The Night Watchman said,
It was the easiest time to get tired in the middle of the night, but since he knew that he was tired at that time, of course, he would pay more attention. In other words, if this Night Watchman valued responsibility more than sleep, most ninjas were this kind of person.
So unfortunately,
If he wanted to do something, he had to avoid this time.
But on this day,
The only time people would still be sleepy was in the afternoon. At that time, the sun was high in the sky, and it was broad daylight.
Konoha 61, March 9, 2 o'clock in the afternoon.
The wedding procession in the Land of the Wind had left the National Capital of the Land of the Wind for a few days.
It wouldn't take long.
They would enter the border of the Land of Fire.
And at this moment,
The National Capital of the Land of Fire,
The King's Mansion. The alarm quietly reached the ears of everyone who should have heard it.
A person was riding under a shallow palace wall with a bag on his back.
A group of people surrounded him. This group of people were wearing black clothes and black pants. They wore smiling animal masks. They stood upright under the warm spring sun with cold eyes. This was especially true for the leader.
His eyes were red. If the person on the wall had the guts to raise his head,
If he looked into his eyes,
He would find that there was a comma slowly spinning inside. But fortunately, he didn't. He wasn't a fool.
For a monster who used his eyes as a weapon,
What was the difference between looking into his eyes and blocking his eyes with your body?
In short, for a moment, the afternoon was quiet. Only a few spring bugs came to watch the show and express their opinions.
However, they couldn't stay silent forever. The leader of the rabbit-eyed dog mask finally spoke. Although they were separated by a layer, his voice was still very clear. "... Lord Monarch, it's time for your afternoon nap. Your bedroom is in the opposite direction."
In fact, from a neutral point of view, this voice was quite gentle. However, the young Monarch still swallowed his saliva. He silently climbed down from the low wall and walked back silently. His legs were a little weak. He hugged the small bag in his hand tightly. He didn't care about the group of people following behind him. He walked faster and faster. The moment he saw his residence, he was almost jogging. He ran through the main gate, ran into the second gate, and almost fell into the third gate.
As a result, the panting young man could only put the bag far away. He bit his finger and restrained his impulse to smash something until suddenly another impulse sprouted. After all, he was a young man, and young people were always strong and healthy. Therefore, he could have pushed the cabinet next to him to block the door. Then, he pushed, but even with all his strength, he only managed to move half of his foot. However, the distance between the door and the foot was hundreds of times greater. Therefore, he finally gave up and began to obediently lie down for an afternoon nap. As for the door … it was locked and blocked. Those who could enter could still enter — they were all capable people and ninjas, unlike him.
The young Monarch sighed. He straightened his arm and stared blankly at the back of his hand. It was white and round, different from his thin body and face. It was even a little fat. His fingernails were meticulously trimmed and emitted a pearl-like luster. He thought that if any woman had such a pair of hands, it would definitely prove that she was well-loved and extremely happy. However, this pair of hands was on his body. Although his mother always said that such a pair of hands was a blessing, and he was willing to believe it when he was young, why was this inexplicable feeling of shame growing stronger and stronger? He was a man. Didn't he want to be a man who could protect his mother when he was young … But why was it like this? What time to wake up was arranged by someone, what to do every day was arranged by someone, even where to go and where not to go. In the end, even his marriage was arranged. In the future, what children to raise and educate had nothing to do with him. Was this kind of life really living?
Who didn't imagine their own future when they were young? Who didn't look forward to their own life? But what was the result? The young man thought like this, as if he had given up control of his body and let his arm fall and hit his face. It was very painful, but very real. This was his life. He tried to change, but he was not a ninja who could destroy the world. He was just an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary. He just wanted to do something of his own … If he wanted to do something of his own, would he have to pay with his life … He didn't know. So he fell asleep very quickly. The bed was too soft, the quilt was too comfortable, and the relaxing smell of sleep spread into the room was too strong.
Well, someone did light sleeping incense for him. Otherwise, how could he solve this problem? What if he ran away again? God! The Monarch ran away from home! The Monarch ran away from home to escape the marriage! If the Monarch ran away at this time, even if he didn't succeed, what would the Land of the Wind think? Even if the Land of the Wind didn't think anything of it, who knew what would happen! This kind of event that laid the foundation for decades of peace was ruined because of this damn thing … Hey!
