The four generations of Hokage Wave Feng Shui Gate, who had taken a break from their busy schedules, encouraged this group of newly enrolled children with short words, which made these slightly uneasy children become excited. However, before they could touch the hem of Watergate's mantle, Watergate had already left in a hurry with the shadows.

This was followed by a lengthy speech by the principal, a speech by the teacher, and a wish by the representatives of the ceremony. By the end of the ceremony, the restless children began to search for their loved ones. All of a sudden, there was a crowd of people, and Asami was squeezed under the big tree by the crowd, and she simply sat down on the swing without the image of the teacher.

Uchiha Fugaku made his way through the crowd, followed by the well-behaved and docile eldest son, and a young woman who seemed to be gentle. The young Uchiha patriarch nodded at Asami, who was sitting on the swing swinging her legs, and said, "Miss Futagawa." ”

This sound was really majestic and polite, so that Asami immediately bounced up from the swing, stood up straight, smiled gently, and forcibly pretended that the swing just now was not herself: "...... Hello Mr. Fugaku. Long time no see. ”

"This is my wife, Mai Triad. This you already know, my eldest son, please take care of me in the future. ”

"Ah...... Bhoo, okay. Itachi is ...... My student? Asami said as she quietly flipped through the roster in her hand. Her gaze swept over the list of names one by one, and soon found this bunch of katakana names with family characteristics.

Itachi Uchiha.

"Uh...... What a coincidence. Asami closed the list and said, "However, I'm just the teacher in charge of teaching physical arts. …… I also teach flower arrangement to senior girls...... This class, Itachi probably won't attend. ”

Mikoto, who looked gentle, smiled and said, "Flower arrangement class? I thought this class had been cancelled for a long time. …… A course that is very suitable for girls. ”

While several adults were talking, Itachi quietly looked ahead, silently and silently. When his family left, he raised his fair and delicate face slightly, looking at his future teacher.

"Itachi." Asami called out his name for the first time, then touched the top of his head: "Your parents have high expectations for you. "Well, this little guy's hair is soft and slippery, and it's pleasant to the touch.

"Miss Asami...... Teacher. Itachi nodded again, his black eyes like a flawless gem.

"Huh?" Asami stopped ravaging the top of his head and withdrew her hand.

“…… It's almost time for the first class. Itachi reminded.

Asami laughed - hey, what a cute little adult.

- At least in a world that is only hot and boring, this child is interesting and lively. Unlike those ordinary people who swell with the flow of people, he stands out among his peers.

The morning class was taught by Matsumoto's colleague. It is said to be teaching, but it is just to teach these children the basic questions of "what is chakra" and "what are the attributes of chakra", and then put a few handsome-looking ninja photos and Hokage silhouettes to guide their impression of ninjas.

For those hairy boys who have just entered the ninja school, these things are enough to scare them. Asami, however, knew that there was a child who must have been dismissive of this qiē - to be precise, forced to upbring, and even if he disdained it, he would not show it. The boy followed his father into battle at a very young age, experiencing the life-and-death of battle and the fire that consumed his life. The basic courses in the ninja school were really useless for him.

The physical arts class in the afternoon was also very simple - the dull kunai and the unsharpened shuriken were piled up on the ground, and the children were free to fiddle with. The rest is free time, exploratory adventures, and kids playing and teasing each other.

After the end of the war, every qiē seemed so light.

Asami sits on a swing and occupies the children's favorite spot, holding a tether in one hand and spreading a book on her lap in the other. The long, low-hanging red hair was tucked behind the ears and then scattered on the chest.

The thick books seem to be rarely read, and the Konoha Library logo is affixed to the spine.

"Human life is limited, but human beings can plan their own life through guò to make a qiē meaningful and not ordinary. Self-giving, achieving goals, pursuing spiritual bliss or material comforts......"

The introduction says something like this.

The table of contents is lined up with numerous black subheadings, and the page numbers are italicized. Her half-gloved hand rested on the table of contents, her fingers scanning the small column.

Affection.

Camaraderie.

Love.

"The inseparable emotions of ordinary human beings - there must be at least one of the three. One of the reasons why humans are superior to animals is that they have emotions and know how to control them. ”

Asami frowned, her eyes locked tightly on the line of love.

In any case, she couldn't imagine what kind of thing it was. After thinking about it, I can probably only think of the scene where Takahashiji Temple stood on the roof of the school's rooftop and shyly asked the question, "Don't you want to get married?"

