Naruto Caged Bird

Every huge ninja family should have the ethnology of teaching young children to read and write, and the children of ordinary people will naturally go to preschools everywhere-these are equivalent to our kindergartens in this world. Otherwise, what do you think the "six-year-old" ninja school kids did a few years ago?

Don't underestimate the power of bear children. The bear children in the ninja world are all weakened versions of "Naruto" who can climb rocks and paint when they were young, and their destructive power is "amazing". Such a group of daring future ninja elites, no one is in charge, so they can't turn the sky upside down?

Bear children and the like are indeed "the most annoying"!

At this time, it was the spring of Konoha's 24th year, the season when the "chrysanthemum" grew.

"Finally, it's time to go to school again! But it turned out to be a **** cultural class." Rizai complained feebly, even after traveling through time, he still can't escape this inevitable experience in life. What I want is ninjutsu ninjutsu Ninjutsu.

"In this life, I must be a top student!"

On that sunny day, in his previous life, he looked like a dick, and finally made an impossible wish.

However, at any rate, the day difference in this life no longer has to hold on to the corner of the mother's clothes, cry, howl and refuse to let go, like when she was separated from her mother for the first time and was sent to school.

Looking at Hinata who was crying in the classroom at this time, the time-traveled day difference vaguely recalled the feeling that his heart was broken when he sat in the classroom for the first time and watched helplessly as his mother gradually disappeared from sight outside the window. I was crying so hard that I was still in the mood to go to class. Therefore, my grades in my previous life were not good.

Until this time, when the day messenger saw with his own eyes the moment when he was separated from his parents - when the cheap old brother Xiao Rizu, who had always been stern-faced all day long, lowered his head to hide his red eyes. He actually felt that at this time, Rizu's worried and sentimental little face was much more pleasing to the eye than his usual stern face.

A little kid is about to look like a kid, so Rizui just slapped him **** the shoulder with a big slap, and comforted him:

"Cry, let's go~~"!

The huge noise was instantly noticed by all the Hinata children. As if he had lost a lot of face, Higashi returned to his old shoehorn face in anger. The class that started has been interrupted!

Ethnology courses, such things as literacy and hyphenation are still very simple for the day difference between the two generations. After all, Japanese itself was changed from half of Chinese characters. And the other half is the katakana that makes people seem illogical.

Although it looks weird, but even with those oddly shaped katakana, it only took a few days for Nizai to learn the things in the textbook. Kindergarten textbooks, am I so scumbag that I have to read them for a semester? It’s not the world of Conan that I traveled through!

Ever since, the daily errands who have nothing to do in class can only be so boring that they can only fantasize about ninjutsu, just like Conan who goes to class every day and fantasizes about all kinds of reasoning.

sleepy.

He propped his head up with his left hand, but at this moment Hizashi's mind began to think about how to mobilize the chakra he had already sensed in his body. And the free right hand, what is the "right hand" doing? ? ?

The right hand, of course, is "turning the pen".

With the passage of time, my thoughts are getting faster and faster, and I am immersed in the fantasies in my mind. I think about a lot of things, past life, present life, chakraka~!

But at this time, in the classroom in reality, the pencil that Rizai's right hand was spinning was subconsciously spinning faster and faster. With the speed of his thoughts when he was in a daze and the subconscious control of the chakra in his body, the chakra that overflowed naturally in his fantasy was attached to the only moving finger of his body, jumping up and down.

The spinning pencil in the right hand "wheezes and wheezes", and finally it makes a noise against the wind like a propeller flying in the sky. The pencil quickly circled between the fingers like a satellite, and even the book that was opened to perfuse the teacher in class has been "kissed" together by the whirlwind.

"Huchihuchi~~huchihuchi~~"

The one humming as if there is nothing to do: Blow, blow, my pride and indulgence~~Blow, blow~~mmmmmm~mmmmmmmmmmmm...!

"哐~~日, xiang, 日, difference~~" The textbook slammed down on the podium, and then accompanied by the roar of the only adult in the classroom, the grandfather of ethnology watched the unscrupulous blowing and blowing in the classroom. The propeller stood up in an instant, and the hair was straight!

Just like the lightning that suddenly appeared in the ear in sleep accompanied by the sound of thunder, Nisashi woke up suddenly. Subconsciously replied:

"Ah~?" Then he looked around the classroom.

