Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 32 Weapons? tableware?

Kong, who was a little overwhelmed by what was happening in front of him, said blankly:

"Ah...ah...hello, nice...to meet you."

He looked at Uzumaki Naruto blankly. Not only was this sudden enthusiasm, but the Nine-Tails Chakra in his body was also inexplicably active.

With a clear sense of goodwill, he always felt as if he and Uzumaki Naruto had known each other for a long time, but the two had never met...

"Uzumaki Naruto and Sora's Nine-Tails chakra can actually sense it?"

Yan Yan looked at the flushed faces of both of them and murmured in his heart. He could clearly feel that there was a violent aura echoing in the chest and abdomen of the two people.

"Clap clap clap..."

Seeing that the sound was getting louder, Umino Iruka knocked on the podium hard.

"Everyone, be quiet! Uzumaki Naruto has great aspirations and there is nothing to laugh at. Okay, sit down quickly Naruto. If you have any questions, you can talk to your new classmates after class."

Iruka Umino, whose parents were all killed at the hands of Kyuubi, also deeply hated Uzumaki Naruto when he first started school.

But the kind-hearted man, whether it is his morality as a teacher or his reason as an adult, cannot equate a child who giggles after being looked down upon and disgusted by everyone with the Nine-Tails. He can only equate this child with the Kyuubi. The confusion is buried deep in my heart.

It wasn't until the Third Hokage's conversation with him a few days ago that his heart was completely opened, allowing him to fully understand Naruto and deeply sympathize with the child.

After calming Uzumaki Naruto for a while, seeing that the classroom was completely quiet, Umino Iruka signaled that it was time for Yanyan to introduce himself.

Seeing this, Yan Yan took a step forward and said lightly:

"My name is Yanyan, the eldest son of the Changhe family. I have been recuperating in the Fire Temple due to physical reasons, so I am also a monk. Please give me your advice."

"A monk, he's so handsome~"

"The box he is carrying on his back is so big! Is it made of iron?"

"Is that a puppet in the box?"

"so cool!"

"Senior Tiantian's brother? So that's it. Are you sick? He's so pitiful."

"Yeah, your eyes are so red, it must be a terrible disease."

"It's bloody red. It's really scary."

Since they were all children with simple ideas and similar sizes, no one brought up the topic of Yanyan being short this time, which made Yanyan feel relieved.

"Deng, Deng, Deng..."

Umino Iruka knocked on the podium softly to stop the whispers under the stage, and said with a smile:

"Okay, Yanyan and Kong will sit in the empty seats in the third row from the bottom. Then we will prepare for class. You can get to know each other well after class."

After a pause, seeing Enyan and Sora already seated, Umino Iruka once again found that several students led by Nara Shikamaru Uzumaki Naruto were beginning to feel sleepy again.

"These brats!"

Umino Iruka, whose anger rose again, immediately shouted angrily:

"Everyone stand up! This class is a kunai throwing class. All students must quickly arrive at the third training area. Each student must throw shuriken and kunai fifty times each before the get out of class is over!"

"Eh??!!!!!"

All the naughty children complained in dissatisfaction.

If they were just entering school, this would undoubtedly be game time for them.But gradually they found that throwing classes were boring and tiring, and their whole bodies ached after one class.

"set off!"

There was a hint of relief in Umino Iruka's voice.

inside the root base

"That's it, you little brat from the Changhe family..."

A deep, old voice sounded in the deep darkness, and a bunch of roots appeared vaguely around him.

"Yes, Danzo-sama."

Yasha knelt on one knee in front of Danzo devoutly, and the reverence in his heart made him dare not raise his head to look directly at the old man in front of him.

"Interesting, should I say he is the grandson of Changhe..."

Danzo closed his eyes and thought deeply about whether to recruit Yanyan into the roots. Although Yasha was curious about Yanyan's terrifying murderous aura and magical knife, he didn't care about it.

Every genius has his or her own special talents, and there is nothing surprising about them. When he was young, he followed the second-generation Hokage Senju Tobirama to fight everywhere. He had never seen any weird ninjas. The ninja world is vast and there are countless magical people and things.

In fact, although Changhe is an invisible direct descendant of the Hokage, Danzo, as a martial arts sect, trusts Changhe even more than the Third Hokage, and even feels that one day he will become Hokage, and Changhe will be his most loyal supporter.

Not only is Changhe's support for basic equipment, but also because Changhe is an arms dealer. In fact, it can be more accurately understood as a warmonger. Which warmonger would hope for peace in the ninja world?

As a martial arts sect, he and Changhe are simply natural allies. But what he is thinking about now is, what would Changhe think if Yan Yan was taken into his roots? Or is Changhe willing to completely turn to him openly?

