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The old man continued to ponder the blonde boy as he walked under the moon. He had been living in the mansion for one week, counting the day Jiraya had dropped him off and disappeared. In that time, how often had he actually trained the boy? Well, once every day, during afternoon tea, but that was an attempt to teach him manners, not jutsus. And those are more often than not disasters. I try to teach him and he ends up yelling at me or dumping tea in the fireplace or snorting sugar out his nose—god knows how he does that. Those give me such a headache.
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