Of course, an experienced ninja, someone who has maintained a stable form of paranoia for his entire life minus about four years, would not be caught flat footed when something mildly unexpected comes up.

Kakashi sipped from his mug as Glynda barely held onto her composure while she looked over the vast amounts of paperwork that one of the sets of teenagers had procured for them.

Team RWBY, of which only one member was relevant to him, seemed to have been dragged (read: leapt into the fray) to a robbery of the ever-enigmatic 'Dust' from the docks. This had eventually resulted in four crashed Bullheads, a ruined dock, and 90% of the Dust still having still been stolen.

Glynda didn't seem impressed at all with his suggestion that the damage had been because the only important one hadn't been there until halfway through the fight. She was even more irritated when she found that, to an extent, his view could be interpreted as accurate, though turning any combat situation from having two people as defenders to having six was generally much better, particularly when they were all Huntsmen in training.

Nevertheless, she growled. "What should we do about this?!" she asked angrily.

"Ignore it? They're going to do this at least twice more, without a doubt. Honestly, we should be proud that they are so determined to do the right thing. At least they aren't slaughtering civilians or starting a gang war."

Glynda's mouth opened in what was very clearly an awed lack of understanding. "Why would they do either of those things? And how?!"

Kakashi blinked in his lack of understanding. "How? Glynda, you do know that it's very easy to start a gang war, right? It can be as easy as taking out one guy and leaving a little false evidence. Not to mention how easy it is to just walk up to one gang and tell them that another gang was insulting them."

"And how, exactly, do you know that, Ozpin?" Glynda asked, as if she didn't 'know' he was a reincarnated man who had technically existed for a few thousand years.

"People are testy." Kakashi replied, sipping from his mug. "Regardless, you'll find that Vale will have another dock by morning without understanding where it came from, and this problem will go away. On the bright side, they saved some of the Dust. Perhaps we need to give the students a lesson on prioritizing targets, or the recovery of assets."

Glynda numbly nodded and looked back atthe paperwork. "Well, I suppose we don't teach much tactics..." she mumbled.

"Anyway Glynda, I have to go. I could use a little break from this."

She scowled and turned to yell at him, only to find herself in an empty office.

"Damn it Ozpin. You haven't done anything to take a break from."

~Line Break~

Kakashi needed a new book series to read.

There was nothing wrong with Icha Icha, but he only had his favorite copy with him, as it seemed to be the only thing that had come with him in his dimensional trip, and not any of his backup seals or clothes.

It truly was a shame that he didn't still have the Sharingan. That thing had been fantastic for storing stuff. Nothing much of value was lost, as he hadn't been quite up to using it as his primary storage device before it had disappeared, and all shinobi knew not to over rely on something regardless.

But, one copy from a multiple volume series was not quite enough to keep him entertained, so Kakashi wandered through Vale in the direction of a book shop.

Tukson's Book Trade, the sign read. An advertisement described the shop as having 'Every book under the sun", so Kakashi wasn't too sure about it. Books were mostly kept indoors, after all.

Pushing through the door, he waved stoically at the man, presumably Tukson, and wandered around looking for a new series to invest in.

"Tch, like I could follow an adventure." he said dismissively at a brightly colored series with an eye catching character with a stupid face. "Those are always stupid, and the character is always overpowered and too stupid to know it."

Another series caught his eye before he resisted the urge to set it on fire. Leave the homosexual erotica for someone else, please and thank you. There was a huge collective of Academy drop outs that had seemed insistent that he and the schoolteacher should hook up. Something about an argument? He didn't try to remember conflicts unless they ended with death threats.

"Ninjas of Love?" he asked himself, deadpan.

The book was in his hand and opened up to the first chapter in moments. His curiosity could not be withheld.

A small chuckle. Then a guffaw. Finally Kakashi snapped the book closed in his hand, grabbed the series as a whole, and purchased them.

As he left, Tukson, unwilling to speak up when a prestigious and dangerous man happened to visit his cover job, not even when the man started laughing at porn, decided to close the shop and leave before it was too late. Whatever kind of creature Ozpin was, Tukson didn't think it was natural for books to disappear like that while the man flipped pages without touching them.

~Line Break~

Naruto and Sakura had been upset with him when he became Hokage and his first order of business had been to make his page flipping jutsu an S-Rank Forbidden Jutsu. Probably because they were both still technically genin, and he didn't write them off first.

"What's so special about you using chakra to turn the pages, anyway? Does it really deserve to be an S-Rank? Or forbidden?" They had asked.

Sasuke could tell. Mostly because of the eye thing, but even then.

See, it probably would be a C-rank jutsu, or even a D, if he were just using chakra to flip the pages. He could use chakra strings, just to show off that he had copied them at some point. But a book was a little too delicate for a basic C-rank.

Even then, Kakashi was sure that Naruto could duplicate the effect as a B-rank wind jutsu, if just for the control necessary. But you see, Kakashi wasn't a wind element. He had trained his wind affinity, sure, but just to add a little oomph to the ones he had copied. He would never be a wind user like Naruto, using pure elemental manipulation at a whim.

Well, not with wind. See, Kakashi was a lightning type. If there was a lightning jutsu, he could do it with a maximum of one hand sign, even the Lightning Dragon, which had 44. Kakashi had mastered lightning manipulation. What's more, he had mastered it at 13, when he created the Chidori.

Now it's been a few decades since then, and Kakashi was never really a slacker. When a ninja gets good enough at one element, he starts to notice something. See, making a fire is easy. Stray lightning can make fire just by hitting something dry or flammable. Lightning also made a little wind when it struck, kind of a displacement of the air that had been there.

Kakashi was using Lightning manipulation that was so advanced that he was guiding the side effects of the electricity into turning the pages of his book for him. Silently, without hand signs, without an outward display of electricity being manifested, and without using more than a pittance of chakra.

For all intents and purposes, he was capable of using a lightning jutsu to create a wind jutsu that had almost no chakra in it. Of course, it was nearly impossible to sharpen it without adding some actual wind chakra into it, and it took a little concentration to pull off the thing, but there was just something infinitely entertaining about hitting a sensor with a 'totally natural' ball of wind from a distance.

Asuma had never forgiven him once he had discovered the trick.

Finally, Kakashi returned to Beacon, his new books slowly turning pages as he suppressed most of his laughter at some of the concepts written about.

Really, a ninja who couldn't perform eye surgery? That was taught in the first year of the Academy.