Iruka is far too nice to the mischievous genin. He's obviously never suffered through kids of his own. Asa has one brat over his shoulder and the other tucked against his hip. He's getting a little too old for this, but if no one else is going to drag Konoha's youth back to class... "They tried to bribe me into telling you they were out studying." Moss. They had said they were studying moss. Asa rests an arm on each kids head once he's sat them down. "So. Pop quiz?"
Before recess, everyone was accounted for. Now though, a man shows up, from the direction opposite their play boundaries, with two of Iruka’s students slung over him. Dammit. They must have snuck off when everyone flooded onto the playground.
“I am so sorry!” Iruka gives a couple of deep, frantic bows. They tested him on keeping track of over thirty things at once during his teacher exams, but actually managing twenty-four children all day long is a much more difficult task than he anticipated. He takes the wiggling pre-genin off the man’s hands, setting them firmly in a neat row right in front of him.
“At attention!” They snap upright, arms together. One of the boy’s legs twitches in anticipation of movement, and Iruka’s eyes lock on it immediately. “Do not even think about moving!”
Iruka gives them both a wide, tense, smile to let them know that they’ll be getting an earful the moment he is sure it won’t deafen the nice man who has returned his students to him. They are actually studying moss today at least, or that is the day’s theme.
He is trying out a new method where, rather than splitting everything up cleaning into subjects as usual, he structures the day around a particular concept and weaves that into as many different areas as he can. A shinobi’s reactions and survival are not split up into Science and Math and Reading, it depends on everything around them and them being able to use all of their knowledge together.
“A pop quiz sounds like a great idea. Let’s start with an easy one: You are traveling on a mountain slope on an escort mission with a caravan. It’s been a dry summer, and the first rains arrived recently. Do you take the well-used path with a couple of puddles on it, or the steeper, mossy path on the other side?”
