Chapter 67

Until late in the evening, Mizuki behaved like a decent shinobi... just freed from the need to look after a crowd of backbiters. In fact, suspecting that this might be the last time we were on the same side, I even approached when he and his colleagues were sitting and having a bite to eat in a diner, like the same Ichiraku, only with a higher rating, and thanked for all those activities and his patience .

When the people cleared their throats... not every day a voice is heard from an empty place next to them and a little boy appears... a young shinobi, so many of them suddenly went into the wrong throat with sake, and so, when the people cleared their throats, my initiatives were even greeted with a bang, for some reason, graduating genin, even clan ones, do not thank their teachers, hurrying to flee as soon as possible. Well, maybe it's normal for a shinobi, but there is nothing illegal and there is no such gratitude, but the fact that I'm the only one who came up, it's better for me. The system agreed with me, dropping a bit of reputation with all the shinobi that were there, and a big chunk of it from Mizuki.

If only he wasn't a traitor. Am I asking too much? But my hopes were not destined to come true. When Mizuki, who had taken on his chest, disappeared at home in the evening, I already wanted to leave, and stayed just to clear my conscience. And with sadness he looked at the former sensei who got out of the window unnoticed by others. For others, it's imperceptible, but I ate a dog at that word, out - even Shino always notices.

But I must admit, he was hiding well, a couple of times I almost lost him. He slid into the vault nicely too. After this action, having considered all the pros and cons, I realized that I would not be able to repeat the penetration, and I don't want to hope for the canon. So I created three clones, thought of two more, and we wandered off to watch every possible exit from the vault.

Half an hour later, I began to twitch ... somehow too long. And after another fifteen minutes, I was about to admit that I had managed to miss it, when the memories of the scattered clone came to me. Uh huh, that's Mizuki. Yes, and if you think about it, in the canon everything was stupidly simple, but here first penetration, after - you still need to get to the scroll through conditionally enemy territory, check that nothing was imposed on it, and then remove it. And after waiting a little - making sure that the substitution was not noticed, just as slowly, bypassing the posts and traps (well, or what is there?) go out. It is desirable - another way out, if something was found at the entrance and is already being met. Here are the fifty minutes that Mizuki spent. Well, or it's even simpler and he got lost.

After catching up with Mizuki and waiting for him to enter the undergrowth, I just jumped out in front of him.

- Naruto! How long to! One day I'll have a heart attack! - even forgetting what situation he is in and what he is carrying behind his shoulders, sensei habitually issued. True, after a moment he came to his senses.

- And yes, is it too late? It's time for you to be home, has something happened? – but now there was more pretense than real concern. But since I was able to read it, doesn't that mean he didn't pretend before? Damn, stop thinking about it, or you'll blow your brains out, not your goals.

"Not before you return the scroll, Mizuki-sensei." I nod, looking up. Well, what did you want? Even if I stretched out, and I'm not inferior to Sasuke in height, even a little higher, but I'm still far from this tall, like any adult.

- That's how, then, everything turned out, well, it's a pity ... - the traitor reached for the pouch, and he really was sorry. Okay, so let's push.

- Exactly! It's a pity! I can't even express how sorry! Why do you need this? I begin expressively, and the evil technique of "talking no jutsu" works fine. I'm joking like this because of my nerves. Nevertheless, not every time you try not even to win, but to persuade the enemy.

"This village… we have a stalemate. No matter what I did, no matter how hard I tried and climbed out of my skin, they didn't even want to give me a tokubetsu jonin. Why? I have always been loyal to the village! I've outgrown the rank of chuunin a long time ago! So why? As if they didn't notice, put an end to it, that's how they treated me ... and you know, Naruto. In some ways we are even similar. Do you know what's in you...

- I know for a long time. But let's not get distracted by me, Mizuki-sensei? So what did you say there? Are you unwilling to be promoted? And is that the whole reason? It looks like my eye twitched. I was expecting scary revelations, frightening truths or whatever, not just getting stuck on the corporate ladder.

- E-he-he ... ahem! Is that how you manage to make even a chunin feel embarrassed? You are a monster. - Somewhere not there turned our conversation.

And yes, now it was a shame!

- I know. - I'm sorry to say.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. - I realized that my relationship with him is too highly pumped, so it turns out that he doesn't even want to eliminate me, but he doesn't even want to knock me out.

"I'm consoled by a renegade... this is probably the real dead end in my shinobi career." I put my hand to my face and say. Hmm, I think that narutotherapy is already working here, and eloquence. Here we are stuck with him. And we can't back down, and we don't want to harm.

- And as for me, my reason is quite good, - Mizuki returned to his story, hushing up our "lyrical digression", - imagine that you devoted yourself to the village, and instead of gratitude, even a field patent for a chunin was not awarded to you right away, but after that, they completely forgot! So now they have also been exiled to the academy, which is equivalent to the title of "eternal chunin". But even so, I tried to find pluses in this work! Tried for years! I taught, hoping that my knowledge, which I generously share with my students, would at least somehow help. And more and more disappointed. But I continued to study anyway...

- And taught just fine! Yes, you are the only one in the entire academy who chewed on any material, gave understandable examples. And even with the most slobs did not give up! You are the only one who really taught at least something and gave knowledge, and did not stupidly retell the teacher's version of the textbook! You! It was you who gave all of us, your students, almost more than all the other teachers! And it is thanks to you, Mizuki-sensei, that the death rate among genin will decrease! After all, you conveyed your idea to the younger generation! And it was visible! Even Kiba, with his attitude towards learning, was looking forward to your classes! – wow, narutotherapy successfully worked four times. But this is not enough, we must wait ...