Return to the world

The Fourth Hokage Minato, who came out of his busy schedule, encouraged this group of newly enrolled children with short words, making these slightly restless children excited.However, before they touched the hem of Minato's cloak, Minato left in a hurry followed by Anbe.

What followed was lengthy speeches by the principal, speeches by teachers, and wishes expressed by representatives attending the ceremony.When the ceremony is over, the restless children start looking for their loved ones.All of a sudden, Mami was pushed under the big tree by the crowd, and she simply sat down on the swing without the image of a teacher.

Uchiha Fugaku passed through the crowded crowd, and beside him was the well-behaved and docile eldest son, and a very gentle-looking young woman.The young Uchiha patriarch nodded to Asami, who was swinging her legs on the swing, and said, "Miss Futagawa."

This sound was so majestic and polite that Mami jumped off the swing immediately, stood upright, smiled gently, and forced to pretend that the one who was swinging on the swing just now was not her: "...Hello, Mr. Fuyue. Long time no see."

"This is my wife, Miqin. You already know this, my eldest son, please take care of me in the future."

"Ah... well, okay. Is Itachi... my student?" Asami said, she quietly opened the roster in her hand.She scanned the list of names one by one, and quickly found this bunch of katakana names with family characteristics.

Uchiha Itachi.

"Uh... what a coincidence." Asami closed the list and said, "However, I'm only a teacher in charge of teaching gymnastics...and I also teach flower arrangement for senior girls... Itachi probably wouldn't take this class. "

The gentle-looking Mikoto smiled and said, "Flower arrangement class? I really miss it. I thought this class had been canceled for a long time....It's a class that's very suitable for girls."

When several adults were talking, Itachi just looked ahead quietly, without making a sound or interjecting.When his family left, he raised his fair and delicate face slightly and looked at his future teacher.

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

"Miss Mami... Teacher." Itachi raised his head again, his black eyes were like a flawless gem.

"Huh?" Asami stopped trampling|crashing the top of his head, and withdrew her hand.