Chapter 199

Three years later.

"Sensei, don't you think my monkey mask is cute?"

Masahiko looked at Iko with a dumbfounded expression as she gestured at the monkey mask on her face.

It may be that the clan has been too peaceful in recent years, and there are more and more children in the clan, and for some reason, more and more children like the mask, and today, the clan held the first mask festival.

"Sensei …" Masahiko was distracted, and Iko called out with dissatisfaction.

"Oh, it's beautiful, beautiful … Where are the other two?" Masahiko came back to his senses and asked about the whereabouts of the other two students.

"Hitomi Arai is still practicing, and he refused to come." Iko pouted, "Nanako -san is also choosing a mask …"

Masahiko nodded, indicating that he understood.

In the past three years, Hitomi Arai was the student that he was most satisfied with. It may be that the self-limited practice method is really useful, or it may be that his physical talent is really high, at only 11 years old, Hitomi Arai has reached the level of a Jonin in terms of physical skills, and sometimes when Masahiko sparred with him, he may make a fool of himself if he doesn't take it seriously.

Masahiko sometimes wants to use self-limited practice, but in the end, he gives up. Because he feels that Hitomi Arai is developing in the direction of Guy and Lee …

As for Iko, she feels no different from three years ago at the age of 9, and she still doesn't look like she has grown up. Occasionally acting spoiled, Masahiko feels that he has raised a daughter. Her ninjutsu learning talent is terrifying, not only has the speed of hand seals caught up with Masahiko, but she has also learned all the B-class wind release and fire release that he taught her. Masahiko plans to teach her the Rasengan series after some time. As long as she grows up, and the amount of Chakra increases a little, she will become a real ninjutsu cannon.

The last student …

"Sensei, I'm coming, see if my mask is handsome!" Just as Masahiko thought of this, Nanako's shout came over.

Masahiko looked up helplessly, Nanako revealed her true nature after becoming completely familiar with Masahiko and the other two in the past few years. She was usually well-mannered and virtuous, but she would occasionally reveal the careless side of her personality, or rather, the shrewish side. Masahiko suspected that she also has a personality like Sakura.

Looking at the mask she chose, it is obvious which girl would choose a Shinigami mask.

Wait … Shinigami mask?

Masahiko's face changed. He looked at Nanako's mask carefully and said, "Nanako, the mask is good. Let me have a look."

"Sensei, you didn 'see my mask …" Iko was displeased.

Masahiko ignored her and took the mask from Nanako. After looking at it carefully, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it only similar in appearance?" Masahiko murmured. He didn't see any Shinigami in the mask. "But why is it Nanako?"

Masahiko was still a little concerned. Nanako's learning of sealing techniques had been progressing very quickly in the past three years, and Masahiko wouldn't be surprised if she could develop the Zombie Demon Sealing Technique in the future.

"Let's pay some attention …" Masahiko returned the mask to Nanako and turned to look at Iko, who was pouting so hard that an oil bottle could hang from her mouth.

"Yi Zi, let me have a look at the monkey mask."

Masahiko took the monkey mask from Iko and put it on his face.

"Sensei, you look like a monkey!" Iko said happily.

Masahiko's face darkened, and he handed the mask back to her.

"I'm probably a clown sent by a monkey …"

Masahiko didn't care that the two students didn't understand what he was talking about, and he continued, "Let's go and have a look at the mask festival."

He brought the two students to the clan's market, and all the various products were replaced with masks today.

Animal masks, human masks, and Shinigami masks …

Masahiko wasn't interested in animal masks. They were more suitable for children. Human masks …

"What the hell, why are there masks designed based on me? And it's a clown one. "

Masahiko's eyes widened, and his face darkened as he looked at the stall owner.

"Isn't this the former Second Elder of Maelstrom? Didn't you say you're going home to retire? Why are you selling masks? "The stall owner was none other than Masahiro Uzumo, the former Second Elder of Maelstrom.

"Masahiko." Masahiro Uzumo looked at Masahiko with a smile. "I've been bored these past few years, so I made a few masks. My grandson doesn't like them, so I can only sell them."

"How old is your grandson? He doesn't like masks? All the children like them … "Masahiko was confused.

"My grandson is 11 years old … but he only knows how to cultivate all day." Masahiro Uzumo paused for a moment, and then said with a smile.

Masahiko's face darkened. "Your grandson, don't tell me he's Hitomi Arai." Masahiro Uzumo nodded. "You really dare to ask me to teach your grandson. We have some grudges in the past …"

"It's been nearly 50 years. I don't care about the grudges in the past. I believe you are the same. And after the battle with Kaguya, I believe you are the most suitable person to be Hitomi Arai's teacher. "Masahiro Uzumo said.

"I've already let go of the grudges in the past," Masahiko said. "But we have a new grudge. You violated my portrait rights."

"What rights?"

"Portrait rights!" Masahiko pointed at the mask and didn't say anything else. He turned around and wanted to leave with his two students.

"Sensei, wait!" Nanako interrupted.

Ten minutes later, Masahiko looked at Nanako with a helpless face. "Masahiko mask."

"Sigh, these people's awareness of the law is too weak. In the future, when Zhu Jian establishes Konoha, I have to remind him to strengthen the villagers' awareness of the law!" Masahiko shook his head and muttered something that no one could understand.

"Sensei, in front of us is the place where I buy the mask!" Nanako's words interrupted Masahiko's thoughts. Masahiko looked up and saw all kinds of Shinigami masks.

Walking to the front of the stall, the stall owner said enthusiastically, "Welcome Masahiko -sama! What can I do for you? " Seeing Nanako behind Masahiko, he was stunned for a moment. "Does this little girl want other Shinigami masks? You really have a good eye. The only Shinigami mask that is different was bought by you … "

Nanako heard the praise and was excited to come forward but was stopped by Masahiko.

"The only one? Not the same? Why is there only one of this mask? "Masahiko was puzzled.

"Uh, actually I didn't make that mask." The stall owner said embarrassedly, "The other masks were made by me. Only that one was found in the junk at home. This mask looked new, so I took it out and sold it. Maybe it was passed down from my ancestors. If that's the case, I'll lose a lot … "

"Speaking of my ancestor, he used to be a big figure in the Land of Fire …"

"Okay, I know." Masahiko interrupted the stall owner and said. "Iko, Nanako, let's go back."

"Who knows, this mask might really be left behind by a big shot …"