Inuzuka Naho, the man who didn't care that I hosted the Kyuubi. He's nicer than the others and he's my teacher. The guy who made the rest of the kids cry. He specializes in hunting. Well, most of his clan are.
This guy, I like this guy because he's not as stupid as the others and couldn't give a flying fuck about me. The others cared too much about me and tries to sabotage me. The other idiotic kids started following their examples, which then I brought out a whip and whipped their ugly mugs. Where I got the whip? Well, I wouldn't tell anyone that I stole it from the adult store in the Red Light District. To anyone who ask, it's something I found. Heh, that'll work cuz imma kid.
The whip is a lot more convenient than I thought. I trained myself to be able to grab things with it, to switch off the lights, to close the door, to cut things, etc, and what ever.
Of course, that training costed hundreds and thousands of damages. I had to replace the mug like about 15 times, or so when trying to get it. I can catch it with my super, awesome, ninja skills, but I miscalculated my strength and shattered the mug instead. I meant a real mug this time, not a face mug.
I'm not telling anyone about it anyways.
"Your brat just color bombed the Chunin lounge! Watch over her better!" Some random Chunin who carried me to my classroom by my collar, barged into the classroom. Naho-sensei just raised an eyebrow
"And it's my job because...?" He trailed off, trying to get an answer with a textbook in one hand while the other held a chalk against the blackboard.
"SHE'S SUPPOSED TO BE IN CLASS!" I winced at the loudness. And I decided to protest about it by scratching the hand that held me hostage, making him yelp in pain. I ran all the way to the empty seat that was always empty because I apparently 'contaminated' it. I didn't even trust Naho-sensei (At this time).
"Well, isn't it your responsibility to watch out for intruders just in case? Idiotic and incompetent. You don't deserve that rank if Uzumaki managed to get past a lot of Chunin to be able to color bomb the lounge. What if it was a poison bomb or a gas bomb to make the people inside it die of asphyxiation?" Naho-sensei asked the guy, his one eyebrow raising a lot higher, making the idiot a lot more paler at the possibilities. Then he just gave up and stormed outside.
"NEXT TIME, KEEP A BETTER WATCH ON HER!" He shouted before slamming the door. He sneered at the door the idiot was at and looked at me
"Next time, target him specifically." He said before continuing on to teaching.
Whoa, a teacher encouraging a student to prank!? I grinned widely
"YES SIR!" With that cheesy salute and began my class work.
That thing happened multiple times and he always suggested what I should do to improve on my traps. Make the color brighter and smellier so it'll be hell for most of them, send them their most feared nightmares (not psychological one, more like fear of spiders, fear of clowns, fear of the number 13, etc), make some pepper bomb that would blind them, stink bomb, etc. I love his suggestions
Those suggestions and subtle encouragement made him my most favorite teacher ever!