So this time, the Monarch seemed to have done something big.
…
So, three minutes later.
In the Land of Fire, Konoha.
Minato's house, Minato's bedroom
Hatake Kakashi didn't open the door and quietly entered the room. He needed to wake up Naruto from his afternoon nap, but looking at his teacher sleeping quietly under the quilt, he didn't want to move. But how could Bo Fung Watergate not notice that there was suddenly someone beside him.
"What's wrong, Kakashi?" Watergate asked without opening his eyes.
"Ah." Kakashi scratched his head, "The Monarch just ran away from home."
"Don't tell the Anbu around the Monarch that he ran away." Watergate lifted the quilt and sat up, "What time is it?"
"They stopped him." Kakashi went forward to pour a glass of water for his teacher, "It was discovered at 2 o'clock and has been controlled. The number of people who know is no more than the Anbu. It's now 2: 04."
"Oh." Watergate drank half a glass of water, still a little sleepy, "I know. Be careful. If you don't want to get married, you should have said so earlier. Why did you have to do this at the last minute? But he finally has some backbone and knows to run away. "
"Yes." Kakashi almost rolled his eyes, "Even if he said he didn't want to do it, you wouldn't have agreed. If he was really that stubborn, he wouldn't be the Monarch."
"Okay, don't worry. I'll go to the National Capital for a meeting in a few days and have a good talk with that kid." Watergate put down the glass and went to the bathroom to wash his face, "Compared to this, how is Naruto? Today is the first time Yamato met them. Is Naruto satisfied with Yamato? "
"I don't know yet, Sensei. They don't gather until 3 o'clock. If you're worried, you can go take a look later. I don't think Yamato will mind," Kakashi suggested.
"Oh." Watergate nodded and continued to wash his face, ignoring Kakashi.
Kakashi didn't have much to say. He sighed, put the routine briefing on the bedside table, and silently disappeared. He really didn't know how to communicate with Sensei now. He didn't know when that person started to hide his head under the quilt, regardless of the season or the time when he slept. Just like now, it was as if the enchantment was on 24 hours a day, unconsciously isolating the world. Of course, Naruto Uzumaki was always an exception. No matter how tightly he covered his son, he still had to leave an opening for his son. As expected of his biological son, he was different from his disciple. So he had to work hard. In this real world, being able to be used was the best reward for Sensei's years of protection and teaching.
"Kakashi, towel." Watergate finally woke up, but he couldn't find a towel.
"Kakashi." Watergate called out to no avail. In the end, he took off his singlet and wiped his eyes. When he turned around, Kakashi was indeed gone. Minato shook off the water that accidentally got on his hair, then picked up the towel from the ground. After hesitating for a moment, he still used it. Kakashi has been acting strange recently, and he's not very close to people. But he's finally acting like a Shadow Minister. I'm very pleased. I hope he can continue to be like this … Minato thought as he rolled up the towel and vest and threw them into the basket for dirty clothes. Then, he leaned on the bed, shirtless, and read the bulletin. There were still about 20 minutes before the afternoon shift. He hoped that he could quickly finish the boring report in a more comfortable position. Otherwise, if it dragged on until the afternoon, he would be sitting on the hard chair in the office. He didn't want to read it. And he really wanted to see Naruto. He remembered that Yamato had prepared an interesting program for Naruto and the other two in the education report. But should he go or not? Watergate felt that if he went, it would seem that he didn't trust his subordinate Yamato too much. But if he didn't get discovered, it would seem more like peeping. If he got caught peeping … Forget it, he should wait for dinner. His son didn't want to tell his father. Even if he knew, he would pretend that he didn't know!
Ah, silly Naruto's father.
…
In a corner of the Konoha Forest, there was a remote training ground. It was a bit old and overgrown with weeds. In the middle of the empty ground, there was a wooden stake that was as thick as a person. It was a bit rotten, but grass was growing on it. This was the first gathering place of the newly established, no, newly named "Yamato Class."
