Mizuki-sensei is weird. Whoever hired him as a teacher is even weirder. Letting a sadistic misanthrope near a lot of children isn't exactly the most normal thing to do.
...Having an ability to sense people emotion is not exactly normal, either. But only a few people know about it, so Kaina can pretend to be normal until she became normal for real. There are only two kinds of people in this world: Normal and not normal.
When one of Shisui-san's friend from ANBU, a young man with brown shaggy hairs arrived at the academy to bring his baby cousin home, Kaina doesn't mention anything about meeting his supposedly dead friend.
Not after the current holder of the Kitsune mask said he just returned from Shisui-san's funeral, even if there is no body to bury.
"So, Mukumo-chan. Do you think you will become a Genin?"
An off-duty Tsukumo Kurama is just an overprotective older sibling.
"Absolutely. You should better be worried about this kid instead. She started the exam five minutes before the end."
"You wound me, Mukumo-san. I can answer everything in under one minutes."
It started raining again, and Tsukumo-san lend Kaina one of his katanas which she reluctantly accept. Kaina doesn't know what to do with it until the ANBU unsheathed his own. Imagine her surprise when it turned out to be an umbrella.
"Rain is a good weather for funerals, don't you think so? What's up with that puppy?"
"I haven't found its owner yet, so I kind of stuck with it."
"It probably belongs to an Inuzuka. It's too clean to be a stray."
Kaina wondered if this person will stop making deductions as if he is the second coming of Ryuunosuke Naruhodou. She already figured all the things he said as a possibility before he started talking. Thank you, captain obvious.
But this is the same person who tricked people into thinking he is a competent ninja worthy of being ANBU by his skills in Genjutsu alone and the tendency to be at the right place at the right time. This person is dangerous. At least to everyone who isn't an Uchiha or has their eyes.
Every ANBU in Konoha is dangerous, no exception. Even cuddly ones like Neko-san and her successor who wore similar mask with less whisker.
How long can she pretends to be ignorant of her landlady's secret former identity? That woman is so clumsy it's no longer funny. Her hands is always covered in bandages.
"You can return my umbrella whenever you like. I don't think you will be moving out of the village any time soon."
"Thanks, I guess."
Finally. Alone, again. Well, not really alone since she still have the dog with her. That, and the Kyuubi. Fluffy-chan is so quiet these days. Sometimes she forgot there is a Bijuu inside of her.
"Moshi-moshi, Kaina here. Fluffy-chan, are you still there?"
"I WISH I WASN'T HERE."
"Indoor voice, Fluffy-chan. We're talking in my mind. You don't want to make me crazier, right?"
"What do you want? I haven't got all day."
"Just saying hello. I thought you don't know how to talk anymore."
Fluffy-chan sounded less... Grumpy today. There is one less Uchiha, that singular thought is enough to brighten his day. Perhaps. No one knows how demons thought process worked.
If Kaina know how to cry over the loss of an older brother figure, she would. Assuming Shisui-niisan actually died. Unfortunately, no one taught her how to truly express emotions.
It seems like even a puppy is more expressive than her.
"You want me to follow you?"
The dog doesn't answer, which is not necessarily a bad thing. The only person who own a talking dog wears a mask and conceal a Sharingan eye. Something Fluffy-chan is allergic to.
He doesn't reacts badly to any other Sharingan wielder in proximity, though. How peculiar.
She passed by two Chuunin guards renowned for beeing keener than any Doujutsu users and they started panicking after realising where she was headed.
"Don't go there! There is a man-eating monster in that place!"
However, Kotetsu's warning fell to deaf ears. The last time Kaina when to the nameless shrine, there is only the Yamanaka caretaker there. Besides, a man-eating monster won't eat a little girl like her, right?