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Senju clan ancestral hall, everyone: “I hope that the ancestors will bless me and make my Senju clan great again…”

But the protagonist stared at a photo in the ancestral hall: “Uzumaki Mito looks really good.”

~The personality of the crumbs in the crumbs was detected, “Grass Dungeon” was awakened, the mission goal… to make the Senju great again! Now start assigning you a great mission guide… Already assigned, Uzumaki Mito!

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With a few words, the protagonist carries the soul of Uzumaki Mito, and awakens the very grassy “Grass Dun”.

The magnificent Mrs. Hokage… In order to make the Senju clan great again, to protect Konoha and even the ninja world, and to prevent the protagonist from spoiling this world, I have broken my heart.

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fake good teacher

“Lay the foundation”

“Experience Yourself”

“Practical Comprehension”

“Flower Sakura? Bullying? Cough, you are still…”

really good teacher

“Learn the flow of cherry blossoms with one stick! 》

“Two sticks realize the hegemony! 》

“Three Sticks Awakens! 》

“What famous teacher Rayleigh? Bah, that’s called a misunderstood child! Preaching and teaching depends on our teacher Kai!”

“Good news! Good news!”

“Mr. Kai’s cram school is open!”

“Package teaching package meeting, places are limited, first come first served!”

Keywords: One Piece, Kaido, Cute, Teacher Kai

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In the 21st century, she was the outstanding world renowned darling of the field of archeology. Then, she transmigrated and became Jinjiang city’s Ji Family’ Third Miss, a small malnourished girl who starved to death. She was unfavored by her father and treated like air by the rest. Therefore, just to earn money and feed herself she had to return to her old profession – being a forensic anthropologist.

In the era of steam and mystery, becoming a correspondence student at the Thaumatology Academy was something Shad never thought of.

A whispering voice rang in my ears, who was reciting the poems of foreigners——

The old gods and aliens,

When the brassy rings of fate turn,

The golden runes are flickering.

steam surge,

the fire flickers,

Relic echoes,

The old gods revived.

The outstretched hand after the thick fog,

Pull back the hazy curtain of the crazy age.

Guests from afar explore the lands of the Old Continent,

Striking the melody of the next era.

Came here through the gate of time,

Shad put down his suitcase,

Look at the silvery moonlight overhead.

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