It was now 3: 10 in the afternoon. White clouds floated in the sky, and a gentle spring breeze caressed the grass. From time to time, some leaves that had been left here last autumn would be swept up. Then, a black crow would fly across the sky and caw twice.
"You must be Sakura Haruno." A deep voice sounded.
"Yes. Yamato -sensei. "Sakura looked up at the tall and sturdy Jonin beside her and saluted him.
There was nothing to say. It was already 3: 20.
Yamato sighed. "Sakura, do Naruto and Sasuke know that we have to gather today?"
"Yes, Yamato -sensei. They received the notice at the same time as me." Sakura was a bit embarrassed. "They … they might have helped a male cat cross the road?"
"Is that so." Yamato looked up and sighed. He wanted to refute Sakura. The standard answer was to help an old lady cross the road, but he didn't have the heart to say it. He could tell that Sakura -san was still not used to lying. If she lied, she should be like that damned Kakashi. No matter how ridiculous the reason was, even if no one believed him, he should still believe that he was right. Only in this way would the lie detector not be able to detect anything. Even Genjutsu and hypnosis would be ineffective.
But Sakura wasn't Kakashi. She already realized what she had just said from her sensei's reaction. "Um, Yamato -sensei, they were actually here, but after a disagreement … I don't know where they went."
"Is that so … I understand." Yamato nodded and smiled at Sakura. "It's okay. The weather is nice today. We can wait."
"Yes, Yamato -sensei." Sakura forced a smile. Although the person in front of her was still smiling gently, Sakura could see that his eyes were burning. And after all, he was a teacher that Naruto specially found to replace the special class … Naruto, Sasuke, I'm afraid you're going to be in for a bad time. But it was really strange. They were usually good friends. Why did Naruto today just congratulate Sasuke for finally opening his Sharingan and ignite a bomb?
… Finally, another 10 minutes passed.
Yamato's mouth twitched. When he accepted the job, he was warned that this job wasn't easy. He was also prepared to be defeated, but he couldn't even see the students. What was this! Kakashi, you bastard, even if you're strong, even if you're the Anbu Minister, you can't hide the fact that you're a lazy bastard!
"Sakura, which direction did they go?" Yamato still maintained a calm face.
"That way." Sakura pointed. Although it wasn't good to betray her companions, offending her future boss, the team leader, and the sensei … She wasn't some nobody! Why did she have to take responsibility for their mistakes! Disrespecting the sensei! Disrespecting the teammates! Free and undisciplined! Causing trouble every day!! Is this what a ninja should do!? Are all boys so ignorant!? They know that they mature later than girls! But that's the body, the body! Not the brain! The brain!
— Xiao Ying's beautiful transformation had turned dark.
The unlucky Yamato also wanted to explode and intimidate this only ninja who seemed to be obedient, but … He lowered his eyes slightly, and a crackling sound appeared under his eyelids. Konoha ninjas are not to be trifled with. It has nothing to do with age. This is something that every Konoha ninja should know … So, he calmed down and waved his hand, summoning his subordinates in the Anbu. They were looking for young master Naruto and young master Sasuke.
The dark group didn't look for him because they had been paying attention to the coordinates 135,246.
Yamato nodded and calmly formed a hand seal. Not long after, the sound of something rubbing against the ground came from afar.
Sakura was frightened. When she looked up, she saw the green branches crawling forward like snakes, and the fork-like branches wrapped around two people … It was Sasuke and Naruto.
"Hey, put me down, come down." The two naughty boys shouted one after another.
Yamato shrugged and made a hand seal to make the technique disappear. Just like that, the two boys fell from the sky. Whoosh! "Unfortunately, this wasn't the sound of his butt landing on the ground. It was the sound of a shuriken hitting a shuriken, and the fire was being driven away by a wave of his hand.
"Hello, let me introduce myself. I'm the new instructor of Class 7. You can call me Yamato." Yamato stood in front of the two boys with his hands behind his back, looking very imposing.
At this time, Naruto and Sasuke finally remembered what they had missed. At the same time, they shrank their necks, looked at each other, and said in unison, "Sorry, Yamato -sensei, we just went to help the old lady cross the road."
