Naruto: The Savior

Sitting in a dumpling shop and eating in a serious manner is a rare experience for Mizuki.

Most of the people who patronize here are young girls, and Xiaochun rarely came here before. Compared with delicious food, she prefers to plant flowers quietly, and then do tasks seriously to save money and prepare for the flower shop.

If it wasn't for being woken up suddenly today, my blood pressure was a little low, and I walked in without knowing it, and it felt a little unnatural not to eat anything, I might have left a long time ago.

Coincidentally, there is Mizuki's acquaintance here, Mitarai Anzu, who loves dumplings like his life.

Mizuki didn't deal with Mitarai Anko much, but Xiaotsubaki knew her very well.

"Hey, isn't this Mizuki-sama, a well-known big shot, why is he interested in visiting such a shabby little shop?"

"Shabby? The proprietress behind you is upset..."

Customers who come to visit every day, eat with gusto, and are full of bad comments, such customers really don't know what gratitude is.

"Don't worry about this little thing..."

Mitarai Anko sat down across from Mizuki carelessly, and said vaguely while eating dumplings,

"I heard that you trained those guys from Ninja School very hard..."

"That is the spur of love, so that they can better inherit the spirit of Konoha, and the will of fire will be passed on from generation to generation..."

"Come on, I think you just think they are too idle, looking for trouble..."

"Whatever you say..."

Mizuki poked the ice cream in front of him with a straw helplessly. This thing is a sundae, is there anyone who can finish this damn thing? The heat is off the charts,

"Your attitude makes me a little worried whether the Sixth Generation is entrusted to someone who is not a person. It feels a bit ridiculous to let you take over the mess of 'root' and be responsible for cultivating Anbu..."

"It's really provocative. I work very hard..."

"Yeah?"

Mizuki looked suspiciously at Mitarai Red Bean,

"Looking at your figure, it doesn't look like you're worried..."

When people reach middle age, their metabolism can't keep up, and they still eat so many sweets. It seems that the work is not very heavy, and there is already a trend of getting fatter and fatter.

"You are too rude! Could it be that all married men are like this? Only Xiaochun can stand your stinky mouth..."

"Then you don't have to worry about it... If you don't exercise restraint, you probably won't have such troubles, and it will be good if you can get married in the future..."

"You bastard, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mitarai Anzuki immediately became unhappy,

"How can a big man speak so harshly like you? Are you afraid of ruining your reputation?"

Mizuki shrugged nonchalantly:

"I still have a reputation? Look in the store, who else knows me besides you?"

Mizuki, who doesn't show up in front of people, is no longer the deputy head of the security department. In a few years, the villagers have almost forgotten about this "big man" who has no sense of existence.

"Huh? Master Mizuki, I didn't expect to meet you here?"

While the two were talking, a voice suddenly came over, causing Mitarai Anko to look at Mizuki strangely.

"that whoever……"

Mizuki turned his head and glared at the guy who slapped him in the face,

"You are Jishi... the legendary 'repeat teacher', do you know me?"

"I didn't expect you to remember my name..."

This guy in his twenties, who can be considered thick-browed and big-eyed, should be a Chunin, or a little transparent one from the ninja school.

"A few years ago, I was fortunate enough to meet Mizuki-sama several times, but I didn't say anything. I never thought you would come to the ninja school..."

Mizuki waved his hands helplessly. This guy is just an ordinary ninja. Although he looks upright and awe-inspiring, he can't get rid of the flattery he sees on his face.

"I remember you. Seven years ago in the Chunin exam, together with Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke, they passed the first test. In the second test, you made your own initiative, opened the scroll of your own team, and was eliminated in advance;

In the Chunin exam five years ago, Shikamaru's first test was too simple, and you took advantage of it again. As a result, the team's marching speed was not enough, and they did not rush to the desert of the devil in the hidden sand village in time, and were eliminated;

In the fourth ninja world war, I marched with a large army and was lucky enough to be promoted to Zhongnin without even scratching my skin... There is no credit but hard work. I have no prejudice against you on this point, so don't worry;

After the Fourth Ninja World War ended, I came to work at Ninja School and obtained a qualification certificate while practicing. As a result, it took three full years to pass. I was sent to the education strategic planning department to do odd jobs, responsible for persuading underachievers and follow-up tutoring. You can think of using the strange talk of the school to come up with some kind of "teacher who repeats the grade", you still have some brains..."

"It's an honor, I didn't expect Mizuki-sama to know me so well..."

"You go to Iruka the day after tomorrow and ask him to guide you. At the end of the year, I will ask him to give you an assessment and comment. If it is really good, I will let you officially start teaching. The little trick of 'repeating the teacher', either stop here, or Leave it to others to continue..."

"Don't you... don't you think I'm too childish?"

To be honest, Ji Shi never thought that he could hide it from everyone, but he was a little nervous to be exposed by Mizuki like this.

"It doesn't matter. Ninja school shouldn't be a dead place. How can a group of guys without motivation and enthusiasm teach such energetic children?"

"That's it!"

Ji Shi nodded if he realized something,

"To be honest, I was also a little hesitant, and my friends also thought it was unreliable. Thank you so much for being able to affirm my approach... I will study hard from the dean, and I will definitely not let you down... ..."

After finishing speaking, Ji Shi walked away with a face full of excitement.

"Is this the end?"

It was the first time for Mitarai Anko to see Mizuki doing business neatly,

"Sixth Generation still has vision, and it is indeed right to let you go to the ninja school."

"How should I say, I am also your senior, why can't I feel the slightest respect from your tone?"

"It's only two or three years older, so it's a bit subtle to say it's a senior!"

Mitarai red beans are still the same,

"Speaking of which, although that Ji Shi is not very outstanding, it still has some advantages. It is really not easy to be able to make a good appearance."

"How can it compare with your class? There was a Hokage, and there were many Jonin, and even the big villains behind the scenes. Except for one, I have no impression, and they basically became big shots."

"That one..."

Mitarai Anko said leisurely,

"It's not an ordinary person. I went to Anbu...and then died in the country of water..."

"A 100% success rate, even if it happens to coincide with the third Ninja World War, is an exaggeration."

Every ninja war is a time for geniuses to emerge. As for the young people who came to the fore in the fourth ninja war, they are still fighting not far outside the village, and they don't know if they have fought enough.