"Is this it?"
"Yes, that's it!"
"Quick, use your hands to slowly and gently peel it off there, and then we can happily..."
"Play cards."
Ahem, this was one evening after the first Shinobi World Fight the Landlord Championship.
Naruto had enjoyed a very pleasant day at school.
For instance, he recommended the fruit his teacher had made to Choji and petted Akamaru's head.
He also took walks with Hinata when they had time to spare, went to the bathroom with Sasuke to see who could pee farther, and so on.
Ah, school life really was full of variety.
Iruka: Naruto! Don't do that during class!!!
Incidentally, Iruka had successfully gotten reimbursed for the dummy by the Third.
However, he had heard from the Third that the output of wooden products might drop considerably in the near future, and development of the next generation of dummies would also be delayed.
It was a shame, but since he had gotten his reimbursement, life as it was now wasn't unbearable.
The school had also recently received some additional funding to improve its training facilities and daily amenities.
The main source of this sponsorship was an unspeakable, pitiful Pot Kage whose property had been confiscated.
He was probably still at home waiting for Otsu to send word that the agreed two days were up and they respectfully welcomed Lord Danzo's return.
Otsu, whose rear end had been plugged: Lord Danzo, I'm sorry. I've already been dyed another color.
Itachi watched with satisfaction as this batch of Root members gradually underwent their second round of modifications. He found it extremely comfortable, with the exhilarating sensation of venting all the negative emotions deep in his heart.
Ah. It really was wonderful.
Tenzo silently backed away a few steps. This temporary superior of his might also