Training Two little minions

They were accompanied by Grandpa Sei during the feast and he started to tell them stories about Shoa Tribe. He even told them about why they couldnt see anyone with bald head here.

"there aren't really special reason why. its simple because people never think or have any proper equipment to cut their hair off. I, myself would like it if i could shave all of these hairs off. It's been such a long time since i got myself a haircut."

"oh, then.. maybe i can provide some?" offered Miya. Grandpa Sei raised his eyebrow looking at the little girl.

"Do you have blacksmith skills?" She had to hold herself in, as she almost let the cat out of the bag. She remembered one of their mother's wise words. 'Never reveal all your triumph card.' It is best to listen to their mom when she impart such advices and she never get it wrong when she heeded their mother's words.

"Something like that... I can make one or two, if you like"

"That would be nice." He nodded with a smile, while rubbing his head. He had long white hair, though its straight, it was already thinning that its laughable to keep it to the last strand on top of his old head.

"What does scissors made from??" Miya look at her sister, Ailee. She knew her sister know more about these than she does.

"Iron" said both of Ailee and Grandpa Sei.

"I think i have some." said Grandpa Sei. He wrote something on the air. Japanese writing appear on the thin air, before he slap it together with his palms. One minute later, a guy wearing a navy blue color ninja came, bowing in front of Grandpa Sei, giving him three block of irons.

"A SHINOBI!!" both of them jumped, with big shining eyes.

Grandpa Sei laughed and nodded. "You are well informed. Yes this is my personal Shinobi."

"Does he have kunai, tetsubishi (similar to shuriken-spikes), shuriken, tekko-kagi (claw gloves) and also kusarigama( sickle and chain)??"

The ninja with his weird humor entertained them by flashing out his weapon one by one, making them even more excited than ever.

"I want to be a shinobi!!" Miya look at her older sister like she had grown another pair of head. She knew that Ailee secretly love war and brawl but hearing her openly admitting that she want to learn the art of assassin, surprised her.

"T-then.. I wwant to be a samurai!" Not wanting to miss the fun, she blurted out one of thing that interest her. The time when she saw the man in anime, swinging three katanas to help out his nakama. He look so cool and damn powerful with his sword technique.

"Hmmm... About that..." Grandpa Sei brush his beard couple of time, thinking about it carefully. It was when he open his mouth that Miya quickly open her inventory from her spatial ring and took out four bottles of sake.

She gave one bottle to the ninja and three to Grandpa Sei.

The ninja raised his eyebrow and look at her. "Are you bribing us, young miss?" Miya eyes blinked few times and schooled her face. She pulled the 'cutest puppies looks' and stare at them.

"No. its a thank you for agreeing into taking us under your guidance and teaching us the arts of samurai and shinobi, masters." She definitely aced the art of scheming and manipulator that doesn't take the answer 'No'. It was screaming demand that spoken lightly and softly, but heavy nevertheless.

Grandpa Sei laughed.

"I give up. but only if you agree to my suggestion. Both of you will learn both arts. We will have to see which one of you have the compatibility between these two arts. You cannot become one just because you like it. You have to have compatibility."

Ailee stood up and nodded.

"We agree!"

"In any case that if I deemed any of you isn't fit for the arts, you have to stop and learn different things. Do you agree?"

Ailee sucked in deep breath and thought about it for a moment before nodding back.

"Alright. I agree." she knew she had fifty-fity chances and she couldn't be sore loser if it turns out she couldn't master the art. unlike her sister, Miya. She was worried that Miya would throw a tantrum if she couldn't master Samurai Arts.

"So do I" said Miya.

Unknowingly to those two little kids, Grandpa Sei had tons of experiences so he know which one had the highest potential in which area. Which is why he had suggested such to them. The ninja heeded and took the sake with him.

"For shinobi class, You will train with my apprentice."

"I will arranged for the Samurai class later. Someone will send you information about it later. Now, follow that young woman over there to see your sleeping arrangement during your stay here." after giving Miya the three iron blocks, Grandpa Sei pat their back, to urge them. A beautiful woman with orange hair standing demurely near the pillar of front door of the main hall, bowed. She look like she's in her early thirteen years old, but she gracefully introduce herself.

"I am Ringo. Pleased to meet you. I will be the one who will be in charge of your sleeping, food, clothes and schedule during your stay. If you need something or have any problem, please inform me. I will serve you as best as I can."

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Though they were given the best place in the tribe, it was kind of standoffish and different that what they were used to. They missed home so much. Miya was already thinking how to make their own small house, and already planning on how to *cough* bribe them to give them a small piece of land for them to build it. Somewhere little bit far from the main house, if possible.

Miya took her time making the scissors, so that they wouldn't suspect anything. It was so easy for her to make it, something akin to alchemy. On the fifth day of their stay, she made two scissors out from one block of iron. And wrapped threads around the handle of the scissor to make it easier to handle. She gave two scissors to Grandpa Sei and he was elated with the birth of the tool within his territory. Next she thought of making a razor to shave the hairs, the mini version. so they can also shave off their beard and mustache. Miya smiled with satisfaction of her plan. She was glad that she raised as a smart girl by her mom.

For the past two week, Ailee and Miya's training was more of muscle training. They were asked to run, jump and climb. at the afternoon, they had to practice balancing and carrying heavy things. During night, they would be taught the history of Shoa tribes and learn medicines. They had gotten bored with the same routine and was almost ready to complain about it when the routine changed.

As soon as they reach at the big empty training place, they saw an unfamiliar face standing in the middle training ground. He stood there, in front of Master Shio- the navy ninja. The boy was around fifteen years old, with a dark navy blue hair and golden eyes. The boy look at them with cold gaze before turning back his gaze back at his master.

"Good morning girls. Now, let me introduce you to my apprentice, Raiyon. Raiyon, these two kids are Lord Kuro's daughters. Ailee and Miya. The three of you will be training together starting today"

It was that moment, one of Ailee's skill passively activated. She saw an adult version of Raiyon, standing on top of a big and tall tree. He was holding three kunai on his left hand, looking at someone with sharp gaze. Then, she saw Raiyon in different attire, holding a beautiful woman in his embrace, his gaze soften while gently brushing a strand of golden hair away from the woman cheek. That woman is oddly familiar as she had green eyes-

Ailee stopped in her track and her head snapped back to look at the boy. Why the heck did her clairvoyant act up now? Can't it popped out after she had grown a little bigger. Ugh. Yuck. She trembled slightly before schooling back her face. That will never happened. She will make sure of it.

Miya skipped lightly and stood beside the boy, and think nothing about how the boy had given them the stink eyes or how her older sister had gotten tensed all of a sudden.

Raiyon, the boy showed them how to throw the kunai, and true to his title as Master Shio's apprentice he was really good.