Chapter 64: Perception (Part 1)

After class, Anjuro and Giyu's performance in the practical class was immediately presented to the third generation.

"What a surprise. Are students of this age making it difficult for you?"

Sandai clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the vague class records and teacher comments on the table with only a few keywords. He felt a little regretful as to why he didn't get a clone to watch the live broadcast today.

[It was all because of the root cause that I had to explain it to the nobles myself. 】

Three teachers from the first grade of the ninja school stood in a line opposite him, all of them looking ashamed.

They only half-understood that battle, and when they looked back and wrote down the records, they couldn't find any words to describe it.

"Okay, don't have any psychological burden."

The third generation understood their difficulties and smiled gently at the teachers, which made them feel relieved a lot.

"That child of the Uchiha family was personally trained by the 'Shunshen Shisui'.

"As for Purgatory Anjuro, he was sent to the village by Tsunade."

"Is that really the case?"

The eyes of Da Shijie and the other three people lit up, and they suddenly realized that everything that was unreasonable was now somewhat reasonable.

If Uchiha Shisui trained him personally, Giyuu would be able to accept that speed.

If Anjuro is related to Tsunade, his power to distort the air seems to be explained.

But why would such a child be sent to a ninja school? !

"Sandaime-sama, do you think it is necessary for them to graduate early like Uchiha Itachi?"

Itachi Uchiha was the best student that Oishui brought up, and he was also the example he gave most often in class.

If a student in your class graduates early, then as a teacher, you will naturally feel honored.

But on the other hand, there is a student in the class that he cannot teach hanging around in front of him every day, as if he is mocking his incompetence.

Seeing the thoughtful look on the third generation's face, the younger Yin Luka quickly raised objections: "Teacher Oishi, although these two children are very powerful in physical skills, the work of a ninja is far more than just head-on combat. They haven't mastered a lot of necessary knowledge yet. Graduating early to do ninja tasks will only put them in danger."

"Yin Luka is right."

The third generation nodded approvingly, but never mentioned that Giyuu did not want to become a ninja, nor did he say that Anjuro was still just a "guest" in the village.

He said in a kind tone: "Now all countries are reducing the funding of Ninja Village. There will be no wars for a long time. There is nothing wrong with giving children more time to grow and play. Some things, It won’t do any good for children to face it too early.”

He paused as he spoke, "Besides, isn't it the original intention of us elders to allow children to grow up happily? As long as we can still shoulder the responsibility of this village, let's let them live an easier life when they are young. I can still hold on for a long time with my old bones, hahaha!”

Looking at this kind old man without any pretensions, the respect and love in the hearts of the three of them were beyond words.

The third generation touched his beard and was very satisfied with their reaction. Only such people are suitable to be teachers in the ninja school.

"But in order to prevent other children from having too big a sense of gap, we will not ask them to play in the practical classes every half month in the future. According to what you said, Purgatory Anjuro sent out the invitation, and Uchiha Giyuu also I have accepted that they will do the training on their own in private and do not need your supervision.”

The teachers were immediately relieved.

From now on, they no longer have to worry about a certain yellow-haired kid standing up and letting them explain and evaluate the actions of those two people.

"Let's leave it like this for now."

The third generation gently rubbed his fingers on the cigarette rod, thought for a few seconds, and then asked: "Today is the first actual battle for the first grade. There should be a lot of injured children, right?"

Oishiki took a step back and glanced at Umino Yinluka, meaning to let him speak.

"This...as you would expect, because it is the first time, many students cannot understand the meaning of doing this. As time goes by, physical training has turned into children's fights, and more than a dozen students have been injured."

Yin Luka felt guilty but still had a wry smile on his face.

"It's just that their injuries are all minor. It's just Uzumaki Naruto from our class..."

Speaking of this, he paused for two or three seconds before continuing: "He should have some private grudges with Uchiha Sasuke. We have already announced the winner, but he suddenly got up and attacked, so Sasuke got out He hit him hard and knocked him unconscious..."

