One of the world's oldest jobs is hired killers, ninjas, or simply... assassins.
Due to the need and demand for assassins, entire clans were formed that still exist in modern-day, to raise killers with how to do their job correctly while passing on...
Another day, another walk to school. Yn thought to himself.
Yn:(mind) I wonder if today miss Dai is going to give us some jutsu based lessons. Shooting fireballs would be epic.
Girl: Excuse me?
Yn:?
Turning around, Yn was approached by a group of middle school girls who were about 14 years old.
Yn: Can I help you?
Girl 2: Well we've noticed you going on this path for a few days now, and were wondering... Do you go to Ryga Academy?
Yn: Y-yeah...?
Girl 3: Like, the Ryga Academy?!
Yn: To my knowledge, yeah.
These girls began surrounding Yn, looking at him with amazement, causing other nearby middle school students to come up.
Before he knew it he was surrounded by a small crowd of students.
Girl 1: You must be super smart! That place is only for the elite!
Girl 4: I hear that if you get in, you're practically guaranteed to get any job you want?
Girl 5: How do you even get into a school like that?
Yn: What's going on...?
Yn:(mind) Ugh! They're so close, I don't have any room to move.
Yn:(mind) I'm going to be late at this rate! No! I don't want to get stabbed again!
Yn:(mind) My best bet is to transform into a snake and slither away. There so many people around, they probably won't notice that I transformed.
Digging into his pockets, he grabs a transformation egg and was preparing to break it until someone grabbed his hoodie from behind and dragged him out of the crowd.
Gerald: Dude, stop fooling around with these middle schoolers, we're going to be late.
Yn:(mind) Dude....?
Gerald turned to the crowd.
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He bows to them.
Gerald:(bows) I apologize, but we must get going. Our school has a strict policy about not being late.
The girls in the crowd blush, seeing his face, and immediately became smitten by him.
Yn:(whispers) What's wrong with them?
Gerald:(whispers) Animals with no control over their desire.
