[X] So many squares where you can go, so many promises*
"Check!" Asuma says with considerable satisfaction.
You try not to smile, but duh, jounin, he notices right away.
"One day," he declares, examining the board for whatever it was he missed, "
you're going to have a student smarter than you, and this is going to seem much less funny."
"Ya think the Hokage would let me have a job that has anything to do with kids?" you ask, sceptical.
"Konohamaru might."
You make your move. "Aww, so I have to wait until Hokage-kun grows up to start corrupting the warriors of tomorrow?"
Asuma's eyes flick in your teammates' direction. "Apparently not."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
He takes a pawn. "When I spoke to Tsume-san about Kiba's little hobby she said he picked it up from you."
"I didn't expect him to get so into it," you say. "I just asked him to help me test out some modifications I'd been making and it sort of grew from there." Click. "Anyway, what's so wrong with making guns actually combat-viable?"
"There are people who'd argue it opens the door to an arms race between the villages," Asuma says neutrally. "And that, when the ratio of destructive power to level of experience and training in each individual shinobi becomes unbalanced, the overall standards for calibre of training drop, resulting in a less effective officer class."
You give him a considering look. In all honesty, you still don't know your sensei very well; unlike Ami, most of your individual training - and Kiba's, of late - has been based around clan techniques, so you only really spend time with him on D-ranks or for group training.
Most of what you know relates to how he plays shogi. He knows all the classic manoeuvres off by heart, and yet seems to dislike actually using them. Even in a situation where something like the Flight of the Turtle would be the ideal counter to your last move, he'd rather spend ten minutes trying to come up with another way to handle the situation.
What he comes up with usually sucks.
Okay, granted, that's not fair, you learned the game at the knee of freaking Nara Shikaku;
lots of totally legit moves look lame compared to what that guy can do. Even so, when Asuma improvises, half the time he ends up hamstringing himself and leaving you free to carry on.
But when it comes to shogi partners, you wouldn't call him a step down from Shikamaru. Far from it. Games with Asuma are always fun, because you genuinely
don't always know what he's going to do next.
"And what do you think?" you ask, watching him.
Click. "I think if someone's main concern is escalation, they know nothing about shinobi history at all," he says flatly. "Setting aside the true geniuses of each generation, in a fight between a given member of your graduating class and a member of my graduating class at the same age, you guys would wipe the floor with us."
"What?" you ask, startled. "Even Naruto?"
He considers this thoughtfully. "That would actually be one of the more even matches; I don't know the kid well, of course, but he seems to be about the same general strength level as the middle of the pack from back then."
"... Naruto didn't know what chakra was until Sasuke told him two weeks ago," you say, as calmly as you can manage.
"I didn't say he was a good student," Asuma says, "just that he seems to meet the essential criteria we used back then."

"How the hell did we win two world wars?!"
"War isn't like a back-alley slapfight, kid; it's less about what each individual person can do and a lot more about how-"
"No, I mean, I get that stuff, but we were the- you know," you gesticulate awkwardly, "the clan kid class. All of us ended up there either because we're from shinobi families or because we have special talents, like Ami's. Aren't we expected to be the leaders and elite jounin of Konoha in another ten or fifteen years? Like you said people worry about with the whole gun thing, our level of education has to be held to a higher standard."
"It is. I'm saying that Uzumaki Naruto meets it," Asuma says bluntly.
"He can't even produce a basic bunshin!"
"And he strikes you as the kind of guy who'd be sent on missions where bunshin are in any way useful?"
... hm. You take one of Asuma's rooks, and think for a bit.
"Did you know that before the village system came into being, the henge was a secret technique?" your sensei asks.
"... I did, actually." Your mind makes connections you're honestly surprised it hadn't before. "So you're saying that the relative stability that the Hidden Villages provide gives us the opportunity to devote more time to chakra-related research, which means that even if I gave up researching guns, my grandkids and their enemies will still be better at tearin' shit up than we are, so the arms-race argument falls apart?"
"Yes," Asuma says simply. "That, and chakra just gets weirder and more prevalent the more uses people come up with for it."
"Hm." You frown. "That's... comforting is the wrong word. At best this just means that I won't get blamed for upping the bodycount."
Your teacher laughs darkly. "Well, not by shinobi anyway."
[X] Ask about Nabiki. Indirectly, of course, but still.
[X] Ask something else
[X] Skip to tomorrow evening and your arrival in Tanzaku Gai
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* Anyone who can name the song this lyric is from gets an instant Zantetsuken. It's obscure enough to be worth three points.
In this update, Furiko pretends she knows anything about the military at all! Whoo! Base-brats represent!