The classroom was dirty, messy, and poor, so Uehara went early the next morning, cleaned the paper balls on the floor, cleaned the cobwebs, wiped the glass, and pulled up the desks and stools.

The new classrooms are really nice.

"Hey, morning!"

One of the children who arrived at the school first with purple oil paint on his left and right cheeks and face looked at the changed classroom and stood at the door stunned for a moment, "You're early, I'm in the array, it's nice to meet you!" The eyes of the array turned into a crescent moon and waved to Kamihara in a friendly manner.

Very polite little ghost, Uehara responded with a smile.

It's going to be a good start today.

……

"Really Ao, he's really a ninja from Iwain Village."

"Yes, Ao, who has fought before, is really powerful."

"So what! He's so much bigger than us! ”……

Uehara sat in the last row, with his back against the wall, and there were several small heads around him, completely devoid of the bad attitude that he had yesterday when he regarded Uehara as an enemy. Uehara had a small head in the crook of his arm, and a little ghost on his back, surrounded by more of them curiously pointing at the ninja certificate that Uehara had taken out.

Although Uehara suspected that they couldn't even read all the words, the age of four, five, six or seven years old was the age of curiosity, cute and cute.

"No, here's something interesting for you." Uehara thinks that his talent for drawing is stronger than his talent for ninjutsu, "Manga, who wants to read it." ”

"This part is...... Ao, the battle between the three generations of Thunder Shadow and Konoha White Fang......"

"I want it, I want it!"

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

"Bastard, you stepped on me!" ……

In Uehara's hands held high above his head, a battle of surprise made the notebook that drew the legendary battle of the three generations of Thunder Shadow and Konoha White Fang into a scattered page.

I won't talk about being scratched by the bear child's hand.

"Konoha White Fang, is this guy?" A little fat man with no hair in his hair clenched his fists, "This guy wiped out the puppet army, Dad, and Uncle ......"

"Let's kill Konoha White Fang, is that so?!" The little fat man's face was red, his eyes were shining, and the way he waved his fists was beyond his age.

"Yes, it must be Konoha White Fang!"

"And all the Konoha ninjas!"

"Yes, all Konoha ninjas!" Someone chimed in.

"And Yun Ninja!"

"Kiri Shinobi!" More children chimed in.

"And Iwa Shinobi!"

Iwa Shinobi...... Uehara wanted to slip away.

The war has traumatized countless ninja villages, and as the initiators of the war and the weapons of killing, none of the ninjas are innocent.

The entire puppet army of Sha Ninja has been wiped out, isn't there even enough teachers to train the next generation of puppeteers? Looking at the little ghosts who returned to their seats and sobbed while eating their food, Uehara thought to himself.

"You...... Hello. ”

The empty sleeves of his shirt were touched, a soft and weak voice came, and Uehara, who was holding his chin in his hand, turned his head.

"You, hello, this is my location." The little girl with the towel shyly pointed to the stool under the original seat.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll give it back to you."

In other words, Uehara was embarrassed, and he hurriedly gave up his position.

"Big brother, I'll give you the place when I've had breakfast." The little girl who doesn't know her name is very sensible.

"No, not necessarily." Uehara waved his hand in thanks, "I'll have a new desk tomorrow." ”

Puppet Class C is a kindergarten that no one cares about, and Uehara is becoming more and more convinced of this.

"Kill the White Fangs! Kill all the Konoha ninjas! ”

"That's right! Kill the White Fangs! "There is a wave of ambiguity.

A childish roar made Uehara almost not laugh, it was the bald kid again, the kindergarten bully.

"So, let's go play! Today I brought a big furry bear! ”

A group of immature sand ninja imps raised their fists together and shouted to kill White Fang and kill all the Konoha ninjas. Uehara felt a hint of **** taste and boiling blood that had not been seen for a long time.

The brush is not here, otherwise it must be painted.

Sure enough, he was handsome for no more than three seconds. Before the clenched fists could be lowered, the imps immediately turned the conversation to the game.

"Hey, I'm talking about everyone."

Uehara stepped to the door in a few steps and blocked the imp who was going out with his body.

"You are all descendants of the terrible puppet army of Sand Ninja Village, although you are still young, but I don't think it will be too early for the effort to become a great ninja."

It turns out that Fengyin Village is here to learn puppetry, and the goal is already difficult, and the actual situation is not good. However, if you don't have a chance, you have to desperately create opportunities, and Uehara is the miracle ninja of Iwakuin Village.

"Konoha White Fang, the puppet of destruction, and, revenge."

As he spoke, Uehara paced to the podium.

"Konoha White Fang is a very powerful enemy, and if you want to defeat him, you will have to put in more efforts."

"The puppet class has been in session for eight weeks, but you haven't learned anything about puppets."

"If there really is a sand ninja who can defeat White Fang," Uehara shook his head contemptuously, "Unfortunately, it won't be you." ”

After saying this, the imps were not angry, they just returned to their seats in despair.

"So what? Grandpa Kazekage said that the puppet army has a fatal flaw, and the puppet army must be reduced. ”

"My dad said that after graduating from ninja school, I will go to work in a ninja shop, and I don't need to learn puppetry."

"My dad said it too! He said that he wanted me to go to a ninjutsu class to learn, and it was a waste of time to learn puppetry. ”

……

During the gossip discussion, Uehara understood the matter roughly.

The puppet army is complete, and it is considered by the Wind Shadow to have a fatal flaw, so the establishment of the puppet art is abolished.

Most of the ninjas' daily lives come from mission commissions, because of the destruction of the puppet army, even the remaining puppeteers have lost faith in the puppetry, not to mention the other ninjas. Konoha White Fang not only overcame the puppet forces of the sand ninja, but also broke the will of the puppeteers who had left behind the inheritance since the establishment of Fengyin Village.

More children are choosing other directions of study according to their parents' wishes. Or medical ninjutsu, or conventional ninjutsu, or physical arts, etc.

Puppetry: It was at its lowest.

"This could be an opportunity." Uehara pondered.

Even the descendants of the puppeteer don't learn puppetry, how can this work, if you don't learn it, I still have to learn it! Uehara shouted wildly in his heart.

"I can help you a lot about defeating Konoha White Fang." Uehara's words were full of demagogy, "Where did my album go just now, it was torn apart by you." Give it back to me, it was a real battle between the three generations of Thunder Shadow and Konoha White Fang. ”

Something related to White Fang, sure enough, it aroused the emotions of the little ghosts again.

"I've got the first page here!"

"I have a fourth page!"

"Page 29 is here!"

……

The dismantled notebooks gathered together, a mess of broken paper leaves.