[Hokage] That's all

There is no too complicated teaching in the lower grades. What is taught is some basic introductions, such as what chakra is, how to feel it, and how to practice it.

Children who can enter school can naturally feel chakra, and most of those who cannot have chakra cannot enter school.

This kind of course is very boring to me, probably because the illusion class is a little more interesting. Although it is a basic introduction, I have never touched it before.

The time spent in daze at school is more than the time studying. Children learn things too slowly. It seems that they have to find a way to learn some other things, such as the courses in the upper grades.

Occasionally, when I was walking in the corridor, I ran into the child named Sasuke. Although he was still young, he was very fine-looking, and it seemed that sooner or later he would become an eye-catching type like his brother.For example, to the extent that his aunt is willing to give him snacks for free.

Unexpectedly, the little ghost recognized me. Although his eyes were full of surprise at the first moment, he just nodded to me from a distance to say hello, probably imitating his brother?

It's a little funny, this guy is a big kid.

I waved to him as a greeting, and watched him walk into the second-grade classroom contentedly. After a while, a familiar voice yelled in the classroom.

Fate is such an inexplicable thing, this unique voice obviously belongs to the blond kid in memory, the sensitive kid who ran away because he was worried that he would bring bad luck.

Raising his eyebrows, he turned a corner and went downstairs. Since he chose to leave, meeting him here would definitely be extremely awkward. Maybe it would be better to meet again according to what Yan Kong said, "When you grow up".

On Halloween, my uncle bought a set of watercolor paints for me as a gift, and under the leadership of the teacher, all the children in the class made gifts for the family members.

The little ghost who once shouted to become a painter drew a crooked picture. The kid who dreamed of becoming a gardener bought a small potted plant. After some happy pruning, it became as strange as a dog chewed At the time, the little girl who said she was going to be a tea artisan was holding a teacup made by herself with a hole cut in it.

After reading the works of the whole class, I finally thought that it would be better to make a dim sum with other countries' characteristics as a new recipe in the store.

There's really nothing you can do about the kid.

The exams in the semester got very good grades, except for music.

Needless to say, Ninjugen, if I lose against some kids of the same age, I will probably be able to bite the bag of magenta thousand in my mouth and go meet the ancestors of the country of judgment.Painting is a bit like the intelligence map drawn before, and of course it is very simple.

As for the music...

Silently looking at the teacher's comment of "can't pronounce at all", thinking about whether to destroy this report card with a fire escape technique.

In the end, I handed the report card to my uncle, and then my uncle laughed and called my aunt, and then we went to the back mountain for a picnic together, and taught me to howl and sing those strange folk songs at the mountain.

It seems to have solved the problem of not being able to sing.

With the help of the teacher, I obtained some tutorials for senior grades, and quickly completed the study. After estimating the progress of the music class, I began to think about whether to skip a grade.

I still don't live in Uchiha Street, other than that, it's more like a family with my uncle and aunt.

The word family is full of warmth, and there is a sense of fullness in my heart, which should be the so-called happiness.

I don’t know if it’s because of going to school or other reasons, but I never saw that boy come to the store again. I occasionally asked my aunt, and my aunt also said that I hadn’t seen it, but I heard that the outstanding boy has become an even better existence.

The talk of coming back next time must have become an illusory polite remark.

The new year has come again.

This year, the three of them went to the shrine together to ask for blessings, and then went to the temple fair.

Pushed by his uncle to play smashing signs, the boss is still the same as last time, but he probably won't remember the person who smashed his frog toy away with three balls.

The frog is still on the bedside of the apartment, smiling blankly.Raising the corners of his mouth, he tried to smile no matter what, and then mercilessly smashed away the boss's family's grand prize this year.

This year it is a rabbit, which is much better looking than the previous frog.

At the beginning of the next semester, I can already express the picture in normal colors.It's the season of cherry blossoms again, and I spend more time in the back mountain after class, trying to show the gorgeous scenery with colors, but I can barely outline the colors in the end.

My uncle seemed to like one of my paintings very much. When I came back to the store that day, I found a picture framed and hung on the landscape wall behind the dessert delivery counter.Perhaps the color tone of that one is the most appropriate, light-colored sky, milky golden sunshine, pink cherry blossoms, and light green grass.

People who come to buy dim sum can just see it. When my aunt sells dim sum, she will show off this simple and concise painting to people who come to buy dim sum.

Probably a proud thought.

By chance, when I came back from delivering snacks, I passed the place where I had learned about Huodun, but I saw the figures of the patriarch and Sasuke unexpectedly, and stopped to watch the younger children jerky in making seals with great interest, and then A fireball the size of a head was sprayed out, and it seemed that a few crows flew over the top of the head, and by the way they yelled "Dumb, Dumb".

He quickened his pace and left. If that spoiled kid by his brother knew that I had seen him, he would probably not show a good face for a long time.

I have loved my brother's child since I was a child, and I probably want to follow in my brother's footsteps now.When being compared with other people, people always pay more attention to the person compared with themselves.

Except for the ninja named "Shinshin Shisui" who became famous early and died young in the previous generation, the one who is compared now is probably his elder brother.

