Remnant bones

Part-time job, part-time job, or part-time job... Anbu member, medical ninja, public lecturer, plus doctor in the health room.I should say, my lord of the third generation~ You are really relentless in squeezing... Believe it or not, I can sue you for hiring and oppressing "child labor"!Although I know that few people will believe it, it is a tangled fact.

A precocious "uncle" who looks in his twenties but whose actual biological age is only fifteen, that is, me, is sitting in the reception room impatiently at this moment, practicing the unique skill of blowing out the air-conditioning.Looking at the pot of decorative Chlorophytum in the corner of the balcony, I intend to try to calculate how far away is the effective distance to freeze it... At present, the leaves are showing signs of frost, and more efforts are still needed.

Although when I arrived at the school, each class happened to start classes.Due to etiquette and other reasons, Jun Malu and I did not rashly interrupt each other's class, but chose to wait for the other party to finish class in the reception room under the assistant's suggestion.But that doesn't mean I'd like to waste a morning here.

As early as the end of the first class, according to the arrangement explained by the third generation, the Chunin teacher of the first class of the graduating class had already completed all the admission procedures for him.Watching Kimaro leave, while I breathed a sigh of relief, I also frowned at the "Unino Iruka" zhongnin who was marked on the scroll as my inaugural guide but never showed up.

For this future colleague, even though I haven't met, I still directly reduce his impression points to negative without hesitation.

It's not that I'm impatient. I've been a doctor all my life in my previous life. What I lack most is patience.However, surgery, a department that emphasizes practice over theory, makes me have a different obsession with equivalent efficiency results than ordinary people while being patient...for example, the simplest "being late".

It's not that you can't be late or late, because changes are always faster than planned.

But there is a limit to everything, even if there are three generations supporting that "Unino Iruka"... well, for the sake of the three generations old man, I will give him a note, uh, half of my life.

Just at this time, it was said that Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived.

"Then, that...Mr. Kaguya?" A timid black-haired man poked his head from the door. The temperature in the room was low enough to freeze beef, which made his face turn pale.Looking at the situation, things seem to be a little...not good...

"..." If I'm not mistaken, the bell for the lunch break had already rang 15 minutes ago.

Scanning the other party from head to toe in the shortest possible time, under the silver-white eyes, the coquettish dark gold flashed away.The corners of my cold lips curled into a subtle arc, and I "smiled" and said word by word in an unhurried manner: "Mr. Uno Iruka, you came. It's really early."

At this moment, Iruka, whose intuition was unexpectedly sensitive, shuddered.He seemed to be able to foretell... his own future tragedy.

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So, 5 minutes later, Teacher Iruka appeared on the podium.As for what we said in those short 5 minutes, or what was enough to do in such a short time... I can only purse my lips and raise my index finger, "Buddha said: Don't say anything, don't say it~"

At least, I let him walk into the classroom alive without missing arms or legs.

"Kaguya-kun Mai." I introduced myself briefly and succinctly, and I signaled to Iruka to leave. Coincidentally, my class is in the afternoon.

There are no lesson plans, no textbooks, no teaching plans... Should I say this is the trust of three generations in me, or is this purely his whim?If I hadn't given several internship lectures in my previous life, according to my usual habit, I would prefer to learn knowledge from practice - vivisection is undoubtedly the best way to understand applied medicine.

However, I don't want to ruin my newly acquired job so soon by scaring a bunch of bunnies, even if I have no hobby of being a "nanny".

"Now, everyone is transferred to Classroom No. [-] on the second floor." I coldly glanced at the group of chirping chicks below, and the annoying discussions finally completely disappeared from my ears.

Under the simplest strong command, the little devils who have not yet developed their rational thinking obediently succumbed, and could not help but look down at me frequently with curiosity, while pushing and shoving each other to shift positions.

I don't hate children, but that's only limited to the children of precocious directors like Kimaro and Bai. I can't shy away from those little ghosts who are over-spoiled in the greenhouse.Fortunately, there are still a few interesting little devils... For example, the lazy Shikamaru from Nara's house.

His thoughtful eyes swept away from the snoozing boy at the back who was pulled up by the little meatball at the same table.

Shikamaru, who just woke up, felt a chill down his spine.

After following the gazes of everyone around him to the podium, his limp body froze there.That look in the eyes, and the color of the hair... Although the age looks much different, but the damn good slacker genius in memory still recognized the culprit who caused him to lose a chance to take a nap during the holiday.

... Shikamaru suddenly felt that even if he was at home looking after the store, he would not come to school starting tomorrow if he was killed!

Ignoring the stupid fox who started to walk with the same hands and feet beside him, the careful Sasuke noticed that the other party did not have any cover-up sight.Looking at Shikamaru from Nara's family with a somewhat puzzled expression, even though he was not familiar with him, he understood him somewhat... He didn't understand why Brother Kaguya would end up with a No. [-] crane who was as famous as Naruto interested?

