KONOHAMARU SHIPPUDEN

Konohamaru scratched his head, leaning back in his small wooden chair, his eyes drifting to the dusty window of the classroom. The sun was high, casting a warm glow over the village of Konoha, but inside the academy, time seemed to move as slowly as a turtle.

It had been a month since he started at the "kindergarten ninja" academy, and the initial excitement had long worn off. The classroom, once a world of possibility, now felt like a prison of repetition and boredom.

"If only I could just hang a hammock in here," he muttered to himself, "at least I could get some shut-eye."

Unfortunately, such a request was met with a stern refusal from his teacher, Kosubo Sensei. "Academy rules forbid students from bringing in personal belongings that could distract them from their studies," he explained. "You must learn to focus on the task at hand, Konohamaru."

Konohamaru sighed in frustration. He glanced out the window, his gaze falling upon the lush green trees. The freedom and exhilaration of the outside world called to him, beckoning him to escape this suffocating classroom. Just then, Kosubo Sensei entered the classroom and silenced the chatter.

"Good morning, class," Kosubo said, her fair skin contrasting with the dark wooden panels of the room. Her light green eyes scanned the room, and her voice echoed through the hushed hall.

The students, who had been murmuring softly among themselves, fell silent, their attention immediately drawn to her. "Please, everyone, rise and greet your sensei with a proper bow."

The students, obedient and respectful, stood in unison. They bowed deeply, their voices chorused in harmony, "Good morning, Sensei Kosubo!"

Kosubo smiled, a warm and reassuring expression that seemed to light up the room. "Please be seated," she said, and the students complied, settling back into their desks with a sense of anticipation.

"Today, we're going to be learning about the history of the Hidden Leaf Village."

The students groaned in unison. History was one of Konohamaru's least favorite subjects. Udon, his classmates, leaned in and whispered, "Kosubo-sensei's lectures are so boring. I wish we could be out there training instead."

A girl next to Udon nodded in agreement. "I can't wait until we get to learn ninjutsu.".

Kosubo, sensing the students' lack of enthusiasm, smiled patiently. "I know it may not be the most exciting topic," she said, "but it's important to know where you come from. The Hidden Leaf Village was founded by the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, and the Uchiha clan."

As kosubo began his lesson on the history of the village, Konohamaru's attention wandered. His gaze drifted to the window, where birds soared through the sky with effortless grace. A flicker of envy stirred within him as he watched their carefree flight.

He imagined himself as a bird, performing incredible flight manouver souring through the sky. But the reality of the classroom brought him back to the present. He fidgeted in his seat, trying to find a comfortable position, but the wooden chair offered no relief.

Kosubo continued, "The First Hokage and Madara Uchiha initially formed a powerful alliance. Their dream was to create a village where all shinobi could live in peace and harmony. However, their ideals clashed, leading to a great battle at the Valley of the End. Despite the conflict, the village they founded continued to grow and thrive, becoming one of the most powerful in the ninja world."

As Kosubo spoke, something in her words began to resonate with konohamaru in a way that was both comforting and painful. The idea of a village founded on peace and harmony where all shinobi could work together seemed like a feeble fantasy.

Konohamaru's thoughts drifted back to his conversation with he's Grandpa Horizon.

discussing the history of the shinobi world and the various attempts at achieving peace. Grandpa spoke of the Great Shinobi Wars, the rise and fall of powerful alliances, and the ultimate failure of many peace treaties.

"But why did they fail?" Konohamaru asked.

Horizon smiled. "That's a good question, Konohamaru. But the answer is more complex than you might think. Peace is not something that can be forced upon a village or a nation. It requires a balance of power, a system that can handle conflicts without resorting to violence. And most importantly, it requires leaders who understand that peace is not just the absence of war, but the presence of justice and equality."

"Grandpa do you think The Peace can ever really last?" Konohamaru asked.

Horizon Sarotubi paused, he's eyes fixed on the distant horizon. "Konohamaru, I think you know the answer to that. Peace is fragile. It can be broken by greed, by fear, by ambition. But it's not just about intentions. It's about the people who uphold it, and the systems they build to protect it. My Sensei The second hokage believed that true peace could only come from understanding the root causes of conflict, He said that a leader must be able to see beyond their own village and consider the needs and fears of others."

Konohamaru nodded, "But what if those systems are built by people who are flawed? What if they make mistakes, or worse, they use their power for their own gain?"

"Then it's up to the next generation to correct those mistakes," Horizon Smiled and replied. "And that's of to us, Konohamaru. We have to learn from the past, understand the present, and build a future that can withstand the test of time."

Konohamaru nodded, he's eyes reflecting a deep understanding.

Back to present

"Udon," Kosubo's voice cut through the haze, "can you tell me what the First Hokage and Madara Uchiha's main disagreement was?"

Udon's face flushed red as the class turned to look at him. He quickly scrambled to remember the lesson. "Um, well, the First Hokage believed in peace and unity, while Madara wanted to protect the Uchiha clan's power and influence. They had different visions for the future of the village."

Kosubo nodded approvingly. "Very good. Now, can anyone explain why the First Hokage's vision ultimately prevailed?".

A quite and off-putting kid fair-skinned with dark, bushy brown hair and dark, sharp eyes. He is wearing dark round sunglasses and a sea-green jacket with a high collar. raise he's hand.

" Yes, Shibi" Kosubo Sensei ask.

Shibi an aburame kid respond "The First Hokage's vision was about bringing everyone together, not just one clan. That's because He believed that true strength comes from unity and collaboration, not from power alone. That's why the Hidden Leaf Village has become so strong and respected."

Kosubo smiled. "Exactly. The founding of our village teaches us that the greatest power lies in the bonds we forge with one another.

Now, let's move on to the founding of the academy itself.