i became weaker or they became stronger: the missing nin

last holiday, i went to my rumah che'gu (read: cikgu), where i used to practice jutsus in a dojo. in case if u don't know what dojo is, a dojo is a kind of rolled food eaten with shrimp. got it?

back to rumah che'gu; the dojo wasn't actually a dojo. in fact it was not a dojo at all. with the sky as the roof, the grass as the floor, and the pendaflour lamp as the light source, there we practiced how to kill; mosquitoes for the said dojo was just beside thick bushes.

so, that very night, i got tonnes of slaps, punches, chops by the youngest of the elders who had taught me the jutsus. i grinned. i could hardly defense myself from his attack, not to mention to give him a touch. i went home bruised.

days after, i went to see my juniors practicing jutsus. and as a senior, i was called upon to accept an honorific duel, from my one-year junior. i agreed, and seconds later, i found myself lying on the ground. damn it! he used the forbidden jutsu. fact: most of the time, a fight between anbus do not last for a long time. it will be either me or he lying on the ground.

he said,"hahaha, sorry to use that forbidden jutsu, i thought you were ready. well, u know more jutsus than i do." he laughed!
i knew that he just wants to test me, since he was with the elders all the time, and many complex jutsus have been passed down to him. perhaps one day, he will be the succesor of the clan, bachok chapter.

honestly, that was what i deserved for leaving home, without the jutsus. i'm a missing nin, a square (read: kayu) missing nin.

there are some more kayu missing nins just like me, scattered around the world. they got offer gi oversea-lah! what? do you think this story was a made up?