Naruto's caged bird

After years of war, with the establishment of Ninja villages in the five major countries, Ninja gradually became more comprehensive and comprehensive. Please () see the most complete! The fastest updated novel! The establishment of the Ninja School in Ninja Village really changed the inheritance system of ninjas. Gradually, ninjas became more common and spread.

Ninjas finally replaced the status held by samurai in the once glorious "Samurai Age" and became the mainstream fighting force in this world.

When a family becomes stronger due to the efforts and opportunities of its ancestors and is able to occupy more resources and reproduce more offspring during its lifetime, the family is born. People born from the same bloodline are bound by the same surname and work together, so the ninja clan is born.

In order to maintain a growing ethnic group, "education" is crucial...

It was the spring of the 24th year of Konoha, the season when chrysanthemums bloom——

"Hey, I have to learn again." Hizashi complained feebly. He couldn't escape this inevitable experience in life even through time travel. But what I want is ninjutsu, ninjutsu...but it's just a bad lesson.

"In this life, I must be a top student!" Hizashi, who has been a loser all his life, made an impossible ambition on the first day of class. Then he was sent to the preschool of the Hyuga clan...

The family's preschool education can be considered rich. Given the huge population base of the Hyuga clan, one generation can actually fill a class. This situation was much better than that of the Senju, who had only a few people on the opposite side, and the Uchiha family, who were at odds with each other all the time. However, other families followed the great "family planning" route, and the policy of eugenics and eugenics plus the killing of brothers after two children perfectly defeated the Hyuga family, which had more people and strength.

Every day, in addition to teaching languages ​​and characters, the family also specially arranges old stubborn people to explain the "history" of the family, Konoha, and even the entire ninja world to the seedlings...

That is, a slightly edited history to create a strong "sense of family honor" for the future generations of the family.

"We, Hyuga, are the oldest family in the ninja world..." The old man Hyuga on the stage spoke impassionedly, exuding the light of pride and contentment, shining on the ignorant students below.

"really!"

Hizashi nodded in affirmation in a serious manner. As a time traveler, he knew that the Hyuga clan's own bloodline could even point directly to the legendary Sage of Six Paths - his old mother...

Tai Laosou's story-telling courses were especially loved by the young Hinata of the same race at this time. Each sentence is like a "Hundred Forum" story that was filled with cannons later, and it was told vividly. Until Hinata's ancestor "Tennin" was blown to the point where he was almost truly powerful enough to surpass the existence of "shadow", and could even fly to the "sky"...

"...Hyuuga Tennin, a 'nin of ninja' that surpasses the ninja level. You must work hard and become a useful person to the family..." The old man on the stage was not teaching.

"Bang bang bang bang!!" Hizashi clapped his hands and really wanted to smash the few steel hammers in his hands into the bowl of the old man on the podium.

"Hyuga Hizashi, do you have a question?"

The old man teaching the class asked about the prickly head of the generation below. He never made people feel at ease...

"No, sir, you said it well - bang bang bang!" Hizashi continued to applaud in praise, but his expression and the sound he made looked like a slap in the face. Many little Hinata in the classroom, led by Hizashi, shouted the drums together...

Of course, the difference between two lives will not fall for this trick. Can you survive the brainwashing and other things like the "ship salesman" who was like an ant's nest in your previous life?

In the world of ninjas, is there anything more fun with chakra?

The art of shadow clones, the art of shadow clones, the art of multiple shadow clones, the physical 365-degree three-dimensional VR combined with the perfect transformation art. This trick is enough to play with yourself for a lifetime...

In this boring class, the soul bound in the body of a several-year-old child - Feifei Note, tried to use chakra to control and erect the long hair that could finally be grown behind his back. Or use the weak chakra that you can control to flip through the books, and you can always take advantage of the loopholes and come up with all kinds of new tricks!

Have you ever imagined that one day you will suddenly be able to control something with your thoughts? During class, will you use your mind to stir up the hair of the girl you like in the front row, or gently lift the corners of your clothes to unbutton them, until one day you can control something heavy——

For example, airplane cup!

