Asma didn't want others to know that he was paying attention to the red-eyed girl.
So, without waiting for Mizuki to finish his words, he gave Mizuki a subtle glare.
Mizuki naturally didn't dare to contradict the most "powerful" second generation in the village, so he hurriedly lowered his head, his eyes full of resentment.
At this time, the Eight Gods also reacted, "Asma -san, you also want to run for class president?"
"Yes." Asma proudly raised his head, "Why? Am I not qualified? "
"Of course not, as long as you are a member of this class, anyone is qualified to run for class president." The Eight Gods only felt a headache, of course, he could see that Asma's election was more of a joke.
However, he wasn't worried about Garashi's failure, he saw very clearly that Asma's popularity was far worse than Garashi's.
What he was really worried about was that Asma would find trouble with Garashi after losing the election.
Although he believed that Naruto -sama wouldn't care about such a trivial matter, but as the son of Naruto, as long as Asma wanted, he could easily find someone willing to teach Garashi a lesson.
As a member of the Ninja Academy, he was very clear about the existence of campus bullying, and what's more terrible is that under this kind of hidden rules, the intervention of teachers will only make things worse.
"I can only expand the scope, so that he won't lose so badly." The Eight Gods thought, then looked at the others with encouraging eyes, crazily hinting, "Is there anyone who wants to run for class president? It doesn't matter, even if you lose, you don't have to care! "
It's a pity that among these freshmen, there was no one like Garashi who understood the meaning of the song, and many of them even looked around with righteous indignation.
"Whoever dares to compete with Garashi -san, is going against me, Takitani Ryosuke!"
"Yes, except for Garashi -san, I won't submit to anyone!"
"Let that arrogant guy see that we, civilian ninjas, are not easy to bully!"
Seeing this, the Eighth Saint could only say dryly, "Then … Alright, everyone, write down the name of the person you support on the paper and hand it in after you're done. There's no need to register it."
Listening to the rustling sound of writing, the eight gods sighed secretly. "Alas, I can only hope that Asma's identity as the son of Naruto won't make him lose too badly."
Soon, everyone finished writing the notes and brought them to the podium.
The Eight Saints looked at the voting data, and his expression became very interesting. He rubbed his cheeks with both hands and said, "Ahem, I now announce …"
Asma shouted, "Wait, teacher, you haven't told me the exact number of votes!"
Eight Awakenings laughed dryly. "There's no need to announce the exact number of votes, right?"
"How can that be? Of course, voting has to be fair and open! "
"But …"
"If you don't want to announce it, I'll do it myself."
The Eight Saints said helplessly. "Since you insist, then … Alright."
Asma jumped up from his seat, and when he passed by Garashi, he glanced at him provocatively.
Taking the "ballot", he just glanced at it and became excited. "Asma, one vote!"
Asma said loudly, proudly looking at Garashi from the corner of his eyes.
Unfortunately, Garashi was smiling and didn't seem to care, which made him feel like he punched cotton.
"Humph." Asma grunted twice in dissatisfaction, then continued to look at the pile of papers. "Shimizu Garashi, one vote, Shimizu Garashi, two votes, Shimizu Garashi …"
Every time he pulled out a piece of paper, Asma's face became ugly.
After counting the last one, Asma said in a hoarse and weak voice, "Asma, one vote, Shimizu Garashi, 69 votes, Shimizu Garashi … Victory!" (The number of students in the ninja school in the original work is too small, even if you add in the ninja family ninja, it's impossible to imagine how to make up the number of ninja allied forces, so here it's appropriate to increase a little bit)
The last sentence seemed to drain all his strength, he lowered his head and only felt that every gaze was full of ridicule and malice.
In fact, no one is laughing at him, people only care about the winner, and for the loser, even ridicule is a waste of energy.
"That's great! I knew Student Shushi would win!"
"It's a pity, I don't know which traitor voted for that guy."
At this moment, Asuma finally realized what had happened. "That's not right. That vote seems to have been cast by me!"
At this moment, Asma almost wanted to find a hole to hide in, he was so excited that he didn't even recognize his own handwriting.
