his way.
'Damn, it felt like the number of beautiful girls around this guy was growing.'
Tomoya felt a sourness in his heart and could only comfort himself: 'He just transmigrated two years earlier than me... I, I can do it too, someday.'