Konoha Ninja Akali

Konoha, in the ninja school.

Kushina listened to the teacher on the stage imparting knowledge that she was already familiar with. She was thinking about a difficult problem of sealing. The pencil in her hand kept writing and drawing, which made the teacher on the stage feel very happy.

I haven’t seen such serious students in a long time!The teacher sighed and decided to give this hard-working little girl a chance to show off.

"Kushina, you shoot a kunai from high point A to the enemy at low point B. The kunai draws a parabola. The formula of the parabola is as follows. Ask about the horizontal distance between you and the enemy."

"100 meters, teacher!" Kushina, who was interrupted from thinking, stood up and replied.

"Very good, sit down!" The teacher nodded with satisfaction.

"Awesome Kushina-chan!"

"Ah, she is gentle and beautiful, and she is good at studying. She is really amazing!"

Kushina sat down, and a faint sound of admiration came from behind her. The tips of Kushina's ears, which were still a bit thin-skinned, were cute and slightly red, but she continued to think about her previous question with a normal expression.

However, whether it was because the teacher interrupted her thoughts or because her classmates' words disturbed her mind, Kushina was still unable to enter a thinking state.

"Hey!" Kushina sighed in her heart, who is the real strong person who has to calculate when they fight?

Akali is right, the knowledge of Ninja School is really somewhat useless, not to say bad, but useless.

Her thoughts were interrupted, Kushina simply let herself relax. She looked at the sky outside the window and couldn't help but think of Akali under the distant sky.

"What is Akali doing now?" Kushina thought.

Is it a covert operation to steal intelligence from other countries?

Or are you looking for clues in the dense forest to track down the traitorous ninja?

Or resist other countries’ investigation and invasion at the border?

However, no matter what it is, ANBU's mission requires fighting with others desperately.

Kushina suddenly felt a little ashamed. She could be in a carefree daze in the classroom just because someone was carrying the burden for her.

The new teacher Midorinohara who arrived not long ago is said to have retired from ANBU. He showed his back to Kushina and his class, and it was full of scars.

Thinking of this, Kushina felt that she could no longer be so leisurely. Akali once told her that she wanted to seal the weapon on her wrist or palm, which would be very convenient to use. Kushina simply started thinking about this idea. .

So what is Akali doing at this time?

"Next!"

In a large tent, Akali and Miss Dejiaxin, one big and one small, were dressed in formal clothes. They sat upright at first and then staggered around behind a long table.

Outside the tent, there was a long queue. Countless people entered with expressionless faces, and then walked out with complicated expressions.

They are recruiting subordinates.

"Name."

A warrior wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a long sword in his arm and with a cold face walked in. Akali raised her eyes and asked.

"nameless."

"Oh?" The name Wuming cheered up Akali a little.

"What's your specialty?"

"My knife is very fast!"

The nameless warrior looked cold and proud.

"Please show me!"

Hearing this, the unknown warrior came in with his lowered eyes raised and widened. His piercing eyes did not give people a sharp feeling, but looking at those eyes, you can feel his solemnity and seriousness.

"Huh?" Sensing the changes in the samurai, the listless Tokushin came to his senses and drew his sword to slash, which required a high concentration of energy and energy, and everything was poured into one sword.

The samurai's serious look still seems to be somewhat level.

Could it be that a real talent has finally arrived today?

"Ha-his!"

Under the gazes of Akali and Dejiashin, the samurai let out a strange and powerful scream, drew his sword and put it away like lightning, and the bright sword light seemed to flash in the air.

The samurai sheathed his sword, still looking solemn, and stretched out his hand calmly, as if he caught something.

"Oh oh oh! So awesome, Akali-chan, this is a fly, he chopped it off! Split it into two!"

The third lady who didn't know when she came to the warrior couldn't help but clapped her little hands.

The warrior threw away the fly, silently pushed the third lady away, and then made a gesture to draw his sword.

"Ah ah!"

The light of the sword shook, and Akali didn't even see the sword coming out. Only the samurai's arm shook twice, and then the samurai stretched out his hand to grab it in the air and spread his hands.

"Mosquito! It's a mosquito! He actually cut off the mouth and wings of a mosquito without harming its life at all!"

The third lady caught the mosquito crawling in the palm of the samurai's hand and showed it to Akali excitedly. Akali's mouth twitched as she looked at this exaggerated performance.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

The samurai suddenly let out a long and strange cry, attracting their attention, but they did not move at all.

I don't know how much time passed, but when the third lady was wondering why the samurai didn't move, the samurai raised his hand and grabbed it in the air.

The third lady leaned over to take a look, but saw nothing.

"I understand, it's dust, it's dust, right?"

"Because the dust is too light, it takes a long time to fall after cutting it off, so we waited for a while before catching it! And the cutting was so fast that we couldn't see it at all!"

"Yes!" The warrior nodded in agreement, with a teachable expression.

At this time, Akali's mouth was no longer twitching, but her face was full of black lines as she looked at the yelling third lady. Are you afraid that it's not a request that you join forces to play me?

You're here to act a joke for me!

This clearly did not draw the sword.

Akali doesn't know whether to say that the third lady is one-sided or something else.

I can only use another term with high emotional intelligence: the half-sisters of Aqua, the goddess of wisdom, with different colored hair.

"I hit!"

Akali leapt out from behind the table, her petite body drawing a graceful arc in mid-air, like an eagle swooping down from ten thousand meters above the ground, striking with thunder, her delicate little fist imprinted on the nameless warrior. on the forehead.

"Boom!"

Without saying a word, the warrior fell straight down with the red fist mark on his forehead.

At this time, through the coir raincoat on the outside, the two of them realized that the samurai uniform worn by the samurai had long been worn out.

"Ah, have I been deceived again?" The third lady realized later.

"Otherwise? Do you have to wait until he performs an atomic chop for you, cutting off atoms before you realize that you have been cheated?" Akali rubbed her painful temples, cursing Nara Shumu in her heart.

After entering the farm, Nara Shumu got in touch with Uncle Wu, the talker of the farm. Uncle Wu, who had a keen eye, saw something was wrong with everyone at the first sight.

After all, they are both foxes of thousands of years, so don’t play nonsense here. Nara Shumu and his fifth uncle hit it off immediately, and the two of them didn’t know what they were discussing.

And according to the other party's plan, he also needed to take action on his own side, so Akali was thrown over, with the reputation of accompanying the third lady.

These days, the two of them are recruiting independent ronin ninjas. Akali is just like Deadpool's little bitch recruiting his death team. Unexpectedly, they can't have any capable people here. They are all just want A bastard.

"Then do we want this person?" Third Miss asked, pointing to the warrior on the ground.

"Yes! Of course! At least he has frightened one person, hasn't he?" Akali said angrily, and the third lady shrank her neck weakly.

These days, the status between the two has long been reversed.

Akali looked at the samurai on the ground and sighed. Although what they needed was such trash, it would be better for the two of them to recruit trash, so that the people in the city could relax their vigilance. Nara Shu This is the purpose why Uncle Mu and Fifth asked Akali and Miss San to come.

However, who doesn’t have the heart to pick up missing treasures?Haven't you seen in early fantasy novels, the protagonist always picks up a genius maid?

Thinking about it, Akali sighed again. She didn't know what kind of novel it was, but it wasn't a fantasy novel.

By the way, is my ANBU life too easy?Akali thought about her recent life.

I always feel that her ANBU mission doesn't feel like an ANBU mission...