Long Live The Hokage

Three years later.

“Teacher, do you think my monkey mask is cute?”

Masahiko a confused face looks-at Yi Zi strokes the monkey mask on his face.

It may be that within clan has been too stable in recent years. There are more and more children in within clan. Somehow, the mask is loved by more and more children. Today, the first mask festival was held in the clan.

“Teacher …” See Masahiko absent-minded, exclaimed Yizi.

“Oh, good-looking, good-looking … what about the two of them?” Masahiko recovered and asked the whereabouts of the other two students.

“Jing Tong is still training, so he won’t come.” Yi Zi pursed her lips, “Nanako’s elder sister is also choosing a mask …”

Masahiko clicked nodded, indicating that he understood.

In the past three years, Jing Tong was the student who most satisfied him. It may be that the self-defined training method is really useful, or it may be that his Taijutsu innate talent is really high. Only 11-year-old Jing Tong has reached the Jonin Level in Taijutsu. Sometimes Masahiko and he practice with him. There may be something ugly.

Masahiko sometimes wanted to use self-definition for training, but eventually gave up. Because he felt that Jing Tong was moving in the direction of Guy and Lee …

As for Yizi, she feels no different than she was three years ago. Occasionally, Masahiko felt like he had a daughter. Ninjutsu ’s learning innate talent is high in terrifying, not only hand seal speed catch up with Masahiko, the B-Rank taught her the following Wind-Style and Fire-Style have all been learned, Masahiko intends to teach her Rasengan after a period of time series. As soon as she grows up and the Chakra Reserves become larger, she will become a true Ninjutsu fort.

The last student …

“Teacher, I’m here. See if my mask is handsome or handsome!” Masahiko had just thought of it, and Nanako’s shout came.

Masahiko looked up helplessly. In the past few years, Nanako has revealed her nature after being thoroughly mixed with Masahiko three people. Usually polite, the virtuous appearance of pretty daughter in a humble family, occasionally reveals the grinning side, or the hot side, of character. Masahiko suspects she has a personality like Sakura.

Just look at the mask she chose to know which girl would choose a Shinigami mask.

Wait … Shinigami’s mask?

Masahiko complexion changed, carefully looked at Nanako’s mask, and started to talk, “Nanako, the mask is good, show me.”

“Teacher, you haven’t looked at my mask …” Yi Zi on the side started dissatisfied.

Masahiko ignored it and took the mask that Nanako handed over. After careful consideration, he was slightly relaxed.

“Is it just similar in shape?” Masahiko mumbled to start to talk, not at all what Shinigami was found in the mask. “But why is Nanako?”

Masahiko still cares a little, because Nanako’s learning of Sealing Jutsu has progressed rapidly in the past three years. It would not be a surprise if she could develop Dead Demon Consuming Seal Masahiko someday in the future.

“Let’s pay a little attention …” Masahiko returned the mask to Nanako, turning his head and looking towards Yizi, who could hang a bottle of oil in his mouth.

“Yizi, show me the monkey mask.”

After taking the monkey mask handed over by Yizi, Masahiko took a closer look and took him to his face.

“Teacher, you look like a monkey!” Yi Zi started to talk happily.

Masahiko turned black and handed the mask back.

“I’m probably a teaser from a monkey …”

Regardless of whether the two students could not understand the stalk, Masahiko continued to start to talk, “Let ’s go and visit the mask festival together.”

I took two students to the within clan market, and all the goods in normally were replaced with masks today.

animal mask, character mask, and Shinigami mask …

Masahiko has no interest in animal masks, which are suitable for children. character mask …

“Hell, why is there a mask designed for me? It’s still funny.”

Masahiko stared wide-eyed, looked at the stall owner, his face turned black.

“Isn’t this our Uzumaki Clan original second Elder? Isn’t it saying that we went home to take care of the elderly, why did we sell the mask?” The stall owner is not someone else, it is vortex Zhenghong, this Uzumaki Clan original second Elder.

“Masahiko,” vortex Zhenghong smiled glanced at Masahiko, “In the past few years, nothing has happened, so I made a few masks, my grandson didn’t like it, so I just sold it.”

“How old is your grandson? They don’t like masks, children like them …” Masahiko wondered about start to talk.

“My grandson is 11 years old … but I only know training all day.” Vortex Zhenghong paused and started to talk with a smile.

Masahiko’s face turned black. “Your grandson, will not be Jing Tong.” See vortex Zhenghong nodded, “Do you dare let me teach your grandson, we used to have some grudges …”

“It’s been nearly 50 years. I don’t care about the past grudges. I believe you too. And after Kaguya World War I, I believe you are the most suitable person to be a Hitomi Teacher.” Vortex Zhenghong started to talk .

“I have let go of my grievances,” Masahiko said. “But we have new grudges. You violated my right to portrait.”

“What right?”

“The right to portrait!” Masahiko pointed to the mask, no longer to say, turned around and wanted to leave with two students.

“Teacher, wait a minute!” Nanako interrupted from start to talk.

Ten minutes later, Masahiko looked helplessly—Nanako put on a “Masahiko Mask”.

“Well, these clansman’s legal consciousness is too weak. In the future, Hashirama establishes Konoha, and he must remind him to strengthen the villagers’ legal consciousness construction!” Masahiko shaking one’s head, saying something that no one can understand.

“Teacher, where I bought the mask in front!” Nanako’s words interrupted Masahiko’s thoughts, Masahiko looked up, and various Shinigami masks came into view.

Walking to the booth, the owner started to talk enthusiastically, “Welcome Masahiko Lord! Is there any need?” Seeing Nanako behind Masahiko, he froze, “This little girl also wants other styles of Shinigami Mask? Your vision was so good before, the only Shinigami mask that you don’t have is the one you bought … “

Nanako heard the compliment and was excited to step forward, but was stopped by Masahiko.

“Single? Not the same? Why did this mask only make one?” Masahiko started to talk in doubt.

“Uh, I didn’t actually make that mask.” The stall owner started to talk, “I made the other masks by myself. Only the one I pulled out of the house debris. This mask still looks new. Yes, I sold it out by the way. Maybe it might have been passed down from my ancestors, so I would lose a lot … “

“Speaking of my grandparents, I was a great person at Land-of-Fire …”

“Okay, I’m understood.” Masahiko interrupted the stall’s torrents and started to talk. “Yizi, Nanako, let’s go back.”

“Maybe, this mask is really left by the great person …”