"And I'f be' te'fing thif kid," Kagome-sensei said, spraying bits of rice everywhere and gesturing wildy with a drumstick. Mari-sensei cleared her throat and the sealmaster blushed, gulped his mouthful down, and continued more clearly. "Honoka. Cute as a button, hard worker, and plenty smart. Those stinking idiots at the Academy thought she couldn't hack it. Ha! Idiots. They just can't teach." He ripped some flesh off the drumstick and masticated happily, bits of meat dribbling out the side of his smile.
"Wow," Hazō said. "That's great, sensei. I was actually thinking about that on the way home."
"Despite the horripilation of terror I am currently experiencing, I shall ask the question. Thinking about what, Hazō?"
Hazō shot his sister a sour glare and then turned back to the older man. "I was thinking about the divisions between civilians, clanless ninja, and clan ninja. I don't know what the school system is like here, but I'm willing to bet that it's better for clan ninja than for the others, and so the others probably don't pass as often. What if we set up tutoring for at-risk kids?"
"I see," Keiko said thoughtfully. "You seek to recruit the next generation of both ninja and civilians so that they will be more amenable to your control."
"No! Well, yes, I suppose, although I wouldn't put it like that. Amenable to my ideals, I'd say. I mean, if we really want to pull off this uplift idea then we need to get other people onboard or it will never go anywhere. But mostly I just wanted to help. We've been talking about this sort of thing but we're finally in a position where we can do something about it. Until now we lacked the money, the time, or the contacts to do anything. That's changed now."