Hinata Hizashi, who was drowsy in class, propped up his head with his left hand, but his mind kept thinking about how to mobilize the chakra he had sensed in his body. The right hand is supporting the head. What is the "right hand" doing? ?

The right hand, of course, is "turning the pen"!

His thoughts were getting faster and faster as time passed. Hizashi, who was immersed in the fantasy things in his mind, thought about many things, past life, present life, Chakshakaraka...

But in the real classroom at this time, the pencil rotating in Hizashi's right hand was subconsciously spinning faster and faster.

With the speed of Hizashi's thoughts when he was in a daze, and the subconscious control of the chakra in his body. , the chakra that naturally overflows in fantasy is attached to the only moving fingers on the body, jumping and jumping.

The rotating pencil in his right hand whirred, and finally made a sound like a propeller flying in the sky. The pencil quickly circled between the fingers like a satellite, and even the book that had been opened to perfunctory the teacher in class had been "kissed" together by the whirlwind.

"Huchi Huchi~~Huhuchi~~"

The song that seems to be humming without incident: Blow, blow, my pride and indulgence~~Blow, blow~~Uh-huh-huh~Hmm~uh-huh-huh...!

"哐——日,向,日,狠~~" The textbook hit the podium hard, and then accompanied by the roar of the only adult in the classroom, the old man from the ethnic studies pointed at the propeller that was blowing unscrupulously in the classroom. , the hair stood on end instantly...

The sudden sound of lightning-like thunder suddenly appeared next to his ears, making Hizashi suddenly wake up from sleep. As if Charlotte was troubled, he answered subconsciously:

"Mom, I was wrong..." He looked around the classroom.

In front of me, the entire classroom. Except for the always serious brother Hinata Hinata, all the "Hyuuga kids" in the class have already picked up their pencils——

Learn, play, spin! !

The most popular method of driving a car in the 21st century is also popular among children in this world.

At this moment, there are all the Hyuga children in this classroom. Some of them were still letting their pencils spin in their hands, while others had already fallen to the ground and were picking them up passionately with their best friends on their backs.

Hizashi looked at everything in front of him, as if he had returned to the classroom in his previous life and saw classmates one after another holding their heads and spinning their pens. He slowly lowered his head, which was held high by his left hand, and looked at the right hand of God that he often used——

The 2b pencil whirring like a propeller was still spinning at super speed between the "Five Girls" on the right hand!

"Whirring whirring...!!"

"Cao" is called "kuai"!

This scene also stunned Hizashi's friends for a moment. As if he was afraid of being disturbed, he threw the "spiral" out of the situation.

"簌, biu——"! !

"Ping miso!".

Accompanied by the sound of glass penetrating, the 2B pencil, which experienced what is called "Fast and Furious" for the first time in history, was just like the propeller of the Australian Airlines plane that fell in the sky not long ago. He flew over the heads of the Hinata children, broke the glass of the family school window, and flew to the vast playground and the blue sky...

become free! Pride and indulgence...

This road has drawn a beautiful "arc" - the national team has entered, and there seems to be little time left for the Korean team!

At this moment, the expressions on the whole class's little Hinata and the old man's face were as if they saw with their own eyes the propeller of the Qantas plane they were sitting on, flying out of the wing and hitting the tail of their own plane...

"Cao Cao, Cao Cao..." Several large black characters floated above the head: "You almost missed me!"

Looking at the flying object, the instigator slowly lowered his head and inspected his right hand that had caused everything. Those white and tender little hands were plump and slender. He shook them subconsciously and then...

This speed will definitely make you feel comfortable in the future~~

At this moment, at this moment, here... the old man in the classroom was about to explode with anger. He was trembling and finally choked out a few words:

"Hinata Hizashi, you, you, you...get out of here, yu~~" The old man clutched his chest in pain and roared. He is very old, but he almost died...

