Asking Tsunade and Yasuo to visit the second grandfather was not a whim of Mito.

Mito is nearly 60 years old, which is a very long life for the average age of this era.

After all, not everyone can escape the invasion of time like the Daimyo of the Land of Fire and the second grandfather of the Uzumaki family, and become an elder who continues to live.

As Mito ages, the selection of the second-generation nine-tailed human pillar has also been put on the agenda by the Konoha executives.

The most ideal, and safest, way is naturally to find a suitable child from Konoha's staunchest allies, the Uzumaki clan, to cultivate.

After all, the Vortex Clan, who is good at sealing, has a strong physique, and has a strong vitality, is naturally the most suitable candidate for the human pillar.

In this regard, as the former princess of the Vortex Country and the current Konoha elder, Mito is also very supportive.

The country of Vortex is a strong country, but it is also a small country, and the alliance with Konoha is essential for the survival of the Uzumaki clan.

In other words, in the first ninja war, the country of the vortex, which fully fell to Konoha, now has no second choice except to be attached to Konoha.

It's just that some murmurs from the top of Konoha have made Mito feel a little uneasy in her heart, and she needs to get in touch with the people of the Vortex Country.

And Yasuo and Tsunade went to visit their elders, which was a good opportunity.

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As the three-way talks unfolded, Orochimaru followed Keiko into the meeting room.

After about fifteen minutes, Keiko with a smile on her face and Orochimaru, who was expressionless, came out.

"Ah, I can't see it, Orochimaru, you are still such an honor student, your homework score is only twenty points lower than Shuo Mao, ranking in the top five of the grade!"

Keiko smiled and touched Orochimaru's head, and couldn't help but praise.

And Mrs. Haruno, who was on the side, showed undisguised envy in her eyes:

"Keiko, you are so good, every child you have cultivated is so good, and it is good that our family Xiaozhao also has such good grades."

Haruno Zhao on the side looked at Yasuo, who was studying a vacation trip with Tsunade in the distance, and felt so bitter in his heart.

Obviously, that guy is the tail of the crane, but he is a good boy who has passed all his homework!

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It wasn't until the afternoon that Yasuo and Keiko were invited into the meeting room.

This is a very ordinary classroom, and Yuichi Shimura is sitting in it, sorting out the documents in front of him.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Yuichi Shimura stood up and said with a smile to Keiko, "Mrs. Hagi, we meet again, I have a lot to say about Yasuo, the child, and I want to talk to you about it." ”

"Yasuo, this kid, I'm causing you trouble!" Keiko bowed to Yuichi Shimura and sat aside.

Yuichi Shimura took Yasuo's report card, handed it to Keiko, and said seriously:

"Mrs. Hagi, Yasuo is a very talented child, but ......"

Sitting on the stool, Yasuo is like sitting on pins and needles, and this kind of thing is a headache for people, whether it is in the past life or now.

And the teachers' routines are surprisingly consistent, always starting with the child "very smart and talented", then turning with "but", and finally a long list of black material.

Sneaking a peek at Keiko's darkening face, Yasuo sweated for himself in his heart, shouldn't the long-lost Keiko brand bamboo shoot roast pork reappear in the rivers and lakes, right?

It took a full half an hour for Yuichi to finish Yasuo's academic problems.

In short, according to Yuichi, if Keiko doesn't strengthen Yasuo's supervision, even if Yasuo can barely graduate, I'm afraid he can only endure for the rest of his life.

In fact, Yasuo has no opinion on this statement, and his estimate of himself is that the upper limit is to become a mid-ninja at the Mizuki level.

That's the ceiling, it's something that takes constant effort to achieve.

Since the krypton gold system, Yasuo only has a small amount of money left in his eyes.

For things like academics, everything is fateful!

Just when Yasuo was thinking about how to fool Keiko for a while, Yuichi suddenly turned his head, patted Yasuo on the shoulder, and said to him:

"Yasuo, don't put too much pressure on yourself, I have heard of that kid Shuo Mao, he is indeed the best genius since the establishment of the ninja school, and Orochimaru has also made great progress in the past two years, you must not be too ambitious, bent on surpassing them."

Yasuo subconsciously shook his head: "No, it's okay, the stronger they become, the more I can hug my thighs, oh no, the easier it is for me to learn from them." ”

Shimura nodded: "Yasuo, it's good that you can think like this, right......"

Seemingly inadvertently, Yuichi Shimura asked, "Do you have a hobby of writing?" ”

Yasuo's eyelids jumped, after all, he had an inscription in "Romance of the Five Kingdoms", if he was familiar with his handwriting, he would inevitably notice it.

Hey, if you write a book like Female Ninja Baijie in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave words.

Seeing Yasuo's expression, Yuichi Shimura said meaningfully:

"Ninja training doesn't happen overnight, it's good to have hobbies, I think...... This one...... Update speed...... In short, in addition to practice, let's write a little more......"

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Although it was not perfect, Yasuo's first parent-teacher meeting in this world ended without danger.

Keiko's anger vanished without a trace when she saw the cake Yasuo had prepared.

Tonight, I want to worship the god of spring, fresh spring bamboo shoots, fatty cherry fish, and of course, the most mellow wine in Sanhe Village.

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Keiko looked at the bright full moon in the sky, as if she saw her husband's smile in heaven.

Turning back into the house, he took out a few thick quilts and gently covered them over the three children.

Under the moonlight, in the small courtyard of the Qimu clan land, the dinner plates were in disarray, and the empty wine bottles were scattered on the ground.

One with white hair, one with purple hair, and one with black hair, three teenagers lay on the ancient stone table and entered the dream.

Occasionally, a few slight dreams broke the silence of the spring night and spread to distant places......

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