In fact, I didn't give him time to figure out why.

She drove a group of little guys like ducks to a big classroom big enough for three classes to attend together.The senior students had already found a place to sit inside, and I closed the door of the classroom after confirming that no mouse had escaped, and started my first class as a "teacher".

There are not many acquaintances in the classroom, but it is not without.If Sasuke and Naruto are not counted, there are only Nara Shikamaru and... that white-eyed brat from the Hinata family.The attention didn't stay on him for long, but if I remember correctly, I asked him not to get out of bed for three days... What day is it now?

Neiji Hinata obviously noticed that I had noticed him, but instead turned his head unnaturally, he was obviously guilty and did not dare to look at me.

I didn't pay much attention to it. After looking around the classroom for a week, I picked up the chalk and wrote the name of the course I was teaching - "Wild Emergency Medicine" on the blackboard, and then said: "There is no textbook for this class, and there is no There is no need for textbooks, the only purpose is to allow you to apply what you have learned from textbooks to practice... Medical treatment, as the name suggests, cannot help you defeat the enemy or complete tasks, but in most cases I believe, It's enough to save your life."

As expected, there was an uproar.Regarding my introduction, the little guys who had no discipline at all buried their heads in discussion.There are people who are excited that they don't need to memorize textbooks, there are those who express doubts about it, and there are also good boys who are worried about their final grades... just like the little guy who stands out from the crowd at the moment.

"Then, that Kaguya-sensei!" Sakura, who was always confident in her test scores, couldn't help being a little surprised when she heard that there was no textbook.He hurriedly raised his hand and stood up and asked, "I would like to ask, if there is no textbook, how do we know the content and scope of the review? Moreover, the fourth grade students are a year older than us, but we have class together. Is this unfair to us?" ? And exams..."

"This class is based on the content of the elementary drug theory class in the second grade. I think your foundation is the same. And because the fourth grade students finish the class earlier, you who have just finished studying should have an advantage." I said I don’t think I can be a good teacher, but because of my responsibilities, I don’t mind answering the students’ questions in class: “As for the test method, it’s practical application. It will be conducted in groups of two, and the topics of each group will be based on Different levels are different, of course, the scores are also different. Ordinary scores are based on class performance, accounting for 40.00% of the total score... Then, Haruno Sakura, what questions do you have?"

"No, no more." In her heart, she secretly rejoiced that the previous textbook hadn't been lost, and she got the answer she wanted, and Sakura sat down satisfied.Some of the students who didn't follow suit also had different expressions of thoughtfulness.

"Very well, then... please 'quiet'." As the discussion in the classroom grew louder, I frowned, and while warning the troublemakers below, I pressed one hand on the blackboard behind me.

"Crack!" There was a crisp, but not loud voice that reached everyone's ears very clearly.The irregular white crack in the middle of the clean blackboard made everyone subconsciously swallow their saliva and shrink their necks.

What kind of strange power is this! ! !

"I said, 'An Jing'." Still in that unhurried and indifferent tone, the group of troublesome little devils below have changed from naughty little monkeys to well-behaved little lambs, a group of little kids waiting to be slaughtered. lamb.

"My class does not allow anyone to be absent, leave early, be late, and take a nap. As for the consequences of violating the rules... I don't think many of you want to try it yourself, right?" A small face nodded frantically.

No matter where it is, the old-fashioned thing like "three fires for a new official" - getting off his horse, is always very effective.As for the blackboard that was "sacrificed" for this, it's just a small crack, I think it's a good deterrent, and I'll keep it as a souvenir.

"Application is equivalent to practice. In my class, many times the experience gained from practice is far more applicable to the theory you have learned from textbooks. Then, I have a few questions... First, when you What is the first thing you do when you encounter danger in the field and get injured?" Standing behind the podium with my chest folded, I asked with a blank expression on my face.

"Report to the teacher, find my grandpa!"

A brightly dressed kid with a family crest stood up, cast a provocative glance at Sasuke who was sitting not far away, and said loudly with disdain and arrogance: "My grandfather is one of the elders of Konoha, he I said it before, no one can hurt me! As long as I say a word, he can burn the whole forest~ I am not like a down-and-out second young master who was so easily wiped out by his own traitor!"

Sasuke's face turned pale, and there was an ominous red light in his dark eyes.He bit his lips tightly, the veins on his clenched fists were bulging, and the whispers and murmurs around him lingered in his ears like a spell, but before he could get angry, the arrogant family child let out a scream fell to the ground.

A white seal in the middle of the forehead is particularly eye-catching.

"Don't let me hear such a stupid answer without thinking again." Playing with the chalk left in the palm of my hand, I warned coldly: "Shosuke Senju, the toilets in the school have been cleaned for two weeks. If anyone helps, I will be guilty of the same crime." , double the time."

traitor?No one is qualified to call Itachi a traitor...even if it's just a hearsay brat.

"So, who's next?"