Konoha's Immortal Disciple

Chapter 12 In the Ninja School
"Shu, answer this question."

Hoshino Shu stopped the pen in his hand, and on the draft paper, the teacher's portrait was just halfway drawn, and he stood up slowly.

"The principle of Chakra is..." Hoshino Shu answered the question without any leaks, leaving no room for Mr. Shanyun to add.

When encountering such a student who doesn't listen to the class but has good grades, Mr. Shanyun is also very helpless, and can only admonish softly: "The answer is very good, but you must pay attention to listening carefully."

Hoshino Shu replied obediently: "It's the teacher." Then he waited for the teacher to turn around, propped his head with one hand, and continued to complete his portrait.

Hoshino also wants to act like a good student, but now the teachers are teaching things that are more theoretical and aimed at children, so he really feels too relaxed.

He glanced at Sasuke, who was listening carefully, with a cute face, and poked the drowsy Naruto with his elbow.

"You learn from others."

"Didn't you not listen, and still say me." Naruto yawned, the upper eyelids were fighting with the lower eyelids.

"Forget it, the tail of the crane is your character design, and the tail of the crane will not prevent you from becoming Hokage." Hoshino Shu thought so in his heart, and didn't care about him anymore.

"Tomorrow there will be a small test, everyone go back and prepare." Shui Yun said, when the bell rang, various voices of disappointment came from the classroom.

"Hey, I really don't like theory classes. Every time the teacher comes in, it's like seeing sleeping pills." Naruto lay down on the desk feeling bored.

"The next class is a shuriken practice class." Hoshino Shu stretched, and clamped the drawn portrait into his notebook.

Compared with being drowsy in a dull classroom, Naruto exposed to the outdoor sunlight is full of vitality, jumping up and down, chatting with people here for a while, and teasing girls there for a while.

Hoshino felt that Naruto played alone to create the effect of multiple shadow clones, everywhere.

"Wow." There was an exclamation from the crowd, especially the girls, who gathered their hands into small fists and put them on their chests, looking at the fair-skinned boy with a fan painted on the back of his clothes with some excitement.

Sasuke's shuriken was firmly inserted in the center of the wooden target, and the tip of the shuriken pierced into the bull's-eye.

Self-disciplined and gifted, and taught by Itachi, Sasuke has been ahead of his peers by a large margin since entering school.

Iruka nodded with satisfaction: "It seems to be as good as his brother."

The boys looked at Sasuke with some dissatisfaction, not because he was powerful, but more because he monopolized the girls' attention.

Hoshino Shu walked slowly to the throwing area, holding a shuriken, and seemed to throw it casually.

His shuriken was spinning in the air, flying towards the bull's-eye at an extremely fast speed, embedded in the bull's-eye as impartially as Sasuke's shuriken.

And in the eyes of others, it seems that he did it on purpose, his shuriken was standing parallel to Sasuke's.

"It looks like this is really satisfying for obsessive-compulsive disorder." Hoshino Shu did this kind of exercise many times two years ago.

The perfect performance of two consecutive students made all the students feel pressured. Iruka was very happy to see such a scene. Appropriate pressure and stimulation can promote students.

The encouragement of peers is far better than the dogmatic repetition of their elders over and over again.

"Tree, have you practiced before?" Iruka asked.

"Yes, teacher, I have made some preparations."

Iruka nodded, watching the students sweating redoubledly with a smile on his face.

Naruto came to the throwing area and thought, "You can hit the bull's-eye by throwing a tree casually. It should be very simple."

"Okay!" Naruto closed his right eye and opened his left eye, aiming at the target.

Then he swung his right hand in a circle and threw the shuriken with all his strength.

"Naruto, you're not throwing a shuriken, you're throwing a bomb." Hoshino tree held his forehead helplessly, wanting to say that he didn't know him.

The direction of Naruto's shuriken completely deviated from the bull's-eye, but flew towards the midair. The bird in the midair suddenly saw a black object flying towards him, and lost his balance in fright.

"..."

The scene was suddenly embarrassing, especially for Iruka. He knew it was a bad performance, but since he had never encountered such a fool in his teaching career, he didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

"It seems that Ju and Sasuke are too powerful. Fortunately, Naruto appeared, which gave me a lot of balance. Thank you Naruto." Everyone was relieved, there was an idiot at the bottom, and their psychological burden All of a sudden a lot lighter.

"At least it can't be worse than this." Shikamaru stood lazily in front of the practice target, and with Naruto attracting the teacher's attention, he could fish in a fair manner.

Naruto was very depressed all of a sudden, his hands drooped, and he couldn't lift his head.I thought: "Girls are laughing at me quietly..."

Hoshino Shu came over and patted Naruto on the shoulder, and said, "Let me teach you, the starting point is not important, as long as the result is good."

"Hmm!" For Naruto, frustration is only a momentary thing, as a muscle, he is particularly insensitive to other people's ridicule.

"Iruka, the children in your class are very energetic." He brought the head teacher of a higher class to Iluka.

"Haha, but there are also a few troublemakers who are very troublesome." Iruka looked at the children with his arms crossed.

"Tiantian in your class is also doing very well." Iruka picked up the thermos cup and prepared to take a sip of fragrant tea comfortably.

But when his lips touched the mouth of the cup, he didn't feel anything, instead he felt water dripping on his feet.

When he looked again, a huge hole had been poked into his thermos by a shuriken flying from nowhere.

"Locke Li! Why did you throw it back, go and apologize to Mr. Iruka!"

Iruka picked up the shuriken that flew suddenly, and the chrysanthemum that he had just put in the thermos in the morning was still stained on it.

"Ah, I'm sorry, teacher, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Rock Lee apologized in a panic, bowing quickly as he spoke.

"I'll give you a new thermos..."

Hoshino gave Naruto the throwing method of the shuriken hand in hand.

"Noticing where my eyes are pointing and how I'm pushing my upper body."

Naruto watched intently.

"have you understood?"

Naruto said nothing, still watching.

Hoshino Shu stood up straight, felt that Naruto's gaze seemed to pass through him, and looked at the opposite place. He looked back and saw a pink-haired girl behind him sweating.

"Brat, I told you to watch me, but you're going to watch a girl." Angrily, he fisted his hands and hammered Naruto's head hard. "Stop looking at Sakura!"

"Ah!" Naruto felt the pain and subconsciously covered his head. "Brother, it hurts..."

……

A day of school life is over, Hoshino Shu walked out of the school gate a little tired, not because of studying, but because of Naruto, he shook his head helplessly, but then smiled again.

"Naruto actually hit the target today, gratifying to congratulate, it's a miracle."

He hummed a song as he walked, Naruto went to buy bread, and he walked towards his home alone.

The streets and alleys, adults and children, no matter where you fix your eyes, are all small theaters worth watching. The Konoha villagers who have gained peace from the pacification of the war cherish this hard-won peace time very much.

He turned his head and saw an adult who deliberately put his hips on his hips and pretended to be angry with his child. Although he was pretending to be angry, his expression was full of happiness.

In a trance, he was inexplicably homesick.

Hoshino Shu stopped and leaned against the tree, just about to express his feelings, when he suddenly heard the rustling of leaves above his head, and something fell down, right on his head.

"Ryota! Stop playing outside, come home with me for dinner." Then he saw a girl with yellow hair and green eyes running towards him from a distance.

(End of this chapter)