Endless Stories: Beginning with Type Moon

Chapter 314 Well, as expected of my disciple!
Some of the Naruto fans that Shen Er had seen in his previous life, especially those who played reform in the ninja world, mostly focused on some basic construction, such as building schools and the like.

It's as if there are no schools in the ninja world except ninja schools, but in fact there are not many schools in the ninja world, and almost every village has private schools that teach people to read and write.

Moreover, in addition to private schools for basic learning, there will also be some higher schools, although there are not many in number and there are some restrictions on admission.

In fact, the ninja village is the place with the most backward modernization level in the entire ninja world, and most of them are hidden in the mountains or away from the people.

In most countries, ninjas and ordinary people are almost like two classes that have no intersection at all. Ninja villages directly connect with real power forces such as daimyo.

As a military power of a country, the ninja village provides military power for the country, and the opponents it faces are also other ninja villages that will endanger the stability of the country.

Of course, it was like being forgotten after Kishimoto let himself go in the later stage. Ninjas, who often take assassination jobs and work in the dark, were pushed to the front of the stage.

The guy who took the assassination mission was portrayed so aboveboard, he could be called one of the gods.

Originally, Shen Er planned to hand over the work of teaching the three little guys to read and write to a private school, but after careful consideration, he decided to do it himself.

The Naruto world is a world full of heroism, and private schools are no exception, as are some of the ideas taught by private school teachers.

In order to prevent the three little guys from being brainwashed by such thoughts, Shen Er decided to fight in person.

Because at the beginning, the schedule that Shen Er set for the three little guys was slightly different and tighter than the real world.

Classes are held six days a week, all of which are cultural courses.

For ninjutsu, taijutsu, etc., Shen Er planned to let the three of them have basic cultural literacy before starting. At most, there was only one physical education class for the three of them to exercise briefly.

The prescribed subjects are mathematics, history, geography, biology, chemistry, and physics. Politics and Chinese are included in Shen Er's added history class.

And of course art and physical education.

Because Shen Er often taught Bai San and others outdoors, so after a while, many poor children in the small town who could not afford private schools would sometimes follow Shen Er and the others to listen outdoors.

Over time, there are more and more people.

Shen Er didn't mind all of this.

And somehow, Shinji also slowly began to understand why Gilgamesh likes children.Children who have not been stained with any impurities by the world, nor have any impure purposes, really can't hate it.

In getting along with each other every day, Shen Er unexpectedly found that he also slowly began to enjoy this process of instilling knowledge in children.

In fact, Shiro, Xianglin, and Junmalu also enjoyed this kind of life, although the teacher was not very serious, but they were very peaceful and didn't have to worry about any danger.

Two months passed by in a hurry...

Late night, hotel.

Faced with the weekend homework assigned by Shen Er, Xiang Lin scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, and school started tomorrow, but he forgot about it because of playing so much today.

If you can't finish this tomorrow, it's not just a penalty.

After much deliberation, Xiang Lin, who felt that she would never finish, decided to find her good "girlfriend" Bai, and learn a little bit from the other's homework.

I forgot to mention that until now, Xianglin has not realized that Bai is not a girl. After all, Bai is the same as herself, wearing all kinds of small foreign skirts every day.

……

Boom, squeak——

Xiao Xianglin, who pushed the door and entered, saw that Bai was changing clothes and didn't care about the slightly flushed face of the other party. After closing the door, he made his own appeal.

Looking at Xiang Lin, who was so pitiful with her hands together, Bai, who already had a little idea of ​​the difference between men and women, silently arranged his clothes, turned around and began to rummage through his homework.

"Don't worry, I won't copy all of them. He won't be able to see Teacher Killing!"

Just after Xianglin took the homework and promised with confidence with a grin, he suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him!There is some incredible existence staring at him!

Noticing the white eyes of Xianglin, he returned Bai's homework without even thinking about it.

"I still don't get the answer..."

"Have you worked so hard? Are you still getting the answer right?"

"Kill the teacher!" Xiang Lin, who was surprised, turned his head to look at Shen Er who didn't know when to come.

"Well, keep working hard. Also, I forgot to mention that entering a boy's room in the middle of the night is not what a girl should do, Karin."

Xiang Lin, who thought she was fooling around, laughed, but then realized that something was not right.

"boy?"

"Huh? Don't you know? Bai is a boy."

After being dazed for nearly two seconds, Xianglin turned his head and stared blankly at the extremely tall white woman Li Qi.

"what?"

"Yeah." Bai nodded.

Xianglin took a deep breath at this time.

"Wait! Boy? Boy! Wait! What are you talking about? Is today April Fool's Day? You lied to me, right? How could she be a boy!"

Looking at Xianglin who was completely messed up, Shen Er said again: "No, Bai is indeed a boy."

"The usual attire is..."

"Personal interests and such." Shinji replied.

Fragrant Phosphorus: ...

"My personal interest." Shinji added.

Fragrant Phosphorus: ...

Thinking of myself and a girl dressing up as a boy and holding arms every day like best friends, Xiang Lin...

"I can accept!"

Looking at Xiang Lin who suddenly showed a little excitement for some reason, put his hands on his shoulders, and said such an inexplicable sentence, Bai tilted his head.

"Hey?"

"I said I can accept it! And...very good! Bai just keeps this feeling! I can totally accept it! It's better to say this feeling! It's great! Saigao!"

