"I've already explained the Three Body Technique. Now, let's move on to the Summoning Technique. The basics of spirit summoning and its sealing formulas are…"
Hirofumi Ito lazily watched Iruka-sensei lecturing at the front of the classroom, explaining the principles of the Summoning Technique to the soon-to-be graduates of the Ninja Academy.
(For the record: yes, the Academy does teach the theory of summoning! The course spans six years—so, of course, the curriculum includes chakra theory, sealing arts, and more! It's just theoretical. No actual summoning scrolls yet, so chill, readers!)
Over the years, I've gotten used to this world.
The world of Naruto.
Back then, I was just a regular guy making plans with a childhood friend. One blink later—I woke up here.
And I swear, I'm a decent person! I helped her because she had a gambling father, a sick mother, and a responsible little brother. If not me, then who?!
The next thing I knew, I was reincarnated as a newborn… in Naruto's world.
I thought, "Great. Time to start the classic protagonist life. Parents dead, a cruel world, magic powers awakening under pressure, and one day—BOOM! The Dragon King returns with maxed stats and flashy moves."
Turns out, I was overthinking it.
My parents? Alive. Family? Stable.
The Ito clan isn't famous like the Hyūga or Uchiha, but it's not some random civilian bloodline either.
My father, Ito Aoyama, is a full-fledged Jōnin and the clan patriarch. My grandfather, Ito Taiga, is also a retired Jōnin who still oversees my training. The Ito clan only has a dozen Chūnin and two Jōnin, but in Konoha's structure, that's not bad at all.
So yeah—I'm not the tragic lone orphan or a mystical sage-child.
But as the heir to a small but respected clan, I was born with some privilege.
No mysterious system or divine cheat codes. Just effort, training, and chakra control.
The Ito clan doesn't possess a secret jutsu like the Yamanaka's Mind Body Switch or the Nara's Shadow Binding, but I began learning chakra extraction, basic ninjutsu, and ninja tool techniques early.
Under my father and grandfather's guidance, I became somewhat known—at least among my classmates.
I've already mastered the Body Flicker and Substitution techniques. My aim with shuriken and kunai is near perfect.
Aside from Uchiha Sasuke, I'm the most talked-about kid in the class.
To Sasuke, I'm a "half-person"—worthy of acknowledgment. Everyone else? Nonexistent.
Still, what Iruka-sensei said today caught my interest.
The Summoning Technique.
My clan doesn't have a contract beast, so I've wondered—what if I make a summoning pact with a chakra-sensitive beast myself?
Power's nice, but style? Essential.
My summon must be the definition of cool.
And hey—I know how the story plays out.
No need for shortcuts. Just wait it out until Naruto and the gang shape the future.
Besides, I've gotten along decently with Naruto, Sasuke, and the rest. My modest clan background made it easier to blend into Konoha's inner circles.
Oh—and Yamanaka Ino seems to really like me.
In canon, she was obsessed with Sasuke. But now? She looks at me with sparkling eyes.
And let's be real: I'm just as good-looking—maybe even better!
Fair skin, lean muscle, a calm face with Uchiha-like sharpness.
Maybe that's why Sasuke even tolerates me.
As Iruka continued explaining sealing formations on the blackboard, I studied the formulas more closely.
Step one… seal formation… Step two… chakra pulse… Step three… hand signs.
Bang!
A massive puff of white smoke filled the classroom—
And my seat was empty.
Everyone froze.
Iruka-sensei gawked.
"A student just—disappeared?!"
Sasuke instinctively pulled a kunai and scanned the room.
Chōji dropped his potato chips, mouth wide in shock.
"Where's Ito Hirofumi?!" Ino gasped, eyes wide. One second she was sneaking glances—then he vanished!
The classroom spiraled into chaos.
Shikamaru scratched his spiky ponytail with a frown. "Tch. Troublesome."
Naruto, woken by the noise, blinked in confusion, a bit of drool still on his face. "Huh? What'd I miss?"
Iruka snapped back to reality. He'd just been talking about the Summoning Technique.
And then—Hirofumi vanished.
His mind flashed to a story: when Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, first used the Summoning Technique improperly and summoned himself to Mount Myōboku by accident…
Could Hirofumi have triggered something similar?
Iruka gulped.
"Haruno Sakura!"
"Present, Sensei!" Sakura jumped to her feet.
"You're in charge of the class! Everyone, stay calm! I'll report this to the Hokage immediately!"
Sakura, the top student in bookwork, nodded eagerly.
"Yes, Sensei! Leave it to me!"
And with that, Iruka dashed toward the Hokage's office—his heart pounding.