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Chapter 3

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The next day, Tsukuyomi got up early. He didn't have the habit of staying in bed. Not to mention, he was going to the Ninja Academy today. After skipping classes for a day, Tsukuyomi didn't want to be last place like Naruto.

"Aoyama, how did you sleep last night?" Shihisa looked at Aoyama with sleepy eyes. Yoshino was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Shikamaru also just came out of his room. His sleepy appearance was the same as Shihisa's.

"I slept very well, Shihisa -san, don't worry about me. If there's anything, I'll look for Aunt Yoshino." Aoyama looked at Shihisa with a smile. To be honest, he didn't know what to say about Hyorinmaru. In the end, he decided to let nature take its course. Anyway, Kiba was the most open among the Five Great Ninja Villages. They were very tolerant of all kinds of Kekkei Genkai. Tsuka Aoyama was born and raised in Kiba, so it wasn't a big deal for him to awaken some abilities.

Yoshino, who was holding a tray, heard the conversation. She put down the tray in her hand and smiled gently. "Shihisa, I'll take care of Aoyama. You should focus on your work."

Shihisa -san, who was afraid of his wife, nodded and then went to wash up with Shikamaru.

"Aoyama, have you finished washing up? Then come sit over here. The two of them are dawdling every day. " Ji Nai set the table and asked Yue Hua to sit beside him. He asked her questions for a long time, from food to accommodation. He knew Yue Hua's likes and dislikes very well.

After breakfast, Aoyama and Shikamaru rushed out of the house and walked towards the Ninja Academy. There was still some time before class, so they weren't in a hurry.

"Hey? Aoyama, why are you carrying a knife? " Shikamaru noticed the long sword at Aoyama's waist the moment he stepped out of the door. It had a light purple diamond-shaped hilt, a cross-shaped hilt, and a pitch-black scabbard. It looked quite extraordinary.

"I plan to practice my swordsmanship properly. This is also Tsuka's family heirloom. Now that I have to inherit it, I want to start by getting used to carrying a sword." Aoyama put her left hand on the hilt of her sword. This was the excuse she came up with this morning. It wasn't perfect, but since it involved Tsuka's family heirloom, outsiders shouldn't interfere.

Sure enough, even Shikamaru was silent for a moment before he said while stammering, "That … uh … Aoyama, my condolences! Don't be too sad. "

Shikamaru comforted Aoyama clumsily, which touched Aoyama's heart. However, it seemed that even a genius with an IQ of over 200 was not very good at comforting people.

"Don't worry! I'm not that weak, don't worry. " Aoyama giggled and hugged onto Shikamaru's shoulder, then patted on his shoulder, "However, I didn't expect that you also know how to comfort people. I thought that you have always been so lazy."

Shikamaru who was far from being calm and mature, immediately became angry, "Aoyama, you are so long-winded, you are even more talkative than Ino."

Aoyama provoked Shikamaru all the way, and finally arrived at the Ninja Academy.

In the classroom, it was still noisy, especially Naruto, this fellow, who was jumping up and down restlessly. Aoyama's gaze turned and suddenly saw the number one genius in the class, Sasuke Uchiha, who had a cool little face and a very arrogant look.

However, Aoyama's heart skipped a beat. If he didn't remember wrongly, now was the 56th year of Kiba, which was the year when the Uchiha clan was exterminated. As for when exactly it was, he wasn't very clear, but it should be around the recent period!

"Sasuke, let's sit together." A pink haired girl squeezed beside Sasuke Uchiha and said with a smile.

"What? Wide forehead, get out of my way, I'm the one sitting next to Sasuke. "The blonde girl with a ponytail squeezed through without showing any weakness.

"Pig Ino, what did you say?"

Haruno Sakura and Yamanaka Ino began their daily quarrel again, and every quarrel basically revolved around Sasuke. Aoyama looked at Naruto who had tears in his eyes and almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. The current Ninja Academy was still very lively, if not for Naruto's identity and Sasuke Uchiha who was about to turn evil.

Aoyama and Shikamaru's arrival attracted the attention of a chubby fatty, who was continuously stuffing snacks into his mouth. After swallowing the snacks in his mouth, he shouted, "Ah! Aoyama, you came to class! "

Along with the chubby Akimichi Dingji's shout, basically everyone's attention was attracted, even Ino and Sakura who were quarreling endlessly turned their heads and looked over.

"En … Good morning everyone!" Scratching her head, Aoyama greeted everyone.

"Hey! Aoyama, are you alright? "

"Do you want to rest for a few more days? Is it alright for you to come to school so early?"

A group of people surrounded Aoyama. Aoyama's popularity in class was also rather high. She had silver white hair, inherited the appearance of her parents, and with her second life as a human, her personality was very bright and cheerful, and she was always able to resolve some conflicts. Thus, her popularity was not much lower than Sasuke who was cold and aloof.

After smiling and replying to everyone's greetings, Aoyama walked to the back of the classroom with difficulty and found an empty seat to sit down. Everyone's seat wasn't fixed, and it depended on when you came, you could find a seat to sit down.

"Ding ling ling!" At the same time when the bell rang, the teacher walked in. There was an eye-catching scar on the bridge of his nose, and in his hand was a name list. Patting on the name list, the teacher said, "Alright, everyone be quiet, we are going to take attendance. Naruto, find a seat and sit down, stop quarreling.

Haiko Iruka, who had a slightly dark complexion, was a Chunin teacher of Kiba Ninja Academy, and currently, he was the teacher of Aoyama's class. Looking around, he saw Aoyama who was sitting at the back of the classroom.

"Oh! Aoyama, you are here for class! After class, come to the office and look for me! We are going to take attendance now. "Iruka spread out the name list in his hand." Mai Huo Taro. "

"Here!" A very sturdy looking young man smiled and sat right beside Aoyama.

"Keimei Mochizuki."

"Here!" The beautiful young woman had a determined look on her face as she sat side by side with Aoyama and Mai Huo Taro.

… ….

Sitting on the chair, Aoyama's eyes were slightly closed, pretending to be listening to the teacher attentively. However, in reality, she was silently refining her Spirit Chakra. On the podium, Iruka was explaining the basic knowledge of the ninja world, but not many people were listening to him attentively.

Naruto was sleeping soundly, Sasuke had a look of disdain on his face, Sakura looked at Sasuke infatuatedly, Shikamaru was also sleeping on the table, Dingji was skillfully eating snacks, Ino was also looking at Sasuke affectionately, Shino's table was full of bugs, Inuzuka was teasing Akamaru, and Hinata was shyly looking at Naruto.

Currently, nine of the Twelve Strongest Ninjas were still living in a happy family in Kiba. Except for Naruto who was being treated coldly, Sasuke who was about to face a tragedy, and Hinata who was being neglected by his father, the rest of the Twelve Strongest Ninjas were living their lives lazily, including Aoyama.

Aoyama didn't have any ambition just because she was reborn. Aoyama just wanted to enjoy the family that she had been longing for for a long time. However, the cruelty of reality made Aoyama wake up. The ninja world was full of bloodshed. Only the strong could survive, and the weak could only go with the flow.

Therefore, Kiba Year 56, Kiba Ninja School. Tsuka Aoyama was concentrating on refining her Chakra in the classroom while silently communicating with Hyorinmaru.

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