The wind blew through the corridor. In the classroom behind him, the laughter of "ha ha ha ha" could be heard vaguely. Hizashi silently felt the cold wind blowing on his skin, it was so familiar——

Finally, he was kicked out of the classroom again. This experience, which I seemed to have experienced in the past, is still fresh in my mind!

The moment he left the classroom, Hizashi looked at the bullet-like hole in the glass again as if to confirm. Then, amid the bursts of laughter from the whole class, little Hinata and the still serious elder brother Hinata walked out in a daze.

From the beginning to the end, Hizashi, the instigator, was immersed in his own shock and forgot to look at the poor old grandfather. After all, he is not the amiable old man in the ring...

There were only three things in his mind at this time -

Pen, bullet hole, right hand and right hand...

Everything seems like a dream. Do you need to jump off the building like Charlotte to wake up?

He slowly placed his right hand on his chest, feeling whether it really existed. The speeding right hand of God in front of me scratched the chest hard, and then scratched hard...

“Ah~——Are you comfortable?

"Yeah...it hurts!!"

After Hizashi recovered from the physical pain, he felt a sudden chill and sweating. He quickly took away the right hand that was attacking his chest, or his own chest. Those tender white hands that only young ladies have, are really smooth, fleshy and plump...

It seems that it really does have many, many unique uses!

"Being kicked out of the classroom like this?" It was like Lao Wang in "Three Idiots" "Lan Che @ Wang Ge Lu". Hizashi was walking alone in the corridor outside the classroom, always thinking about whether the spinning pencil in his right hand was caused by chakra...

In the end, Hizashi, who had nothing to do, could only look for the answer aimlessly on the playground.

There is only one truth - the legendary lost pencil!

Hard work pays off, and a hammer can be ground into a needle. Finally, when school was about to end, I found it on the branches of a big tree outside the classroom.

climb trees.

Looking at the 2b pencil in front of me that has already penetrated the wood, it would be okay if it flew to the head of the child or the teacher.

Hizashi pulled out the pencil that was nailed to the tree trunk like a nail, and finally concluded what he was thinking: "Only with chakra attached can it create such a strong penetrating power, and it can fly dozens of meters and still penetrate three-thirds of the way into the tree."

Then, holding on to the tree trunk to stabilize his body, Hizashi pulled it out with his right hand.

Oops, it didn’t come out.

Even after applying more force, Cao still couldn't pull it out!

In the end, I clamped the tree trunk with my legs to fix my body, and used my two hands to suck on the milk, "Ah~ Lift it for me!!"...

"bass--"! !

There was a sound like a deflated tire, and Hizashi, who was in a normal posture, took the 2b pencil and flew out with himself.

With a "bang", he fell to the open space outside the ethnic studies classroom, and the back of his head was never as hard as the ground.

The huge sound and subsequent wails spread throughout the classroom again, interrupting the atmosphere of hard study and daily progress in the classroom that had finally restored order. And the old man whose blood pressure had calmed down after a long class started to rise again! ! !

"Ah, it hurts, hurts, hurts!"

As Hizashi's wails of crying for his father and mother were heard, and the whole class of little Hinatas were making noises and laughing, the old man from the clan school clutched his chest tightly.

He slowly and tremblingly raised his "right hand" that was withered after so many years of use - pointing at Hizashi and the pen.

In the end, he couldn't say anything anymore, rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth, and fell down with a "squeak"!

Hizashi vs teacher - koou.

Day difference, win!

The disobedient little Hinata looked at the old man who had fainted after losing the silent duel and shouted in panic: "Hizashi is bleeding~" "The teacher is also dead~" "Hizashi and the teacher died together~~" What should I do~What should I do~" "Hahaha~~Finally no more classes!".

This is a group of naughty naughty kids from TM!

At this time, only Rizu, who had always been taciturn, finally ran out and called the elders in the clan to save these two fragile lives.

That day, "I lived for the pen, died for the pen, and planted on the big tree for the pen"!

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The previous writing, 130 days later, I only changed it to this point. The following ten chapters may seem a bit complicated, but the further I write, the better...

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