Seeing that the third generation became expressionless, Yin Luka emphasized: "But after the teacher in the infirmary checked and found that Uzumaki Naruto was fine, Giyuu took the medicine and carried him home. I'm really sorry. , I didn’t stop them in time, that’s why this happened, Third Generation, please punish me.”

After saying that, he quickly lowered his head.

The third generation's expression warmed up.

He had just come back from outside and had not seen the ANBU who went to the ninja school today "just in case."

However, Naruto was beaten and injured in class, but he still had no tendency to go violent, which made him very happy.

After all, the two times Naruto's Nine-Tails chakra leaked were because others, not himself, were harmed. In addition, with Yiyong beside him, his mood will be more stable.

But now, he also wanted to add another level of insurance to Naruto's campus life.

"Naruto is not an ordinary child. You must pay attention next time. Forget it this time."

The third generation's tone was more of a reminder than an accusation.

But this tolerance only exacerbated Yinluka's guilt.

For a moment, he even wondered if it was because of his hatred for Naruto that he didn't have time to stop Sasuke's final blow. But if this is really the case, it will not only damage his honor as a teacher, but also live up to the expectations of three generations of him.

Sandai could see his face with only his peripheral vision, and could probably guess what he was thinking.

It was originally arranged by him to let Yinluka teach Naruto. They are the kind of people who can't hide their inner thoughts.

So the old man picked up his pipe and said casually: "Since Yin Luka is so worried about him, go and see him this afternoon."

"Eh?" Young Yin Luka raised his head, widened his eyes, and was very surprised.

"No one at home takes care of him, and he was injured again today. It must be very inconvenient to cook and eat at night."

The third generation said with a smile: "Besides, since you all like Ichiraku Ramen, then you can take him to have a meal."

["No one at home takes care of him..."]

Yin Luka was stunned for a moment. But after some inner struggle, he finally nodded.

[In the worst case, I’ll just leave after eating, so there’s no need to say anything else. 】

"I don't force you to do anything. Just decide how to do it. Don't force yourself."

The third generation stood up and waved gently, indicating that they could leave.

"Finally, since so many freshmen were injured today, let's give the first graders a day off tomorrow."

"Yes." The three of them bowed at the same time, then left the Hokage's office and went back to inform the students about the holiday.

Half a minute later, Sandai walked to the bookshelf nearby and picked up a scroll that looked a bit dated. The seal of the scroll is painted with the symbol of Uzushio Village.

He found this from the archives not long ago and thought he would never use it again.

"King Kong Blockade, Kagura's Heart Eye, are stunts that can only be used by the red-haired Uzumaki tribe. I don't know if he can do it..."

He muttered to himself, put the scroll into his pocket, and then looked out the window.

"Tomorrow, let's go meet this child."

He was not surprised that Anjuro behaved like this. It was impossible to escape from Yu Ren without a few moments.

But now that he heard it from the ninjas in the village, he was even more determined to keep the child. He is so strong even without using chakra, and with the huge amount of chakra of the Uzumaki clan, the future is bound to be limitless.

Although it seems a bit strange that Purgatory Anjuro came to this village and first became friends with Uchiha, who was theoretically the most difficult to get along with, it was at least a symbol of integrating into this place.

Now Anjuro and Giyu have become "opponents" who encourage each other, and they will definitely have frequent contact in the future. Naruto is almost Giyuu's follower, and sooner or later he will get close to Anjuro.

The two of them are the only people left in Konoha who have the blood of the Uzumaki clan. But judging from the hair color, Purgatory Anjuro's whirlpool features should be more obvious. Only he can learn and practice this scroll.

Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned slightly, although Purgatory Anjuro does not yet belong to Konoha...

But for him as an orphan, friends, competitors, tribesmen and the blood inheritance in the scrolls, a total of four fetters, can't he still feel a sense of belonging to this village?

Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't think so.

Now, he had to carefully plan what to say after meeting tomorrow, and how to say it, so as to better make Xingjulang fall in love with this village. A child like this, even if he is promised the position of Hokage, must be retained and fought for!

