rock ninja log

"Brother Uehara! Brother Uehara!"

Someone was shouting through the window early in the morning, completely disrupting Uehara's plan to sleep until dawn.

I can get dressed in four seconds at the fastest and pack my equipment in ten seconds. This is a quality that has been honed for a long time.

"Fengfu, is it you?" The door opened, and it was not another companion, but Xiao Fengfu, whose head only reached Uehara's chest.

"I graduated today!" Fengfu held up Iwagakure's forehead protector and showed it off to Uhara. The brand new forehead protector was a blood-red color. Unlike Uehara's, it was stained with sweat, blood, and dust.

After the messy things are soiled, they will look brown no matter how much you wash them.

"Awesome Fengfu!" Uehara extended his thumb, "There is not a single stone in the yard. Your mission has been successfully completed. Let's go and treat everyone to something to eat."

Jinchuuriki has been bullied since he was a child, but he didn't deserve to be bullied. When the children threw stones at Han's house, Uehara beat them up. As a result, he violated the ninja regulations and was imprisoned in a small school.

The room is dark.

But the regulations are for formal ninjas, and Fengfu and the others who have not yet become ninjas are not included in this.

In order to prevent rocks from flying over and smashing the bowl when he was eating, and to prevent Han from being bullied, Uehara creatively hired a group of brats from the ninja school to deal with the naughty children.

There was one D-level mission a day, from going to the battlefield to coming back from the battlefield, there was not a single day left unfilled, and Fengfu and the others really didn't let a single stone fly into the yard.

Persistence is a good quality. If the talent is stronger and the luck is better, maybe Feng Fu will become a powerful guy when he grows up.

But you must know that the vast majority of people are those with no talent and bad luck.

One hundred and eighty-five days, one D-level mission per day. After calculating the eleven people led by Feng Fu, Uehara gave the whole number eleven million.

The third generation old man was so stingy that when Uehara exchanged the heads of a dozen Konoha Jonin for money, he only gave them 10 million. If he wanted to sell them to Kakuzu on the underground black market, he could sell them for 100 million.

After settling Fengfu and the others' remuneration, Uehara was completely out of money.

I don’t know why children like eating such greasy barbecue so much. There is a famous Ichiraku Ramen restaurant in Konoha, and there is also a very expensive barbecue Q. Now, there is a barbecue Q on the first floor of Morihuiya, made by Wutong.

cooking, and the barbecue made by Huo Dun Aikawa is superb.

"More!" After having eaten more than a dozen plates, Fengfu ordered another portion. Aikawa was not a profiteer, and the portion he gave was very generous. He was afraid that there would be problems if he ate more, so Uehara stopped him, "Aunt Mori Hui,

That’s it, they’ve already eaten too much.”

"By the way," when he was about to leave after drinking some water and wiping his mouth, Fengfu suddenly remembered something he had almost forgotten, "Teacher Vanilla said that Brother Uehara should go to school to pack things in the dormitory, and the new students should

Checked in.”

"My...my dormitory?" Uehara was a little stunned.

"Yes, it's yours."

…

When I traveled through time and knew how to hold a knife, I had to fight fierce enemies, sacrifice and bleed along the way. This was not what the original Uehara experienced, but a soul from a different world.

Orphans may have similar characteristics, with few friends, less money, and fewer dreams. But underneath their lonely hearts, there may be magnificence hidden beneath the calmness.

Just like the beds in the dormitory in the previous life, things were placed on the upper bunk, and people slept on the lower bunk. The neatly folded quilts were still in good condition. The quilt cover had been washed too many times and had turned white, and the original pattern and color could not be seen clearly.

Under the bed, there is a row of shoes ranging from small to large. Maybe there are holes in the big toes from exercising too much.

"How long have I lived at the school? Have I always been here?" Uehara was groping for pairs of shoes, from palm-sized ones to palm-sized ones, to very sturdy ninja shoes. Uehara was thinking a lot.

He seemed to see a super naughty kid who ran all over the mountains and plains every time after school. He seemed to run just for the sake of running. When his companions were together, he screamed wildly, and when he was alone, he also ran.

, howling and cheering so loudly that it could be heard in the distant mountains.

This must be the case, otherwise it would not be enough to explain why so many pairs of shoes were broken.

There are six people in a room, "Gui Shou, so you sleep here." The name on the mark on the bed is still there, and I still recognize the name.

Guishou must be a super sloppy guy. The wall next to him has completely turned black. He must have gotten dirty by stepping on the wall without washing his feet every night.

I only knew one ghost leader, and Uehara didn't recognize any of the other names. There were more than a thousand people, and I didn't know where they were assigned to or how they died in battle.

Let Shang Yuan pack his things, but these things are relics to another soul.

There was a pile of bald pencils, biscuits and candies that seemed to have been moldy for a long time, colorful stones picked up from somewhere, a little bit of pocket money, and some very interesting things.

"I seem to like you."

"Wow, I really like you."

"I like you very much."

…

If I write these things every day, I don’t know how long ago I started writing them, and it takes so long that the pages turn yellow.

"Little Uehara, who do you like?" Uehara smiled, "If she's pretty, how about I help you marry her?"

He was not in a good mood, especially when he asked the guy in the Academic Affairs Office where the ghost's relics were, and the answer he got was that they had been disposed of. Uehara suppressed his anger so that he did not demolish the Academic Affairs Office.

During the critical period of Starscream's adjustment, everyone went to the Demolition Corps to receive high-intensity training, but Uehara took a leave of absence for himself, which lasted for two days.

He only treasures things he doesn’t have but wants very much, so in the past, Ko Uehara treasured candies.

Even if they were broken, he would still be reluctant to eat them. Now, these broken candies are all fake Uehara's.

"Is there no preservatives in the ninja world, uncle..." Uehara's mouth felt sore after eating the strange-flavored candy, but he did not spit it out. He lay on the ground with his arms as pillow, and the clouds in the sky were very white.

I heard that clouds can look like various things, some look like animals, some look like big trees, some look like people, but nothing looks like anything in Uehara.

"I don't have your soul, how do I know who you like?" Uehara neatly arranged a box full of notes. As soon as they were arranged, a gust of wind came, causing him to chase them all over the mountains and plains for a long time.

"Besides, if you like it, you should have told me earlier. It would be a pity if you didn't tell me even though you're already on the battlefield."

"Are all orphans so miserable?"

"Speaking of which, if your soul is still there, well...then Uehara, what are you doing now? Maybe you don't like being a ninja? I don't like it either..."

"Extraordinary power is amazing. But the price is too high."

"Also, Uehara Earth and Stone, who gave you this name? Did you name it when you saw the soil and stones? Hahahaha..."

Like a fool, Uehara talked to himself for a long time. There was only a napping owl next to him. It didn't want to hear anything, it just wanted to continue sleeping.