Seeing Xiao Xianglin who was a little excited, Shen Er nodded silently in his heart and praised his ability to accept.

Worthy of being my student!
……

In the early morning, behind the mountain of the town.

Seeing Jun Ma Lu who was secretly training, Shen Er was also a little helpless. Although Jun Ma Lu had been strictly prohibited from using blood stains more than once, it didn't have much effect.

As if he was stimulated, he would run to a place where no one was paying attention, and secretly conduct some kind of training by himself.

Shinji, who understood that it was impossible to go on like this, and that it would not be a good thing for him to continue practicing this kind of thing, decided to teach them some things related to ninjutsu in advance.

Culture class in the morning and ninjutsu teaching in the afternoon.

Shen Er, who watched quietly for a while, left quietly before Jun Ma Lu was exhausted.

……

The next day.

"Where are we going? Kill the teacher?"

After two months of acquaintance, Xianglin has become the one who talks the most among the three.

Glancing at the three little ones carrying backpacks behind him, Shen Er smiled slightly, and said casually, "Of course I'm going to a place where there are beautiful big sisters."

Xianglin's face darkened: "Poor!"

"Also, from today onwards, some changes will be made to your courses. In the morning, it will still be a textbook, but in the afternoon it will become something similar to ninjutsu teaching. There are six days of classes a week, and the rest of the day has to be on the road."

Hearing the sound, Jun Ma Lu's expression showed a bit of surprise and surprise, Jun Ma Lu never forgot the task that Shen Er said before, but firmly remembered it in his heart.

Although I don't know the reason, but if it is a task assigned by the teacher, then we must work hard to complete it.Although it is difficult to do it with my current strength, but if I become stronger, I may be able to do it!

"Is there no rest day?!" Xianglin was surprised.

"That's right! No more!"

……

Another day, morning.

In the country of grass, in the forest not far from the border with the country of rain, Shen Er and the three little ones stationed here just had breakfast.

Minato, who was summoned again, looked at the hand on her shoulder with a slightly subtle expression.

"In short, this person will be your ninjutsu teacher from now on. He will teach you some ninjutsu basics. He will also cook breakfast, lunch and dinner!"

"Mr. Anli, I..."

Not knowing what was going on, Minato, who had just been summoned and entrusted with a "heavy task", twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, but Shinji patted his shoulder before he could finish speaking.

"I believe you."

Looking at Shinji with a thumbs up, Minato, who knew he couldn't escape no matter what, fell silent.

"Hey~~ Isn't it Teacher Killing?"

Xianglin propped her cheeks with her small hands and sighed, as if she was a little dissatisfied with the result.

Jun Ma Lu also frowned, also a little dissatisfied, but he didn't express it like Xiang Lin.And Shiro would keep a calm mind and accept silently as long as Shen Er said it.

Also disliked...

Minato felt an indescribable grievance in his heart.

"This time your range of existence is set by me to be [-] meters around me, do you think I treat you well?"

What's so good, isn't it just a white job?Minato murmured such a sentence in his heart.

The special contract signed unilaterally is not only as simple as delineating the scope of activities, but also can't have two minds, and can't do anything against this Mr. Amway.

Not to mention that Kabug brought Mr. Amway back to Konoha, it was simply impossible!

I can't use psychic skills, and I can't perceive anything beyond the range of [-] meters, as if my own world has been compressed within the range of [-] meters!
"Speaking of which, do you really want to go back to Konoha? If you really want to go, we can go together~"

Hearing what Shinji said, Minato's expression froze again, although he really wanted to go back to see his son, but it would be over if Konoha suffered because of this kind of thing.

After all, this Mr. Amway is too dangerous!

……

"Question time, Xianglin, the gods shot themselves in the foot in order to suppress human beings. Who is the half-human, half-god existence created by the gods?"

"King of Uruk, Gilgamesh!"

"time?"

"Eh... about six thousand years ago."

"OK, next Bai, let me summarize Gilgamesh's life."

Xianglin patted his chest and sat down with lingering fear, Bai picked it up, and replied: "Gilgamesh, more than [-] years ago, human beings ushered in a transitional period. ruled. In that age, Gilgamesh was king..."

On the side, Minato, dressed as a family cook, stirred the batter and listened to this kind of history like a fairy tale that no one knew.

After all, the known history of the Ninja world is only about a thousand years old, and no one knows the past history and has not been passed down.

The reason may be because of the continuous war, or it may be because of other things, anyway, it just doesn't exist!

The most distant history that is known in the ninja world is only the Six Paths Sage who put down the troubled times, and most people only think that it is just a myth and legend.

"That's a good answer. Well, now it's time for your questions. If you have any questions about this period of history, you can raise your hand and ask."

"that…"

Seeing the opportunity, Minato raised his hand without thinking, but was interrupted by Shinji just as he opened his mouth.

"You're not a student, so concentrate on cooking your meals."

Watergate:……

Is it still too late to enroll as a student?

　I don’t feel ashamed anymore, and I can code words with voice without changing my face when there are people in the ward!

　　(After all, with earphones on, I pretended I didn't hear what they were talking about.)
　　Appendicitis, although acute, is mild.

　　Because the work is relatively busy, the doctor also said that the operation can not be done first, and he chose infusion to relieve it, and then cut it when he is free.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)