Noon the next day.

After lunch, Yiyong put on his shoes and stood quietly outside the house waiting.

He had made an appointment with Anjurou yesterday to go to where he lived, Tsunade's house, to guide him in extracting chakra while using the breath of fire.

With the amount of chakra he has, he will definitely be able to create a fairly long-lasting clone that can go outside the village and prevent all kinds of evil deeds from happening.

"Oh, he's a volunteer."

An elderly tribesman passing by outside saw Yiyong and said hello to him, "Is your father home?"

"Dad said if anyone asks, just say he's not here."

Yiyong shook his head first and then nodded. He seemed a little conflicted, but he was telling the truth.

This old man has always wanted to arrange for his grandson to join the police force, so he ran there several times a day, just to get to Fugaku and rely on his old age, but he refused to listen to any advice.

Fugaku went home for lunch just to avoid him.

Sure enough, after hearing what Yiyong said, the old man froze in place, neither entering nor leaving.

After a while, his face turned red and his lips trembled and opened, as if he wanted to say something ugly.

But seeing Yiyong's face that said "No matter what you say, I won't give you any feedback", he stamped his feet and walked away angrily.

Zuosuke then opened the door and walked out, but half of his face was gloomy, and he couldn't really be said to be happy.

[Zosuke looks uncomfortable. 】

Zhiyong, who successfully recognized emotions, felt a rare sense of accomplishment.

"What's wrong?" He walked over and pointed at Zuosuke's stomach, "Does the place where you were hit yesterday still hurt?"

He had checked it out, and Zuosuke's injury was just an ordinary bruise, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.

But after applying medicine to Naruto, Giyuu knew that everyone's tolerance for pain was different, so he still asked.

"It's not this reason."

Zuosuke pushed away Giyuu's hand that was pressing on his stomach, with a hint of complaint in his eyes.

"Besides, if that guy hadn't suddenly attacked, how could I have been hit by him! It's a great shame."

Zuosuke was furious when he thought of the fact that Giyuu directly carried Uzumaki Naruto home yesterday but left him at school.

[Who is your real brother? ]

Giyuu was stunned for a moment, and then asked again: "Then don't you want to go to Kyojuro?"

"..." Zuosuke didn't say anything.

For Uchiha, being crushed by peers of the outside race in terms of strength is a very shameful thing.

What's more, before this, he thought he was "condescending" to allow Kyojuro to be his friend, and he was always very arrogant when getting along with him.

But after what happened yesterday morning, he felt that he would only appear extremely small in front of Kyojuro and Giyuu. This was true both in mind and strength.

Therefore, until now, he still hadn't figured out how to face the other party.

"If you don't want to go, forget it."

Giyuu took Sasuke with him only because Kyojuro mentioned it, but seeing that he was reluctant, he had to give up.

"Then it's just the two of us going together."

"Wait, what two people?"

Sasuke suddenly didn't understand.

"I agreed with Naruto yesterday that we would go together today."

Giyuu answered honestly.

It was his promise to find a "brother" for Naruto. Although Naruto may have never mentioned this matter because he was afraid of embarrassing him, Giyuu would never forget it.

Besides, the strange red chakra in Naruto's body could not be seen by Giyuu alone, and he only hoped that Kyojuro, who was very similar to him at the cellular level, could gain something.

This is why he wanted to take Naruto with him.

Zuozhu stared at Giyu's eyes for three or four seconds before he asked a question in frustration: "Does that mean he can get out of bed today?!"

During the battle yesterday, although the last blow happened suddenly and Zuozhu counterattacked subconsciously, he knew how much force he used. If he had been hit like that, he would probably still be unconscious now.

"Naruto's body is as good as Kyojuro's, so he should be fine now."

In a sense, this is fine, but it doesn't make sense to Zuozhu's ears!

[If I don't go, what will Giyu and Kyojuro teach that guy? Wouldn't I...]

Just a little bit of imagination, Zuozhu couldn't stay any longer.

He turned around and walked out of the clan land ahead of Giyu.