chsdbacks Chapter 94 Using the money given by the teacher to help the teacher's students, isn't that
Chapter 94 Using the money given by the teacher to help the teacher's students, isn't that
Chapter 94 Using the money given by the teacher to help the teacher's students, isn't that also a kind of...
Welcome!
As the sunlight reflected off the antique wooden table, the boss, who was engrossed in calculating accounts behind the table, immediately came out.
He was wearing a gray-blue training uniform with wide sleeves that swayed gently as he walked, giving him the air of a martial artist.
The shopkeeper appeared before Shizune in two quick movements, clasped his hands together slightly, and gave a polite smile: "Does the guest have any ninja tools she would like?"
Faced with the enthusiastic boss, Jingyin lowered her head, her eyes somewhat evasive.
She instinctively gripped the bamboo basket draped over her arm, her voice barely a whisper: "I...I don't have the money to buy it."
This month's allowance has all been squandered by Lady Tsunade.
If she hadn't prepared some emergency funds in advance, she probably wouldn't even have the money to buy groceries for tonight.
The boss smiled and glanced at Shizune, his gaze lingering for a moment on her ninja headband.
He stepped aside slightly to make way, pointed with his palm towards the depths of the ninja tool shop, and said with a hint of encouragement in his tone, "Please feel free to look around. You're already a ninja, so you'll naturally have money in the future."
Silent opened her mouth.
She really wanted to say that her situation was rather special, and even if she were to be promoted to Chunin or even Jonin in the future, she might not have the money to buy ninja tools.
How much money she has left depends entirely on how many times Lady Tsunade goes to the casino.
But Shizune lowered her head silently, whispered a thank you, and walked into the depths of the ninja tool shop.
Realizing that her boss wasn't following behind, Shizune gradually relaxed.
Kunai, shuriken, senbon needles, ninja tools, even chakra weapons...
As she walked past the rows of ninja tool shelves, a glimmer of hope gradually appeared in the girl's ink-black eyes.
If Lady Tsunade doesn't go to the casino next month... then I'll have enough money to buy my own ninja tools, right?
It is such a humble wish, yet it truly exists.
"Hmph, hmph!" The little pet pig in her arms grunted softly, as if it were complaining on behalf of Jingyin.
"That's not how it is, Tonton."
Jingyin held the pink pig in her arms up to her face and shook her head seriously.
"I am very grateful to Lady Tsunade."
She had no complaints about this kind of life.
When she was very young, at a celebration, on that lively night, she watched up close the fireworks display performed by the ninja using fire-style techniques.
That cluster of sparks shone brightly in the night sky, leaving a deep imprint on Shizune's mind. From that moment on, her dream was to become a ninja.
However, after the sudden death of her uncle, who was also her only relative, Kato Dan, this dream gradually faded away, like fireworks on that cold night.
At that time, it was Lady Tsunade who found her.
"Hey, wanna come with me?"
Silent nodded in agreement.
From then on, she began a life of wandering with Tsunade.
Although Lady Tsunade spent a lot of money, which led to an unstable quality of life along the way, she also taught me a lot of knowledge and ninjutsu, which are invaluable.
Looking back now, perhaps it was that nod that changed the course of my life.
Lady Tsunade changed her life, allowing her to walk the path she loved.
It is a very happy thing for a dream to come true, so she sincerely thanked Tsunade-sama.
only...
Looking at the beautifully curved butterfly knife in front of her, Shizune's mind conjured up the image of Tsunade, who was often drunk to the point of unconsciousness.
She couldn't help but purse her lips with a touch of heartache.
If only someone could change Tsunade-sama's ways.
"You seem to really like this knife?"
A clear, pleasant voice reached her ears, and Jingyin abruptly turned her head to look.
A boy with the same black hair as her stood beside her, smiling at her.
The setting sun shone through the curtains, casting a soft, cool light on the pale marble floor. The dappled light and shadow fell precisely on the boy's face, slightly illuminating his delicate smile.
"?"
For a moment, Shizune felt as if the whole world had stopped.
When she came to her senses, she instinctively hugged Tun Tun tightly, blocking her view.
Seeing the silence, the boy tilted his head.
This boy was none other than Uchiha Ike.
He just came out of the hospital.
For some reason, Tsunade seemed unusually generous today, stuffing a wad of banknotes into his arms before they parted.
With this money, Uchiha Ike planned to go to the market to buy some nourishing ingredients for dinner.
As he passed by the ninja tool shop, he glanced inside and was surprised to find that the ninja tools on the shelves were quite well-made, so he decided to go in and take a look.
As soon as they entered, they saw a girl staring blankly at ninja tools.
Although it was their first meeting, Uchiha Ike immediately recognized the other person upon seeing the pink pig they were holding.
Mute it...
Back when I was playing Bleach vs. Naruto on a certain website, I initially thought Shizune was a character from Bleach.
Seeing Shizune holding up Ton-Ton and covering her face, Uchiha Ike couldn't help but chuckle.
He had always thought that Jingyin was a bit shy, but in reality, she was even more shy than he had imagined.
This is normal, though. Although Shizune looks about the same age as him, she has been traveling around with Tsunade since she was a child and probably hasn't had much contact with people her own age, let alone interact with the opposite sex.
Creditors might come knocking on the door demanding payment, and it would be much more comfortable to be in a quiet environment than it is now.
...Then I'll start the conversation myself.
"Isn't that right?" Uchiha Ike chuckled, pointing to the butterfly knife in front of him, and said, "I've noticed you've been looking at this knife the whole time."
No, I was just spacing out here.
Silently, her little mouth trembled. She had intended to say that, but for some reason, she didn't say it aloud, or perhaps the words that came to her lips turned into something else entirely.
"Indeed... I quite like it." This wasn't the first time she'd seen this knife; she always noticed it whenever she passed by a ninja tool shop.
However, Lady Tsunade went to the casino every day back then, and with her wallet empty, she could only stop briefly and glance at it from afar through the glass.
Don't ask why I'm not buying...
She began to pray silently in her heart.
But strangely enough, the other person seemed to have read her mind.
"Then why not buy it?" Uchiha Ike asked curiously.
Silent did not respond.
Uchiha Ike didn't ask again, but simply stood beside Shizune, patiently watching her.
Silence enveloped the ninja tool shop, as if time had stood still.
Much later.
"...Because I have no money." The voice was so soft it was almost inaudible.
Seemingly embarrassed, she lowered her head even further.
"Oh, I see..." Uchiha Ike didn't say anything more, just nodded, and continued to look at Shizune, lost in thought.
Even Shizune, who was hiding behind Tun Tun, had her ears turn a little red.
Uchiha Ike stepped forward and brushed past her.
Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, Jingyin kept her head down, looking at the patterns on the floor, her fingers gently gripping the bamboo basket.
Does this mean I'm being looked down upon?
For some reason, Shizune suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.
This was the first time in so many years that she had experienced this feeling.
But at that moment...
"This is for you."
Silently raised her head in a daze.
The black-haired boy actually came back.
He still wore a faint smile, and against the blinding light of the twilight, he handed something to her.
Mute slowly lowered her head.
The butterfly knife he had always wanted was now lying quietly in the other person's hand.