He needed to make a gesture to test Masahe's thoughts. As for the adopted son of the Masahe family, Danzo curled his lips in disdain. He was just a defective product and not worth arguing with Sarutobi.

"Let's go see this little guy..."

"Hi!"

Danzo Shimura who walked into the Ninja School unexpectedly found that the Third Hokage was also here.

Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled and greeted his old friend, seemingly unsurprised.

"Danzo, it's really rare. I've told you before that you should come out of your roots and wander around more often, but now you're a lot gloomier..."

This old fox... Danzo Shimura would not believe that he met this old guy by chance.

Danzo squinted his eyes as he examined this lifelong friend and rival and said slowly:

"I just found a good idea and came here to take a look. I'm much busier than you. I don't have so much time to hang out."

"Yeah, hehehe..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen shook his head and comforted:

"In the blink of an eye, we have all become much older. Looking at the young lives in front of us, we are full of vitality unconsciously. It's time for you, Danzo, to rest. It's great to come out and see these children more... ..young."

"Hum..."

Listening to his old friend's unspoken desire to step down from his position, Danzo crossed his arms with disdain and sneered:

"I'm not old. It's you who are too weak Hiruzen. I'm just here to see the talents I need. I hope you won't stop me for a while..."

Seeing that Danzo didn't answer his words and looked unwilling to admit defeat, Sarutobi Hiruzen could only smile bitterly and said:

"Then let's take a look first, we just happen to be together..."

At this time, a group of naughty children had just arrived at the third training ground, and were divided into five groups by Umino Iruka, who took turns throwing kunai in order.

Uchiha Sasuke, who was good at concealed weapons, started throwing first. After a while, he finished throwing the kunai and started throwing shurikens.

After all, they were all freshmen. Umino Iruka did not expect these little guys to be as accurate as Uchiha Sasuke. Skills such as concealed weapon throwing, except for talent, practice makes perfect.

The remaining naughty children surrounded Yanyan and Kong, asking noisily:

Naughty kid: "Is Senior Tiantian your sister?"

Yanyan: "No, it's my granddaughter..."

Naughty kid: "Are you really a monk, Yanyan? Why don't you shave your head?"

Yanyan: "No, I am the Hokage. If I shave my head, I can only become the Kazekage."

Naughty kid: "Hahahaha, why why?"

Naughty kid: "I know, I know, it's because the Sand Ninja Village in the desert is short of water. You don't need to wash your hair if you shave it!"

Naughty kid: "Hahahaha, this joke is so cold~~"

A bunch of naughty kids were laughing around, and Umino Iruka was also happy to see this. After all, it helped Yanyan and Sora integrate into the group.

However, only Kong moved nervously behind Yanyan, not because he was nervous about these naughty children, but when he saw Yanyan's gradually rising black energy, he was afraid that his irritable brother would suddenly do something bad, so that he could pick Yanyan up at any time.

"This guy Kong, go back and deal with him. Damn it, what evil have I done..."

Yanyan Dangre knew what he wanted to do, but now, he who always liked peace and quiet felt like crying, but he was still a child after all, and Yanyan would not get angry and hurt others because of his irritability.

Akimichi Chouji: "Yanyan, what is your favorite food?"

The little fat man who was eager to make new friends pulled Nara Shikamaru, who looked helpless, to join the questioning. Apparently Nara Shikamaru had seen Yan Yan's impatience.

Akimichi Choji, from the relationship with Grandma Qin, can be regarded as his relative. Yanyan exhaled a breath of anger and answered seriously:

"Huh...it's meat..."

"Eh? It's not ramen, ramen is the most delicious food!"

Uzumaki Naruto said a little disappointed, looking at Sora, hoping that Sora would like ramen as much as he did.But at this time, Sora's attention was entirely on Yanyan.

Inuzuka Kiba pushed Akimichi Chouji hard:

"Damn it, Chouji, don't squeeze me...it's meat! Akamaru and I also like eating meat! What kind of meat do you like!"

Ino Yamanaka took Haruno Sakura and quietly stared at the Ming Dynasty Fourteenth Movement on Yanyan's waist, and asked cautiously:

"Nai... Nai... Classmate Yanyan, what are you carrying on your back?"

When Yan Yan heard this, he suddenly curled up his lips and chuckled:

"This...is called the Fourteenth Movement. It is my weapon and my tableware."

"tableware?!"

The naughty children were a little stunned. They couldn't associate weapons and tableware together...

Nara Shikamaru stared at Yanyan with an expression of disbelief.

Sora's face also turned a little pale, recalling some bad memories. He seemed to know what his brother was going to do.

"Boom..."

Yan Yan smoothly smashed the heavy Fourteen Forces in front of him, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened the box under the curious eyes of all the Xiaoqiang...