أول 159 سطر.
Get ready. Go!
Clear!
Clear!
Clear!
All clear!
Here!
Rock 'n' roll!
Freeze! Hands up!
Shit, what the hell is this?
Is it a bomb?
Nah, it ain't a bomb. It's a sword.
Look carefully.
His thumb for pressing the phone's detonation button and his head
got slashed off by a sword.
Nobody else can do this but ninja.
Look what's on the corner of the desk.
It's an origami.
Ninja... I wanted to see them for real.
Are you kidding me? You wanna die?
Thank God and your mommy you didn't see them.
Mind the pipe.
It's surprisingly easy to trip on.
Uh-huh.
Looks like we're all here.
Careful. There's gum on the ground.
Episode 1: Throw a Rock, Hit a Ninja
Yeah.
It's been a long time, Kumogakure Kuro.
Then again, I guess I saw you at that run-down apartment the other day.
You've always been great at escaping and staying hidden.
Your burns from the lightning strike healed, Hibi?
I'm covering it up with makeup, man.
But the scars won't heal until I take you down.
Which I wouldn't mind doing right now.
Are you listening?
Hang on, my dick's kinda...
Oh, damn it. I stepped on the gum.
I noticed you staring.
What's your real name?
Wait, me?
I've got a bunch of Ninja Handles, but...
My real name's Suzuki.
Suzuki...
The second most common name in the country. You win.
Well, Hibi is, like, 1,500th, so he can't compete.
1,500th... Pfft.
So, you guys ask me to come to this roof, which is super visible...
Are you stupid or something?
I mean, isn't the normal routine to gather everybody and have a cool-looking pose-off?
We're not in Jump , man.
A sniper could take us all out. Let's call it a day already.
Wait, really?
I don't read manga.
I'm not familiar, either.
I've always wanted to assemble the team like this, though...
I get what you're saying, Kuro-san,
but take a look over there.
The enemy's assembled, too.
So they're just as stupid?
Who're we dealing with here, Hachiya?
The Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare's Rear Support Maneuvers Division 2.
They're called the Rear-Enders.
Hachiya...
Does anyone actually do ganguro-style fashion anymore?
This is bad. They're definitely coming after us.
Then I'll make the first move.
Seriously, quit acting like we're in Jump .
Who's the strongest one here?
Well, definitely not me.
Ultimately, results are all that matters with shinobi.
I beat the dick-slicing foreigner, so that makes me strongest.
If I take their strongest fighter out, this'll be over.
Hachiya, who's their strongest?
Going by their builds, probably her.
Nah. Usually you can count on the biggest to be number two.
Number one's gotta be her.
She'll have some kind of ultimate form, like Frieza,
that'll result in a simpler design.
You actually love Jump , don't you, Kuro?
You've got a laser pointer, don't you?
The school's got ears everywhere.
I've got one, but what do you need it for?
And yeah, I know.
Be ready for my signal. And good.
You'll want to hit her arm with the laser.
The real enemy is the director.
Yeah, that makes sense.
All right, I'm heading out.
Be careful.
Down we go...
How'd it even come to this?
September 9th
July 22nd
Seven out of ten.
Four out of ten.
Zero out of ten.
I'm so bored.
Sure seems like it.
What is this? Assassination practice?
N-No! Nothing that fancy.
I'm coming in.
Yeah, please, go right ahead!
It's so damn hot.
S-Sure is.
I didn't notice him at all...
He must be a career ninja.
You not gonna offer me a cold drink?
Sorry about that!
I was joking. I already saw there was no fridge.
I, uh, share a fridge with the person in the next room over...
Lately, so many non-career ninja have been failing to get any jobs
that there've been rumors of some making a break for it.
So, despite the extra work, we've been making the rounds to check on them.
S-Sir, I would never consider running away!
All I need is a job, and I'll work my butt off.
It's no skin off the organization's ass how many of you run off, really.
That's fair, yeah.
Regulations are what they are, though.
Remember that any attempt to escape will get you erased.
O-Of course, sir.
So...
I have a job for you.
Y-You do? What is it?
Oh, I have to figure that out myself, right? Okay.
I have to say, the famous Kumogakure clan has really fallen off.
What's this? Going for my eyes?
N-No, it's just...
The toothpick in the ceiling fell.
Oh, this?
I'd say that's a ten out of ten.
Holy shit...
Well, the box seems normal enough.
A blazer? Seems like part of a school uniform.
And it comes with a hoodie...
Why, though?
Huh...
I get it. Dress for the ninja jobs you want.
I guess I'm supposed to infiltrate this school.
Hello, this is Kodan High School.
That was a close one.
Just remembered that parents usually handle the transfer process.
I could claim to be the father, but that'd seem out of place with the time of day.
It'd make more sense for the mother to call.
Unless specified otherwise,
a Genin is supposed to move as soon as an order is received.
This lady's the only woman in this apartment complex...
and she's not around.
And is it really wise to leave your window wide open with your underwear out to dry?
Kawado-san? You in?
Hey, Kumogakure-kun, can you get me some toilet paper?
Uh, sure, okay.
Where do you keep it, again?
It's in the damn bathroom, obviously!
Couldn't you get it yourself, then?
I obviously can't! Why is this old dump laid out like this?!
And who the fuck leaves the toilet paper so far away?!
That piece-of-shit landlord! Does he not wipe his ass?!
Well, she's obviously hammered.
This is bullshit!
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