Ninja World

This year's cherry blossoms didn't come earlier than last year.

The cherry blossoms flying outside the window are like a scene in a dream, with pink branches swaying in the spring breeze.

A girl was sitting by the window, with one hand on her chin, and blue blood vessels were vaguely exposed on her white wrist.

Looking at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Teacher Ueda was still standing on the podium chattering non-stop.

He is both the head teacher and the ninjutsu teacher of this class.

Today's students have passed the first-year foundation stage and have truly begun to systematically learn ninjutsu.

This process is the long and difficult beginning of the Ninja School.

Obviously, the ease of mastering the Three Body Technique will not be reflected in civilian students.

The talents that Orochimaru doesn't value are the most obvious thresholds for most people.

This threshold firmly blocks many students from the door.

"Uchiha Haru."

The sounds in the classroom disappeared at some point and became silent. Everyone's eyes were focused on the girl sitting in the corner of the classroom.

Teacher Ueda put the textbook on the podium and pinched his sore eyebrows with his fingers.

Uchiha Haru's state fluctuations all fell into his eyes.

As the head teacher of the class, he needs to be responsible for every child without any colored glasses.

The reputation of the Uchiha clan has nothing to do with his students.

Including Uchiha Tatsu, who has graduated early, he is even more proud.

Because Uchiha Tatsu's future is almost foreseeable, with record-breaking graduation results, he will one day grow into a ninja who can make important contributions to the Leaf Village.

The two children have hidden thoughts in their hearts, and they become cute when they fall into the eyes of the teacher.

But it is obvious that Qing's decline in academic status is closely related to Chen's early graduation.

The two of them were inseparable before.

"kindness?"

Uchiha Haru didn't react immediately when she heard her name.

Why was my name suddenly called?

She blinked her beautiful big eyes and then silently took off the lollipop in her mouth, wrapped it in a tissue and hid it in the drawer.

Then he stood up, his face not red and his heart not beating.

The girl's hair is much longer than last year. Last year, it was neck-length short hair. Now it can be spread softly on her shoulders a long time ago.

As she grows older, Uchiha Haru is no longer the lively and out-of-the-box little girl she once was, and she has become much quieter in one year.

There are also many more girls pursuing beauty, and she hopes more of them can stop in his eyes.

In an increasingly limited time...

The only thing that remained unchanged was the warm sunshine on her body.

While standing up, he also showed a big smile.

"teacher."

Pairs of eyes were watching her, but the girl was unaware of it.

"you..."

Seeing Qing's nonchalant expression, Teacher Ueda choked slightly when he spoke, and finally waved his hand helplessly.

"Sit down."

"Don't be distracted..."

...

He knocked on the door three times and then pushed it open.

The leader bowed slightly and then slowly exited.

Uchiha Tatsu still wore the white ferret mask on his cheek, calmed his mind, and then walked in.

Danzo Shimura.

The leader of Konoha's underground world.

Uchiha Tatsu still seemed too immature when facing him. Even though he had lived two lives, he still remained vigilant and a little afraid of this kind of person who was at the top of darkness.

The last time he saw Danzo left a deep impression on Uchiha Tatsu.

Those eyes seemed to be able to easily see through his thoughts and penetrate people's hearts.

Fortunately, this time I have a mask.

It can help him cover up most of the subtle psychological reactions that are fed back to his cheeks.

Uchiha Tatsumi walked in alone, his head lowered.

"Lord Danzo."

Kneel down on one knee.

He has no particular requirements for this kind of thing. If possible, he would certainly not be willing to kneel on the ground, even if this is the most solemn and common way for subordinates to salute their leader in this world.

But in this world, trying to survive is the most important thing.

The current Uchiha Tatsumi is still a little bug that can be easily crushed to death.

With his eyebrows lowered, he looked at the traces and dust on the ground.

The surrounding colors are a little darker, it's not that there are no lights, it's just a simple layout style.

Perhaps these are more in line with Danzo's aesthetics.

But the tone gradually changes on the road ahead.

He is in darkness but wants to come to the light more than anyone else.

After a long moment of silence, a voice came from above.

"Get up."

Danzo's voice was hoarse due to the vicissitudes of life.

Uchiha Tatsu didn't make any unnecessary moves to pat the dust on his knees, he just stood up slowly, then stood with his hands down, quietly waiting for Danzo to speak.

He didn't know what Danzo wanted from him.

His eyes silently glanced ahead. Shimura Danzo was currently crouching behind his desk, writing something unknown.

There are also many official matters that Danzo needs to handle personally.

And most of them involve quite a lot, and even include the espionage systems that have penetrated into the ninja villages of other major countries.

The root is like the intelligence heart of a ninja world.

No other ninja village does this better than Danzo.

The rhizomes buried deep under the leaves continue to absorb nutrients and strengthen themselves.

A large amount of information flowed into this underground world every day, and after screening and sorting out some of the more important ones, they were handed over to his hands for decision-making.

There was a slight pause between writing.

There was no expression on his face, but his eyes flickered slightly.

He seemed to hesitate, then picked up the pen again.

Swish...

Danzo didn't speak, so Uchiha Tatsu naturally didn't dare to disturb him, he just stood there quietly and waited.

I was thinking about what he might do to me.

But I can't figure it out.

It's just that he took this opportunity to look at this office with confidence and boldness.

The lighting is sufficient.

There are gray-black walls with photos of past Hokages hanging on them, and an ordinary desk with a large amount of papers...

kindness?

Uchiha Chen turned his gaze back again, suddenly feeling inexplicably familiar.

Then Danzo's voice was heard.

"Are you interested in this place?"

Danzo didn't know when he had put down his pen, stretched out the letter paper and looked at the ink as it slowly deepened.

At this moment, he was looking at Uchiha Tatsumi.

Uchiha Chen woke up with a start, reacted, stopped looking around, lowered his head slightly, and then said in a deep voice.

"Don't dare."

"A seven-year-old child speaks so maturely."

Danzo said calmly, his eyes not leaving Uchiha Tatsumi, and the young man felt the pressure in his heart suddenly increase.

His throat rolled slightly.

But he didn't speak.

After a moment, Danzo finally looked away from Uchiha Tatsu's eyes, and a little cold sweat broke out under the white ferret's mask.

"Give this letter to Uchiha Masakazu-senpai."

Danzo handed Uchiha Tatsu a tightly wrapped envelope and sealed it with mud to ensure its integrity.

The young man breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

It turned out to be just a letter.

Uchiha Masakazu is the elder of the Uchiha clan. He has a high status and seniority. Even Danzo has to be called "senpai".

Uchiha Tatsu took the letter and carefully put it into his arms.

As he was thinking about whether he could leave, he heard Danzo speak again.

"besides..."

Uchiha Tatsumi's heart lifted again.

Only this time Danzo also hesitated a little, frowned slightly, and was silent for a moment as if thinking.

"never mind..."

His tone paused slightly.

"Back off."

Uchiha Tatsumi gave a slight bow and then withdrew.

Silence returned to the office.

Danzo sat there quietly, not knowing what he was thinking about. His eyes flickered slightly, and soon the palms placed under the desk slowly dispersed the curse seals.