Yamato couldn't pretend to be calm this time. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he was full of sadness. In his heart, he had already stabbed Kakashi to death countless times. Naruto -sama, Naruto -sama really didn't wake up even once when it came to young master Naruto …
Naruto and Sasuke looked at the suddenly silent Yamato and were puzzled. However, Sakura was laughing so hard that she was almost out of breath.
Five minutes later.
Mr. Yamato finally regained his usual composure. "Come on, we have to hurry up. There's no need for self-introductions. I know all your information. You're not qualified to look at my information. "
"Yes, Sensei." The three children quickly stood at attention and saluted.
Yamato looked at the children who were suddenly so polite, and the anger in his heart instantly subsided. After all, these three were serious ninjas, although a little special. He sighed and took out two bells. "You seem to have missed this stage from the very beginning. As your teacher, I think this is an essential process that will help the cooperation of the team and the sense of honor of the group, as well as …"
"Isn't it just the traditional method of snatching bells?" Naruto squinted.
"It's teamwork. The goal is two peaches, but you can't kill three soldiers. It's not fun at all." Sasuke also squinted at Naruto.
"Actually, Yamato Sensei, the three of us have been working together for more than a year. Although it's all D-level missions, the number of missions is beyond your imagination." Sakura saw Sasuke and Naruto squinting at each other, so she squinted at them as well.
Yamato looked at the three of them who were acting in unison and was embarrassed. He silently put away the two bells and smiled. "Okay, then what do you want to learn?"
"Thor." The three of them said in unison.
Yamato scratched his head. "I know how to, but you'll have to ask the Four Generations for who to teach."
"Tsk." The three of them turned their heads in unison.
Yamato raised his eyebrows. This was really tricky. It was better not to ask about ninjutsu. "Others? For example, what questions do you have to ask about the mission? "
"Please help us apply for a C-level field mission." The three of their eyes lit up at the same time.
Yamato realized that he had said something wrong again. "I can apply for it, but you'll have to ask the Four Generations for approval."
"Tsk." Sasuke and Sakura both looked at him with disdain. Naruto opened his mouth but did not say anything.
Naruto's orders could not be disobeyed. His father was Naruto. He had always been proud of it, but sometimes he felt wronged.
Naruto Uzumaki sighed. He listened to his new teacher Yamato's nagging and silently reached for his wallet, calculating how many snacks to buy for Eero to pry open his mouth. Naruto hoped that he could fulfill his duty as an important Force Of Human Column. But what was the duty of the Force Of Human Column? He could not ask his father, who treated him like a mascot, or the unreliable Kakashi. So, he came out for three meals a day and snatched his snacks. Eero was his only choice. Although that guy would always coldly say, "You don't need to know." Every time he finished eating delicious snacks, he would send him to the edge of the sky. But if he asked for a long time, his father would notice. Now that he was noticed by his father, he would have a chance to ask him about his father's thoughts … about him being the descendant of the Kyuubi's Jinchuriki.
But Naruto did not know if he was doing the right thing.
Naruto knew how much his father had sacrificed for him. His father wanted him to be happy, and he did not want his father to be unhappy.
So, he did not know what his father did not want him to know. He did not do what his father did not want him to do. Why did he have to make things difficult for his father? Every time Naruto did something that gave his father a headache or made him unhappy, he would make such a promise to himself. But, there were many things that he wanted to do! For example, he wanted to go out of the village and be as free as the wind, just like Jiraiya's grandfather … Especially when he went to the Land of Waves last time. He finally saw what the sea looked like. It was really like what was written in the books. It was salty and huge. He also wanted to see the desert in the Land of the Wind. Eero said that the sand was sometimes warm, and sometimes scary. But no matter what, it was really beautiful. It was so beautiful that it was great. Naruto wanted to see what the desert was like with his own eyes. He also wanted to see the ice-cold snowy mountains, the swamps that kept raining, the plateaus that were full of rocks, and the hot springs that Jiraiya could not forget. There were hot springs everywhere. How did people live …
Pursue your dreams while you're still young.
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