The introductions continued in the classroom.
"My name is Shikaku Nara. I have no hobbies and hate troublesome things. I'm skilled in my clan's secret techniques."
"My name is Inoichi Yamanaka. I like planting flowers and dislike rude people. I'm also skilled in my clan's secret techniques."
After hearing their brief introductions, Rinjin rubbed his chin and began to think.
Actually, whether or not these three families are taught doesn't really matter; they all know their clan's secret techniques.
However, since they have fallen into my hands, a little tough love is necessary for them to graduate successfully.
Inoichi for support, Shikaku for control, Chōza for offense—this configuration isn't bad, but there's still a lack of synergy between them.
Thinking of this, Rinjin gave a sinister smile, then looked up at the three, his insidious expression disappearing.
"Alright, since that's the case, Team Eleven is formed. Let's go eat ramen!"
With that, he walked out of the classroom first; behind him, Chōza was the first to follow Rinjin, his plump body moving with unimaginable agility.
Before long, Rinjin led his three disciples to Ichiraku Ramen.
Before they got close, Rinjin heard a dynamic music coming from the ramen shop.
"Be Be Be Be Be Be Be..."
Along with it came various strange male voices.
"Roar... Yeah... Hey... Ha... Mm... Woo..."
Seeing this, Rinjin's face instantly turned black.
What is Teuchi up to? Has he forgotten Ayame?
Or has the atmosphere in Konoha changed beyond recognition in the three years I was gone?
With a darkened face, Rinjin lifted the curtain, and his face turned even darker.
Behind the counter, two guys were exuding green chakra, kneading the dough in front of them vigorously.
The poor dough was at their mercy, sometimes round, sometimes flat, changing shapes as they pleased.
Damn! Why do I suddenly feel like I can't eat this!
While kneading the dough, Teuchi shouted loudly at the guy next to him in a green tight suit.
"Dai! What's wrong?! Out of strength?! Where's your youth? Your youth! Pour out your youth!"
With a loud roar, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old named Dai clenched his fist and shouted angrily.
"My youth will never fade!"
Watching the two passionate individuals, Rinjin trembled and covered his eyes.
Awesome! Truly awesome!
These two fools, just kneading dough can get me pumped up, awesome! Truly awesome!
Beside Rinjin, the three little heads peeking from behind the curtain were already dumbfounded.
What the heck!
They didn't know how to even begin to complain!
At this moment, Teuchi, wearing a white apron, saw Rinjin and his eyes lit up instantly, shouting:
"Teacher!"
Teacher???
The three of Chōza instantly looked at Rinjin, instinctively shrinking their necks.
This!
We won't become like this in the future, will we?!
It feels so embarrassing!
Rinjin, who originally wanted to sneak away, paused, scratched his head awkwardly, and walked into the shop.
"Uh... Teuchi, long time no see!"
"Long time no see, teacher! I've missed you!"
Saying this, he was about to rush over the counter to hug Rinjin.
Seeing this, Rinjin instantly stood up at a speed beyond visual capture, reached out to press Teuchi's shoulder, and shrank his head repeatedly saying:
"Teuchi, don't get excited, don't get excited, let's talk calmly."
Upon hearing this, Teuchi nodded heavily, then looked at the little ones behind Rinjin with curiosity.
"Teacher, who are they?"
"Oh, I forgot about them."
Saying this, Rinjin invited Chōza and the others to sit inside the shop and introduced:
"These three are my new disciples, also... your junior brothers."
Hearing this, Teuchi was first stunned, then instantly recalled those hellish three years and began to smile mischievously, squinting at Chōza and the others.
"Hey~
Hehe~
Hehehe~
Good luck! I believe you'll become outstanding ninjas!"
Looking at Teuchi's smiling eyes, Shikaku and the others felt a chill down their spines, feeling that something bad was about to happen.
At this moment, Teuchi leaned over to his teacher, smiling wickedly, and asked in a low voice:
"Teacher, are you preparing to leave the village for a mission?"
Upon hearing this, Rinjin was a bit surprised and glanced at Teuchi.
Oh~ you've been around me long enough to understand me!
"Of course, after this meal, we're preparing to set off. You know me, so..."
Upon hearing this, Teuchi patted his chest loudly and nodded heavily.
"Don't worry, teacher, the last meal... oops!... the love ramen will be arranged perfectly for the junior brothers."
Seeing this, Rinjin nodded in satisfaction.
The two exchanged a knowing smile, their eyes full of cunning.
Sitting on the other side, Shikaku Nara felt cold behind him.
Since entering this shop, he had been collecting information.
As one of the Ino-Shika-Chō, a member of the Nara clan, the education he received as a child was not the simple education of the ninja school.
To put it bluntly, his starting point was already at the key point for most civilian ninjas.
Even after receiving such education, he was still shocked when seeing the shop owner Teuchi.
He hadn't not been to Ichiraku Ramen before; on the contrary, he had accompanied Chōza many times.
But never before had he felt such strong malice... no... it should be schadenfreude from this young shop owner.
Thinking of this, Shikaku just wanted to rush home and loudly question his father about what kind of teacher he had found for him, and have his mother give his father a beating.
Inoichi Yamanaka shared the same feeling.
As for Chōza Akimichi, this guy was drooling over the steaming, rolling ramen in the pot.
Soon, the ramen was served.
Rinjin had a bowl of ordinary tonkotsu ramen; he had been eating too much seafood in Kirigakure recently, his knees always hurt, seemingly having gout.
Next to Rinjin, Chōza had a super large bowl in front of him, filled with various chashu, pork chops, naruto rolls, kelp, and boiled eggs; it was simply luxurious.
On the other side, Inoichi and Shikaku both had seafood shrimp ramen.
Seeing this, Rinjin looked at the two with deep meaning and asked with a smile:
"Inoichi, Shikaku, do you like seafood?"
Upon hearing this, the two shrank their heads simultaneously, for some reason, they felt there was something wrong with this question.
After thinking for a moment, not knowing where this sense of crisis came from, Shikaku nodded first.
Seeing this, Rinjin smiled kindly.
Good kids, like seafood!
In a few days, uncle will treat you to your heart's content!
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