In front of you, the entire classroom. Except for the always serious elder brother Hyuga Nichizu, all the "Hyuga kids" in the class have already picked up their pencils!

Learn, play and spin!

The most popular way of driving a car in class in the 21st century is also welcomed by children in this world.

At this moment, some of the little Hinatas in front of me are still spinning their hands, while some have already fallen to the ground with a "slap~~" and are bending down to pick up "passionately" with their good friends on their backs.

Looking at all this before him, Rizai seemed to have returned to the classroom in his previous life, and saw one after another students holding their heads and turning their pens.

Then, he slowly lowered his high head and looked at his god's right hand.

The 2B pencil whirring like a propeller is still spinning at "super speed" between the "five girls" on the right hand!

Whirring whirring! !

"My Cao" that speed guy, that's called "fast"!

This scene also frightened Risai himself in an instant, as if he was afraid of being disturbed, he threw his right hand conditionally.

"Shu~biubiu~~"!

"Ping babble~!".

Accompanied by the sound of glass penetrating, the 2B pencil that experienced "Fast and Furious" for the first time in history, just like the propeller of the Qantas plane that fell in the sky not long ago, crossed the Hyuga children above his head, broke the glass of the ethnology window, and flew to the vast playground.

Along the way, through a beautiful "arc", the Chinese team scored 1:0, and the time left for the Korean team seems to be running out!

At this moment, the expression of Mr. Hinata Kazukaku in the whole class is exactly the same as the expression on the Qantas plane, watching the high-speed rotating propeller fly out from the wing where he is sitting, and hit the tail of his own plane, Cao Cao~ ~Cao Cao, Cao Cao, Cao Cao~~.

One by one, just like in the anime, there are a few large size 1 black fonts floating above the head: "Fuck", "Good pen", "It's a dog", "Almost missed me~oh"!

Looking at the object that flew out, Hiyashi slowly lowered his head to inspect his right hand that caused everything, that white and tender little hand was plump and slender. Subconsciously shook and shook again, this speed "will definitely be comfortable in the future"!

At this moment, at this moment, the boy here!

The old man in the classroom was about to explode. After holding back for a long time in the trembling, I finally said word by word:

"Day to day difference, you, you, you, you, you, get out of here yuyuyu~" He clutched his chest in pain and growled with difficulty, almost dying of his age.

"Hahahaha" In the classroom, the laughing people turned their backs.

From the beginning to the end, the instigator was immersed in his own shock, forgetting to look at the poor old man, after all, he was not the old man in the ring.

At the last moment of leaving the classroom, Hizashi reconfirmed and looked at the hole in the glass that looked like a bullet hole. Then, amidst the laughter of Xiao Hinata from the whole class and the eyes of his still serious elder brother Hizuru, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com walked out of the classroom in a daze.

At this moment, there are only three things in the day's mind:

"Pen, bullet holes, right hand and right hand!"

It seemed unreal, and it seemed like a dream.

Riza slowly put his right hand on his chest, feeling whether it really existed. The overspeeding "Right Hand of God" in front of him scratched vigorously on his chest, and scratched vigorously again,

"Ah~~" Is it comfortable?

"Well, it hurts!"

Refreshing from the pain, the day's errand "Huh~" burst into a chill and sweat, and quickly removed the right hand that hit his chest, or his own chest. The boy's small hand with thin skin and tender flesh is really smooth, "meaty" and plump. It seems, really, there are many, many different uses?

Just like that, he was kicked out of the classroom, just like the old Wang "Lan Che@王船路" in "Three Fools".

The outcome of this matter did not seem to be so simple, and Rizai was "visited" again in this life!

The reason for being visited at home was not such a trivial matter as driving a small car in class and breaking the glass of ethnology.

Rather, something more sinister?

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How should three or four-year-old children practice chakra? Kakashi like a genius, or a more genius Itachi?

But this time is a peaceful age, and it is still sunny in the early days of growth. Not the bereaved father, nor the dark Uchiha!

When you suddenly have the ability to control your thoughts one day, will you use your thoughts to brush the hair of the girl you like in the front row, or gently lift the corner of the clothes to unbutton them in class, until one day you can control some heavy clothes? Do you keep practicing when you are learning something?

For example, airplane cups.