Boys are particularly competitive, and they will inevitably haggle over every ounce,

Sure enough, after school the next day, I saw that competitive kid again, practicing the fire escape technique again and again.The burns caused by the practice of fire escape did not have any effect due to the existence of medical ninjutsu, but obviously this kid does not have that ability.

When I met the kid at school on the third day, he had some minor wounds on his face, which were not considered serious.Talent is really important sometimes, and it is something to be envied.

After school, I made a few sakura steamed buns and put them in a lunch box, and prepared a little ointment for burns according to my memory.

After being taken care of by Itachi, he can't repay himself, but it's okay to repay his doting brother.After all, I have never seen him come to the dessert shop again.

When he arrived, the kid was already a little tired from refining chakra again and again.The speed of improvement is indeed very fast. It took almost two weeks to master this ninjutsu at first, and it was not until he learned Itachi's ninjutsu that he could fully exert his ability to perform it.

Taking advantage of the kid's rest time, he walked over and deliberately made some noise.Sure enough, the little ghost found out, and when he turned his head and saw me, his expression instantly became astonished.Probably trying to put on a high-cold expression that works in school, but found that the panting one really doesn't fit the image, which is a bit funny.

"Seeing that you are practicing, I prepared some snacks for you. You haven't been to the store for a long time, and my aunt misses you a little." Before the kid felt embarrassed, he opened his mouth and handed over the lunch box.

Shang Huan Sasuke was stunned for a moment, but he still finished the box, and said thank you a little awkwardly.

"I don't like dessert anymore, that's what kids like."

The kid who said this obviously has forgotten the days when he happily ate dim sum in the shop.

"Well, it's okay to eat a little once in a while, just to replenish your strength?" He looked at the kid a little funny, and raised the corners of his mouth into a warm smile, probably a smile that can only be shown after he understands happiness.

"Hmm...that's fine." The awkward child still opened the lunch box, sat on the pier beside him and started eating cherry blossom balls.

Perhaps it was because of the impression that he had known me since childhood, and he was not so wary of me as an outsider.

That's right, I'm just an ordinary child, maybe I don't even know that I am an outsider.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet. I feel like I've known you for a long time. Isn't it good if I don't know your name?" The kid who had dealt with a dumpling finally spoke.

"Me? Just call me Er."

"xiga? It feels so strange, like a particle of tone." The child was a little strange, and made a complaint by the way.

"Actually, I think so too" was complained by the child, rubbing his nose with his fingertips, it was really cute when he was young.

"My name is Sasuke, thank you for the snacks." After eating the snacks, the child covered the lunch box and put it in his pocket again and handed it back.

"En, ok. I remembered, let's work hard and practice." He took the lunch box, thinking it might be a bit abrupt, but he still didn't take out the medicine bottle in the end. "Remember to apply some medicine, Huodun is easy to burn."

"Understood." The child curled his lips again, he was really an awkward brat. "I'll learn it soon enough."

"Yes-yes, then I won't bother you." She bent her eyes and waved her hand.It's probably almost time to get busy in the store, and I have to go back to help.

The courses in the second half of the semester are still very simple, and I have already completed the courses up to the third grade. Compared with the previous studies, everything here is really not worth mentioning.

The scars caused by the anti-punishment training in the early days seemed to have gradually disappeared due to the growth of the body. When I took a bath, I found that there were no old scars on my body.

Anyway, it's not a bad thing.

Near the end of the term, I borrowed a book "Introduction to Advanced Illusion" from the library.After saying hello to my uncle and aunt, I stopped helping in the store and started practicing illusion as soon as possible.After all, the time to borrow books is only one week.

When it comes to practicing illusion, the experimental subjects are always indispensable, and Cheng Fen-shen came in handy again. After several tosses, the crude puppet as the main body was finally reimbursed.

Looks like I need to save up and buy a new one.

Regretfully looking at the puppet who had been chopped up with pits and holes, and whose head was about to fall off, he instantly felt the premonition that the wallet was about to lose weight.

The fatigue caused by phantom training is several times that of other ninjutsu. The training is a bit too much, and occasionally it is even impossible to distinguish between reality and illusion at the end.After five days, he finally had to rely on the pupil technique to get rid of the afterimage of the hallucination.

Looks like I'll have a day off tomorrow.

Shaking his head, the feeling of dizziness gradually faded away. He looked up at the sky, and found that it was completely dark at some point.

This illusion can make people hang around for several hours, and it seems to be good for delaying time.

Waiting for the dizziness to dissipate, he threw a Bingliang pill into his mouth and gradually regained his strength, got up from the ground and dusted off the ashes, preparing to return.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, which seemed to appear suddenly.

After staying in Konoha for a long time, this is the first time I smell this kind of smell in the village.

Turning his gaze to the source of the smell, he walked to the edge of the cliff and looked towards the village.

Uchiha Street... there is no light...

It's not time to go to bed, even when it's time to go to bed, there are still pubs and restaurants on Uchiha Street.

For a moment, it felt as if his heart had stopped beating.

problem occurs.

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