It was horrible.

A small string of soft footsteps approached her, and it seemed that some child was tired of playing, and wanted to come to talk to the teacher.

Asami sat on the swing with her legs folded, swinging slightly with the help of the power of her feet. The small footsteps slowed down, and finally stopped in front of her.

"Ms. Asami."

“…… I'm going to call Mr. Asami, Itachi. Asami didn't look up, so she said.

“…… Asami-sensei. Uchiha Itachi obediently changed his tune.

Asami snapped and closed the heavy book in her hand, she pushed her glasses, looked at the black-haired boy in front of her, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" Or was you being bullied by other kids? ”

The diminutive Uchiha Itachi stood in the shade of a tree, his white and delicate face on his back, looking well-behaved and quiet. Inherited from his mother's beautiful facial features, he can attract the attention of girls at a young age.

"Miss Asami, I have some questions that I would like to take the liberty of asking." He said in a childish, soft voice.

“…… I'm going to call Mr. Asami, Itachi, belch. Asami swings again.

"That day......" Itachi said, "I saw Aami-sensei coming straight through the flame-sealed gate. How did that work? Is it a space-time ninjutsu like the Flying Thunder God of the Four Generations? ”

"Huh?" Asami was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Itachi knows a lot of ninjutsu. ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but touch Itachi's black hair again and praised it: "The hair quality is very good, and it's cuter to have a small braid." You, like your mother, look likeable. ”

Itachi's eyes moved slightly, his gaze swept to the side, and he continued: "That door is locked very tightly, and the way back has been smashed by the beams again. I thought I was going to be trapped there. But...... How the hell did Ms. Asami get through there? ”

"Ah, it's easy." Asami tapped her palm and said, "You're mistaken." I kicked open the locked door and led you both through the fire. I'm just an ordinary person, and of course I don't know how powerful the time and space ninjutsu of the four generations of Your Excellency is. ”

"Hmm." Itachi nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "...... Ms. Asami, may I ask one more question? ”

"I'm going to call Asami-sensei, Itachi."

"Does Asami-sensei have the blood of the Uzumaki clan?" Itachi asked.

"Well, a lot of people have asked that." Asami touched the ends of her long red hair and said, "I don't have the blood of the Uzumaki clan, so it's red...... It's not dyed, it's not a wig, it's just that it's born redhead. She laughed as she spoke.

As she spoke, she pushed her thick glasses, stood up with the book "The Meaning of Life" in her hand, emptied the swing, and asked, "Do you want to swing?" Weasel. I know kids love this. ”

The Uchiha Itachi stared at the empty swing for a moment and didn't sit down. He said, "...... Miss Asami, I'm ......."

"Shout Sensei, Itachi."

"Teacher." Itachi shouted obediently, and then sat down on the swing with some unaccustomed habits. Apparently, he didn't have the excitement of touching the swings and other toys as soon as he arrived at school, like the other boys.

Watching his two delicate short legs swing in the air, and his toes kept falling downward, Asami smiled with satisfaction and said, "This looks like an ordinary child." ”

She held the rope of the swing and shook it slightly. A dark green leaf, floating down from the tall canopy, swirled and brushed over her shoulder. Suddenly, a hot wind blew, causing the entire canopy to tremble slightly, and the shadows cast on the ground shook with it.

Uchiha Itachi sat on the swing with his legs folded, but turned his head sideways to look at Asami, who was playing happily next to him.

She seems to prefer to swing her students rather than sit on the swing herself.

"Miss Asami......"

The wind ruffled his short black hair and short-sleeved cuffs, and his tiny palms rested on the rough tethers.

"Thank you for saving me." He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes moved slightly, and he said, "...... And also. ”

"Huh?" Asami gradually stopped swinging the arc of the swing in her hand.

"It's almost time for class to end, aren't you going to assemble for roll call?"

Asami let go, and the swing quieted down. Uchiha Itachi stretched out his feet and landed comfortably and jumped to the ground. Asami walked towards the clearing, tucking the borrowed books and lists under her arm. On the high clock, the minute hand is almost on the hour. The excited group of children finally stopped their childish pretend games and walked towards their teachers.

"Assemble." Asami shook the list in her hand: "Those who throw ferrets with stones, stand up by themselves first." You didn't hit it, but I saw it. If you take the initiative to come out, you will only be punished, and if you don't take the initiative to come out, you will be punished in front of the girls. ”

Student:......