Naruto: Namikaze Minato

Green is all over the mountains and the plains are white and full of rivers, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

Facing the April rain and fog that moistens all things, a yellow figure galloped on the streets of Konoha.

"It's over, it's over! I'm late for the first day of school, I'm sorry for the excellent character design of Namikaze Minato."

It can only be blamed for Namikaze Minato's great talent, he can learn the Sanshenjutsu as soon as he learns it, which makes him have a good time these few days.

If he hadn't got up in a daze to turn on the water, and then saw a pair of parents beating his brat who skipped class outside the window, he would have forgotten that he was still a student.

I have to say that this wave of Feng Minato's talent is really good.

Although he has no bloodline and his upper limit is only below the Six Paths, his lower limit is high!

In the past few days, except for the three-body technique, he has played all kinds of climbing trees and treading water, and he basically didn't feel that there was any difficulty.

Just one word, a thief!

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忍者学校每年4月、7月、10月招生，对应的就是每年3、6、9月都有学生毕业。

Generally, only 1 or 2 classes are recruited at a time, with 27 students in each class plus 3 supplementary enrollment places.

And the village is so big that it is difficult to recruit a full class. Many of them are from surrounding villages or other cities in the Land of Fire.

The ninja school enrolls only one class in April this year, Hiruza Sarutobi, the third generation of Naruto, is reading his opening speech for the students.

"...Under the will of fire, Konoha will live forever!"

clap clap clap...

There was warm applause, and all the freshmen clapped their little hands red with excitement.

This is the shadow of the village, the head of a village, the strongest man in the village.

Now they are actually giving the opening speech for them in person. It must be because they are the most talented in this class that they are so valued by the three generations of Hokage-sama.

The more freshmen thought about it, the more excited they became, their little faces flushed red.

Before the homeroom teacher led them to the classroom, Hulala followed Sarutobi Hiraku out of the venue.

"Thank you three generations!"

"Goodbye, three generations of adults!"

"Hey! You all have to study hard, you are the future of Muye Village."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi watched the backs of the students go away in relief, until those figures disappeared at the door of the toilet.

A speech for more than 2 hours should not make the children anxious.

The ninja's first lesson is really not the name of "shh".

"Three generations of adults, there are only 26 people on the sign-in list, and one student's signature is missing." The head teacher with the roster in hand caught up.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi waved his hand: "It's Minakame Minato, you can just register for him, and he should be there in a while."

"He's a very talented kid."

As a village head who always pays attention to the livelihood of the villagers, he naturally knows why Minato Namikaze didn't come.

After giving the order, he left with his hands behind his back.

Heisi and Baisi, JK and the nurse, that kid hasn't gone into the artistic style these two days. He keeps using the transformation technique to turn pages of books, turn stones into walls, and birds to jump off buildings.

How about giving Lake Biwa a try tonight?Taro is also quite lonely, it's time to add a younger brother to him.

He had already thought of a name, and it was called Sarutobi Asma.

"Yes! Sandai-sama, I will definitely do my best." Hiruzaru Sarutobi's seemingly casual tone and movements made the homeroom teacher Shinnosuke realize.

The three generations of adults who have always been impartial and impartial actually asked him to arrange students.

Namikaze Minato, this student is not simple, this one is highlighted.

As a commoner Zhongnin who finally managed to make up for it, I must seize this opportunity to perform well so that I can gain a firm foothold in school.

……

When Minato arrived at the school, there was only the welcome scene for new students that had been dismantled.

"This... Namikaze, Mido, Uchiha Minato?"

This late sight reminded him of Obito Uchiha, but unfortunately he didn't have Rin Nohara who always took care of him.

How can this be done?

"I don't even leave a sign, so how can I find the classroom of my class?"

In desperation, I could only run to the teaching building to see if I could find a teacher to ask.

……

"Ninja, what do you think it is?"

"Shuriken? Kunai? Or a sword? No no no~"

"In the battle between ninjas, stones, leaves, hair, teeth, even saliva, snot, and fat will be the ninja tools to kill you..."

The teacher on the stage was speaking in rhythmic tones, and the students off the stage were sitting upright and listening to the class. It was a peaceful scene of teachers and students.

But there are always some active and clever people who yearn for a life outside the bars.

Shengshu is 10 years old, the grandson of the first generation of Hokage, the descendant of the Senju clan and the Uzumaki clan.

The real thing is to have a background, to have a lineage, to have a lineage,
study?Does he need it?

Of course.

But did he understand?

of course not.

Since you don't understand, then staying in the classroom is equivalent to wasting your life.

Human life is limited, and limited life should be used for more meaningful things.

Shengshu had a clear mind and practiced personally, and reached out to open the closed windows to breathe.

Seeing that the teacher didn't pay attention to him, he was slightly relieved.

The windows are open, and the road ahead is promising.

Quiet Mimi observes secretly, the teacher teaches seriously, the students study hard, and her own freedom is close at hand.

Sealing, Chakra is running.

The instant body technique is activated.

"?"

Why am I still in the classroom.

Turning her head to look, she saw her tablemate Uchiha Mikoto looking at him seriously with a small face, holding her clothes tightly with one hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked in a low voice.

Uchiha Mikoto pouted: "No skipping class."

This bitch is really wide-ranging.

"I want you to take care of it, let go of my clothes." Shengshu tried to pull his clothes, but the other party was not a vegetarian either.

"I'm the class monitor, of course I have to take care of it. If you dare to run away, I'll tell the teacher."

hateful!

Sheng Shu's eyes rolled: "If you don't let it go, I will print the matter of you kissing the Uchiha young patriarch as a small advertisement and paste it on all the telephone poles in Konoha Village."

Uchiha Mikoto's face flushed instantly: "I~I didn't kiss, Brother Fuyue was just~just wiping my sweat~"

Although he was still trying hard to smack his lips, he still let go of his hand honestly.

hey-hey!In Konoha Village, there is no secret that I, Nakoki, do not know. This is the realization of Konoha Future Hokage.

One jumped out of the window in an instant, and from then on the sky was high enough for birds to fly, and the sea was wide for fish to leap.

Standing outside the classroom, looking up at the rainy and misty sky at 45 degrees, I felt a little more melancholy in my heart.

At this moment, if it weren't for the limitation of cultural level, he really wanted to recite a poem.

"The sky is scattered among the forests, and the eaves are empty to write dreams. The beauty in the rain is really like a dream."

So wet!Wonderful!My ears have grown up, and I have learned to recite poems by myself.

Sheng Shu nodded with great relief, only the genius knows the loneliness of a genius, and only he knows the pain of being born with it.

"Hello senior, can I trouble you? I want to ask for directions."

"???"

……

Minato walked through the windows of one classroom after another, looking for the missing teachers and classmates, but found nothing.

Until he was tired from running, he stopped and enjoyed a moment of drizzle and cool wind.

Suddenly, a boy appeared in front of him without a sound.

This boy is a head taller than himself, probably because of a stiff neck. He always holds his head up, and his expression is sometimes happy, sometimes sad, and sometimes gratified. It seems that the expression system is malfunctioning.

Although there seemed to be something wrong with this person, but I was really too worried about the safety of the lost teacher and classmates, so I could only bite the bullet and go up to ask for directions.