"Great, Garashi -kun, I knew you could do it!" Kurenai leaned over and congratulated him with a red face.
"Well, thank you for your trust in me." Garashi politely responded to everyone's congratulations.
"The honor and cheers are all his, I have nothing." Asma saw this and felt even more sour in his heart, he couldn't help but shout with red eyes, "Shimizu Garashi, this time I lost, but now I want to challenge you again, let's use the ninja method to determine the winner!"
Yagami frowned, "Asma -san, you should have learned how to refine Chakra, you are already half a ninja, don't you think it's too much to bully an ordinary person like Garashi?"
Asma asked dumbfoundedly, "Huh? He doesn't have Chakra yet? "
From the age of five to fifteen, the human body develops the fastest, and it's also the best age to practice Ninjutsu. Because of this, the ninja school opened classes at the age of five to teach children of the right age to refine Chakra.
However, just as there are no two identical leaves in the world, there are real differences between people.
People with good physical fitness can refine Chakra in advance, and it's impossible for the ninja school to let every student be stuck at the age of five to enter the school.
Therefore, practicing Chakra in advance is generally the patent of big ninjas, and this advantage under the unspoken rules is actually a tacit understanding of everyone.
Yagami nodded, "Garashi -san is different from you, he doesn't have a special teacher to teach him."
"It seems … he's the one who doesn't have anything." Asma subconsciously opened his mouth, and after a long while, he apologized in a low voice, "I'm … I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't know Ninjutsu."
Everyone looked at this scene with surprise, this arrogant guy doesn't seem so annoying anymore.
Yagami also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, Naruto -sama's son can't be that kind of unreasonable person.
"Humph, but don't expect this matter to be over, when you learn Ninjutsu, I will challenge you again." Asma looked firmly at Garashi, "I just want to prove that only the weak like you will huddle together for warmth!"
From the beginning, Garashi didn't have the same worries as Yagami, whether it's the portrayal of the original historical trajectory or his own observation, he can be sure that Asma is not the kind of arrogant and domineering second generation kid, at best, he can only be regarded as a rebellious kid who wants to attract the attention of his father and some people.
To deal with this kind of kid, sometimes, you have to be even more childish than them!
"Asma -san, the real strong don't need to prove anything!"
Asma's body trembled slightly, calmed down, and re-thought the words Garashi said before, he seems to smell the breath of the same kind.
"Then tell me, what kind of person can be regarded as the real strong?"
"Of course … the person who can practice his Ninjutsu and be unwavering!"
Asma subconsciously wanted to nod, but thinking of his current position, he forcibly restrained the desire to nod his head.
"So, I will accept your challenge!"
"Huh? What did you say? "
"Didn't I already say before? Only those who are recognized by everyone can be Naruto! "Garashi said word by word," And this is my Ninjutsu! "
Many people were still confused, but Asma already understood, "So, you want to get my approval to accept the challenge? Strong, you are the real strong! "
Everyone was at a loss, why did the touching words spoken by Garashi have an inexplicable sense of shame when spoken by Asma?
This must be because the person who spoke was different!
Asma didn't care about the strange gazes of the people, he was gradually getting into a good mood, "Fighting with a strong person like you has always been my pursuit, you can say a definite time."
If Asma is the dominant Ninjutsu, then Garashi is the implicit Ninjutsu. After all, he still has to take care of his own image, as long as he says some ambiguous words to let Asma interpret him as a "close friend" of the Ninjutsu, it will be fine.
"Then half a month, no matter if I win or lose, I will do my best!"
"Only half a month? Then I won't take advantage of you, I will tell you my Chakra refining method to help you master Chakra as soon as possible! "
"Hey, wait." The Eight Saints hurriedly shouted, "You leaked the Sarutobi clan's Chakra refining method, Garashi will be held responsible."
"Who told you it's the Sarutobi clan's Chakra refining method?" Asma squinted his eyes and said coolly, "Don't forget, that person is called the Ninjutsu Professor!"
Oh, so it was developed by Naruto -sama … The Eight Saints suddenly understood, then the corner of his eyes twitched, what kind of strange name is "that person"?
He always felt that Naruto -sama's son was not normal!
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