rock ninja log

The classroom was dirty, messy and in poor condition, and the unsupervised brats would not clean it on their own initiative. So Uehara went there early the next morning and cleaned up the paper balls on the floor, cleaned up the cobwebs, wiped the glass, and cleaned the classroom.

The desks and stools are all ready.

The brand new classroom is really nice.

"Hey, morning!" Uehara greeted his classmates.

A child with purple paint on his cheeks was the first to arrive at the school. He stood at the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw the changed classroom. "It's early for you too. I'm Jinnai. Nice to meet you!" Jinnai

His eyes turned into crescent moons as he smiled and waved to Umihara in a friendly manner.

What a polite kid, Uehara responded with a smile.

Today will be a good start.

…

"It's true, he is really a ninja from Iwagakure Village."

"Oh, you have combat experience, you're really awesome."

"So what! He is so much older than us!"...

Uehara was sitting in the last row. The stool was very small. His back was against the wall. There were several little heads around him. He completely lost his bad attitude of treating Uehara as an enemy yesterday.

There was a little head in Uehara's arms, and a kid was lying on his back. More children were surrounding him, and they curiously pointed at the ninja certificate that Uehara took out.

Although Uehara suspected that they could not even recognize the characters, at the age of four, five, six or seven, they were the age of curiosity, cuteness and cuteness.

"No, there are interesting things here for you." Uehara thought that his talent for drawing was stronger than his talent for ninjutsu. "Who wants to read comics?"

"This part is about the battle between the Third Raikage and the White Fang of Konoha..."

"I want I want!"

"Give it to me!"

"Asshole, you stepped on me!"...

In the hands held high above Uehara's head, an unexpected battle turned the notebook depicting the legendary battle between the Third Raikage and the White Fang of Konoha into pages scattered all over the sky.

Let’s not talk about the scratched hands by naughty children.

"Konoha White Fang, is this guy?" I clenched my fists at a little fat guy with no hair on his head, "This guy destroyed the puppet army, dad, uncle and the others..."

"We must kill Konoha White Fang, right?!" The little fat man's face turned red, his eyes were sparkling, and the way he waved his fists showed a fanaticism beyond his age.

"Yes, we must kill Konoha White Fang!"

"And all the Konoha ninja!"

"Yes, all Konoha ninjas!" someone echoed.

"And Kumo-nin!"

"Mist Ninja!" More children echoed.

"And Iwa-nin!"

Iwa nin... have I offended you? Uehara has the urge to run away.

The war has brought trauma to countless ninja villages. As the initiators of war and weapons of death, no ninja is innocent.

The entire sand ninja puppet army has been destroyed. Isn't there even enough teachers to train the next generation of puppet masters? Uehara thought to himself as he looked at the little devils who returned to their seats, sobbing and eating their food.

"Hello...hello."

Someone touched his empty sleeve, and a soft voice came out. Uehara, who was supporting his chin with his hand, turned his head.

"Hello, this is my seat." The little girl wearing a scarf shyly pointed to the stool under her original seat.

"Oh, I'm sorry, give it back to you."

Uehara was embarrassed, so he quickly gave up his position.

"Brother, I'll give you the seat after I have breakfast." The little girl, whose name she still didn't know, was very sensible.

"No, it's not necessary." Uehara waved his thanks repeatedly, "I will have a new desk tomorrow."

The classroom turned out to be a place for breakfast, and the whole room was filled with the aroma of food. Puppetry Class C was an unattended kindergarten, Uehara became more and more convinced of this.

After a while, "Kill White Fang! Kill all Konoha ninjas!"

A childish roar made Uehara almost laugh. It was the bald kid again. He had finished eating and was the bully in the kindergarten.

"So, let's go play! Today I brought a big furry bear!"

A group of immature sand ninja brats raised their fists and shouted to kill White Fang and kill all the Konoha ninjas. Uehara felt a hint of **** and the long-lost boiling blood.

The brush is not here, otherwise it would have to be drawn.

Sure enough, he couldn't be more handsome for three seconds. Before they put down their clenched fists, the brats immediately turned the topic to the game, and a certain Iwa Ninja was still in a state of excitement and had yet to recover.

"Hey, I'm talking to everyone."

Uehara took a few steps to the door and blocked the kid who was about to go out with his body.

"You are all descendants of the terrible puppet army of Sand Ninja Village. Although you are still young, I feel that it is never too early to start working towards becoming a great ninja."

It turns out that Uehara came to Kazugakure to learn the puppetry technique. The goal was already difficult, and the actual situation was very bad. However, if there is no chance, you must try your best to create opportunities. Uehara is the miracle ninja of Iwagakure.

"Konoha White Fang, the destroyed puppet army, and revenge on Konoha Ninja Village."

As he spoke, Uehara walked to the podium.

"Konoha White Fang is a very powerful enemy. If you want to defeat him, you must work harder."

"The puppet class has been in session for eight weeks, but you haven't learned anything about puppets."

"Too much time has been wasted. If there is really a sand ninja who can defeat White Fang," Uehara shook his head contemptuously, "Unfortunately, it will never be you."

After saying this, the kids didn't get angry, they just returned to their seats dejectedly.

"So what? Grandpa Feng Ying said that the puppet army has a fatal flaw and the puppet army must be reduced."

"Yes, after graduating from ninja school, I will work in a ninja tool shop. I don't need to learn puppetry."

"My dad said that too! He said he wanted me to go to a ninjutsu class. Learning puppetry is a waste of time!"

"That's right! The puppet technique is too stupid and cannot stop the Konoha ninja at all."

…

During the lively discussion, Uehara roughly understood the matter.

The complete destruction of the puppet army was considered by Kazekage to have a fatal flaw, so he abolished the puppet jutsu system.

Most of the daily life of ninjas comes from mission commissions. Because of the poor performance of the puppet army, even the remaining puppet masters have lost confidence in the puppet technique, let alone other ninjas. Konoha White Teeth not only defeated the sand ninja

The puppet army also defeated the will of the puppet masters who had inherited the legacy since the establishment of Fengyin Village.

More children choose to study in other directions according to their parents' wishes. Or medical ninjutsu, or regular ninjutsu, or taijutsu, etc.

Puppetry has hit its lowest point.

"This may be an opportunity." Just like the stock market, you may still make money by buying at the bottom, Uehara mused.

Even the descendants of the puppet master no longer learn puppetry. How can this be done? If you don't learn it, I still have to learn it, Uehara screamed in his heart.

"I can provide you with a lot of help regarding defeating the Konoha White Fang." Uehara's words were very seductive. "Where did my album go? You tore it into pieces. Give it back to me. It's the third generation Raikage and the Konoha White Fang."

A battle that actually happened."

As expected, things related to White Fang aroused the mood of the little devils again.

"I have the first page here!"

"I have page four!"

"Page 29 is here!"

…

The notebooks that had been dismantled gathered together, a pile of messy and damaged paper leaves. (To be continued)