“No... no... way.” James was instantly petrified. So cute—how could he possibly be a boy? He’s even prettier than the girls. I get it now, she must be saying that because she’s shy and doesn’t want to reject me outright. She’s using such a ridiculous excuse just to spare me embarrassment in front of everyone. That’s it—my sense of touch between my legs can’t be wrong, she must be a girl. My one true love, so kind, even thinking of my feelings in front of so many people.

“I won’t give up!” James shouted loudly, “I will definitely marry you.”

Just as the parents’ applause died down, James shouted out, so the entire playground heard this heart-wrenching loser’s declaration.

“Ninja school is the most basic stage of training for all ninjas. Only after completing the foundational studies and assessments at the ninja school can you become a truly independent nin...ja...” Even Samuel Harris, who had been speaking passionately and spitting everywhere, was forced to stop. Who is this kid, so ill-mannered? If that were my child, I’d beat him to death... Wait, it really is my idiot son!

The scene fell silent. The parents were dumbfounded. Is it really okay for my child to attend this school? Will I become a grandparent next year?

The kids all crowded around James to watch the spectacle. Henry Carter quietly took two steps back, joining the merciless crowd of onlookers.

As for the Hokage, upon realizing the interruption came from his own troublesome second son, he flew into a rage. I let you into ninja school, not to chase girls, you unfilial brat! And you’re even holding a cigarette? Who taught you that? John Walker? What a disgrace to the family. You’re only four years old—stay away from that peeping maniac!

In his fury, Samuel Harris instantly appeared beside James, unleashing the Sarutobi clan’s secret technique passed down through generations: Sarutobi Taijutsu Secret Art—The Iron Fist of Fatherly Love. Then, the kids saw James lying on the ground, sporting a huge bump on his head, his fate unknown. He was still smoking—literally!

“Ahem! Let’s continue... As I was saying, to become a truly independent ninja, yes, only after systematic study of theory, training, insights, history, and practice at the ninja school...” Dr. Harris resumed his speech, but this time, no one was paying attention to him.

“So fast! I didn’t even see an afterimage!” Henry Carter looked admiringly at Samuel Harris, who had returned to the podium to continue his speech. Not to mention a little kid like him who wasn’t even a genin yet—even among the ninjas present, including jonin, few had seen what happened clearly.

The only ones who had seen the Hokage’s hand seals were a few unscrupulous uncles, who now huddled together.

Attending his son’s entrance ceremony, Konoha’s White Fang, Robert Scott, whispered, “If I remember correctly, that kid should be the Hokage’s second son! He’s really got guts. My David Smith can’t compare at all. He’s sure to be an amazing ninja in the future, hehehe...”

“It’s definitely him. Who was he confessing to just now? I was too busy listening to the Hokage and didn’t notice.” Grace Evans said worriedly. Could it have been Grace?

“...” William Baker stayed silent. As expected, that kid is a walking, super-sized disaster magnet. In just a few minutes, he’s already embarrassed the Hokage and his own son in public. But why do I feel so happy inside? I really want to find a place to laugh for a while.

“Huh! William, what’s wrong? Is your face twitching?” The sharp-eyed Robert Scott asked.

“No!”

“Are you still not healed? Sarah’s medical skills must be slipping!” Grace Miller said, waggling his eyebrows. With his horse-like face, it looked especially odd.

“I’m not injured!”

“Sigh, you’re still not being honest with us. Don’t worry, we won’t go around gossiping.” Robert Scott joined in, his face animated. This was the hottest gossip in Konoha lately.

“As old friends, don’t you want to tell us who the mother of your illegitimate daughter is? We’ve all seen the photos—she’s a real beauty in the making. Her mother must be a great beauty too! Is she from Konoha, or somewhere else in the Land of Fire?” Grace Evans finally broke his silence. The head of the Anbu’s gossip—this was a first in Konoha’s history.

“It’s a boy!” William Baker didn’t bother to argue. The whole of Konoha knew about this mess. He wanted to explain, but who would believe him? He couldn’t exactly pull out the Hokage’s mission scroll!

“Really? I didn’t expect a boy could be so cute. I’ll have to keep David Smith away from him—he’s my only son, after all.” Robert Scott was stunned, then continued, “We’re not concerned about whether it’s a boy or a girl, don’t change the subject! Sarah has already accepted your illegit... son, so when are you bringing your mistress home?”

“Yeah, yeah! When are you bringing her home, so we can all... all come over and support you.” The gloating Grace Evans almost slipped up, but with his veteran skills, he quickly corrected himself: “Sarah is a very strong-willed woman. The fact that she’s accepted your illegit... son already shocked us. Getting her to accept sharing you with another woman won’t be easy. When the time comes, we old friends will help put in a good word for you, do our best. Hey, maybe she’ll agree.”