The academy was back on her case again, but refreshingly it wasn't about teaching a class.
One of Kumogakure's Genin, Kikei, had erroneously passed her examinations as an academy student through genjutsu and sheer luck. While the Aurora could be quite lax in how one completed their time as a student, the trouble came when they realised the girl had never once used a hand seal in her test. In fact, after a brief investigation into the matter conducted by the headmistress, not a single teacher could say they had taught or watched the girl cast anything other than her Sharingan based genjutsu. That was a problem, a very BIG problem.
Which was where Yuii came in. Her name was synonymous with Genjutsu as far as the academy was concerned. She rarely flexed her gifts of illusion in front of others but her year of teaching had given away her skills to the other instructors. It was Emi's bright idea that she look after their whoopsie Genin, and sadly once again Yuii was in no position to refuse. Apparently 'but I don't want to' wasn't a good enough excuse for a sixty-year-old woman.
So Yuii sat awaiting her newest student on a craggy bit of rock overlooking the forest edge. She didn't plan to take her new genin protege into the dangerous maze of greenery, things kept happening in there beyond even Yuii's control, but it served as a pretty background for the day's lesson. She'd dressed plainly today, wrapped in a green and pink sweater that made hiding nigh impossible and leggings with little swirls and stars across them. Fashionable.
When Kikei arrived, she would dive right into it, "Can you tell me why we're here?" she asked evenly, relaxing back on her hands and staring at the girl curiously as if she didn't know.
One of Kumogakure's Genin, Kikei, had erroneously passed her examinations as an academy student through genjutsu and sheer luck. While the Aurora could be quite lax in how one completed their time as a student, the trouble came when they realised the girl had never once used a hand seal in her test. In fact, after a brief investigation into the matter conducted by the headmistress, not a single teacher could say they had taught or watched the girl cast anything other than her Sharingan based genjutsu. That was a problem, a very BIG problem.
Which was where Yuii came in. Her name was synonymous with Genjutsu as far as the academy was concerned. She rarely flexed her gifts of illusion in front of others but her year of teaching had given away her skills to the other instructors. It was Emi's bright idea that she look after their whoopsie Genin, and sadly once again Yuii was in no position to refuse. Apparently 'but I don't want to' wasn't a good enough excuse for a sixty-year-old woman.
So Yuii sat awaiting her newest student on a craggy bit of rock overlooking the forest edge. She didn't plan to take her new genin protege into the dangerous maze of greenery, things kept happening in there beyond even Yuii's control, but it served as a pretty background for the day's lesson. She'd dressed plainly today, wrapped in a green and pink sweater that made hiding nigh impossible and leggings with little swirls and stars across them. Fashionable.
When Kikei arrived, she would dive right into it, "Can you tell me why we're here?" she asked evenly, relaxing back on her hands and staring at the girl curiously as if she didn't know.