"Hey? Are you okay?" Haruki stepped forward and supported the trembling Tsunade.
"You didn't do it?" Tsunade complained as she bent down and rubbed her ankle.
"It's the reason why you stay in one position for a long time." Qingshu squatted in front of her, stretched out his hands, and green chakra traveled around her legs.
"Ah~"
The overly numbing feeling of comfort caused Tsunade to subconsciously let out a charming trembling moan.
When she came to her senses, her face turned red and she shouted angrily: "Qingshu!"
"You can't blame me, right?" Qingshu spread his hands innocently, "I kindly treated you, but you couldn't hold it back."
"It's your fault!" At this moment, Tsunade was like a Steam Princess. She was so ashamed that the tips of her ears were as red as bloodshot.
Qingshu was slightly startled.
The golden light spots of summer slowly spread on her cheeks, which were like ripe apples. Her beautiful big eyes were full of shyness and avoidance, but her whole body exuded a mature aura.
"what?"
Tsunade saw that he suddenly looked stupid and couldn't help but ask.
But after such an interruption, her mood barely returned to calm.
"Tsunade." Haruki murmured, "You are so beautiful."
"Huh?" Tsunade didn't expect that he would say such a thing suddenly. She suppressed the smile emerging from the corner of her mouth and said, "Don't think that if you praise me, I will forgive you!"
Haruki reached out and pinched her chin, and said in a serious tone: "I know that my sins are serious, so please don't show mercy to Princess Tsunade, and punish me as much as you want, destroying the body or torturing the mind, whatever you want, you can do whatever you want!"
Tsunade's expression gradually changed.
Seeing Haruki's attitude, she originally thought that he had realized his mistake, but the second half of the sentence revealed the truth, and the more he said it, the more wrong he was.
"Go to hell!"
Tsunade disappeared in front of him, leaving only two words of anger.
"Hey, are you willing?"
Qingshu raised his eyebrows, but received no response.
"Running so fast."
He arranged his clothes until there was nothing wrong with them, and then came to the classroom where he was attending class.
Class A, first grade.
Although school has been open for three months, this is the first time for him as a teacher to meet his students.
"Hello everyone."
Haruki knocked on the blackboard, and the lively classroom was immediately attracted to him.
"So handsome!"
A little girl subconsciously exclaimed in the silence.
When she came to her senses, she quickly covered her face, feeling very embarrassed.
"You have good taste. What's your name?"
Qingshu looked at the little girl with red eyes and had a guess in his mind.
"Xi... the sun is red."
Haruki smiled.
Sure enough it was her.
A relatively rare ninja who specializes in illusions in the original work, he is the childhood sweetheart of Asuma Sarutobi, the son of the Third Hokage.
In many fan fictions, she often plays the role of heroine or supporting actress.
After all, she looks beautiful.
Sarutobi Asuma is really miserable.
There are tragic figures everywhere.
"I think some of you have guessed who I am."
Haruki locked eyes with Kakashi Hatake in the back row, with his white hair and cold expression, he really attracted attention.
Although he doesn't have the Sharingan, he still wears a black mask.
Next to him is Nohara Lin.
With long brown hair and dark brown pupils, combined with the two purple patterns on his face, he is highly recognizable.
"Your teacher who has been missing for three months, Qingshu."
Qingshu picked up the roster, raised his hand to suppress the sudden discussion, and said, "I have already read your information, but this is the first time we meet, so I will click your name. If your name is called, please raise your hand.
Hatake Kakashi."
Kakashi was stunned and raised his little hand.
He is actually quite familiar with Qingshu.
At home, his father, Hatake Sakumo, often mentioned Haruki about his superb medical skills and resourcefulness.
Qingshu nodded, said nothing, and continued to call names.
After a few minutes, he put away the roster and said: "Very good, everyone is here except Uchiha Obito."
As expected, Obito was late.
Presumably he should be helping the old lady cross the road at this time.
"Be warned in advance, I am different from the teachers you know."
A smile appeared on Haruki's face. This time he not only taught politics and history, but was also a real class teacher, just like Umino Iruka, who was equivalent to a homeroom teacher.
The courses in the ninja school mainly fall into these categories: ninjutsu, taijutsu, individual, group, tactics, and theory.
Today is his first class.
According to the course schedule, it should be a team class.
Just when he was about to speak, Uchiha Obito came rushing outside the door.
"Old...teacher, I'm late. You don't need to tell me. I'm going to stand still."
He spoke breathlessly, but when he noticed it was Qingshu, he immediately froze.
The atmosphere created by Qingshu was immediately destroyed, and the classroom was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Obito ignored the ridicule from his classmates, he had long been used to it.
But the devil in front of him reminded him of that humiliating night, when his body danced a humiliating dance in humiliating music and wearing humiliating clothes.
Because he hadn't seen him for so long, he thought that Qingshu was just trying to scare him by saying that he would become his teacher, but he didn't expect that he actually came.
Obito felt a sense of despair when he thought about spending eight or nine years under his command.
"Why are you laughing?" Qingshu said in a calm tone, "Does it make you happy to laugh at your classmates?"
The classroom suddenly became quiet.
Obito was a little puzzled and dazed. He looked at the calm Haruki and noticed his hidden anger.
"I thought you, Class A, were the best students in this class, but... you can't even show the most basic respect for others. It really disappoints me."
Qingshu glanced at everyone.
Everyone lowered their heads and remained silent.
Only Obito seemed to have something stirring in his heart.
He lost his parents when he was young and was raised by his grandmother. However, due to various reasons, he became a low-income person and was laughed at by his classmates. Naturally, he was not looked upon well in Uchiha.
The reason why he likes Nohara Rin is because she is the only one waiting for him who is late.
"Obito, go sit down. There is no penalty for standing in my class."
"Yes!" Obito said loudly.
He returned to his seat, smiled at Nohara Rin, and glared at Kakashi again.
"idiot!"
Kakashi answered as always, not even looking at him.
His current interest is in Haruki, the new teacher, and he has to say that he has already experienced a completely different feeling after just meeting him for a while.
"In that case, our first class today, classmate."
Qingshu wrote down the word "classmate" and said with a smile, "One day in the future, you will understand how precious the classmates you met when you were young are. But now, let's start class."
He suddenly understood that what he wanted to teach now was not ideological politics, but ideological and moral character.
Countless facts prove the importance of ideological education and three views.
If Haruki only gave them dragon-slaying skills, one day, someone would go astray, and he didn't want to trigger the Hokage's tradition of killing masters.