"Actually, I was quite worried at the beginning. A young master like you is not a good thing for our class. It destroys unity and makes people feel divided..."
After eating the barbecue, Nara Shikamaru said he wanted to chat with Xingyan, and then the two of them walked back to the school which was not far away.
Sitting on the edge of the playground, the two chatted alone for the first time.
"Don't worry at the beginning. You can worry now. My existence is not a good thing for the entire ninja school. The only thing that can compensate for all the troubles is that my family gives enough money."
Xing Yan smiled indifferently. He had always had a clear idea of his own position.
So, Konoha got the money.
He paid a high price to buy in advance the troubles that might be caused by him.
"Yes, your family has a lot of money. We originally had to expand the sales of our medicinal herbs ourselves, but now your family has taken care of everything. You also keep urging us to grow more..."
Shikamaru didn't want to say this, but after seeing Xingyan's smile, he couldn't help but complain.
It’s great to have money.
...
...
All the goods that they had previously been unable to sell have now been converted into money, and they have to continue to increase their output.
Not only the various benefits for other members of the Nara family, but his own family's recent menu has become more and more abundant.
But this situation is not necessarily a good thing.
The only business left for their family is the Aizen family.
But they have no choice. If they don't sell it to Mr. Aizen, they can only sell it to other buyers at a lower price.
Those buyers would buy it at a low price and then sell it to Mr. Aizen at the original price.
This is economic control.
Moreover, while having absolute military strength, he also demonstrated economic control.
"It's normal, because my father is a very good chess player."
Xing Yan did not pretend to be innocent this time. Their family's ambition has never been small from the beginning.
"The chess player...the opponent, is it the five great nations?"
Shikamaru stared into Xingyan's eyes, then avoided him awkwardly and continued talking about the previous topic.
Just a glance at each other made him feel dizzy and he couldn't understand what the other person's expression meant.
He even had a premonition that if he continued to explore what kind of person the other party was, he might be in trouble.
"Who knows, maybe it's not directed at any one person, or any country or ninja village..."
Xingyan sighed.
Aizen did not target anyone in particular, because in Aizen's eyes, there was no one in the ninja world who could fight.
Right now, no one can stand up to Aizen and play against him.
"I always feel like I don't really understand you rich people..."
Raising his hand and patting his forehead, Nara Shikamaru lay down directly on the grass, looking at the stars that had already appeared in the sky, making sure that he really shouldn't ask.
However, the question has been asked. At least now I know some information and know what that person's goal might be.
The world, the world...
What a lofty goal!
"I don't really understand it either. I just want to enjoy everything my father has prepared for me and be happy every day. My father said that I deserve the best and I should have the best. I am more important than anything else, more important than the world..."
Xingyan also lay on the grass, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and remembered the instructions Aizen once gave him.
No matter which world he goes to, no matter what his identity is, he deserves the best. He is the most important and should not let himself be wronged because of anyone or anything...
It seems that from that time on, he became more and more willful and self-centered. As long as he was happy, everything else would be put in the back...
Because that's what his father Aizen believed, he believed it too and persisted, enjoying the comfort and happiness of this mentality.
"Master, you will catch a cold if you sleep on the grass."
After a moment of silence, Muramasa walked in from outside the school, walked quickly to Xingyan, and carefully picked him up.
"he..."
Nara Shikamaru, who was standing next to him, woke up quickly, stood up and looked at Xingyan in Muramasa's arms. He didn't expect that Xingyan would really fall asleep in such a short while.
"Our young master is sleepy. Do you need me to take you home now?"
Muramasa picked up the child and covered him with a small blanket he took out from somewhere. Then he looked down at Nara Shikamaru beside him.
A sleepyhead explained why Xingyan fell asleep, and then didn't want to say more, and directly asked Shikamaru how to get home.
"I can just sit back by myself. My home is not far away. Sorry, I don't know..."
Nara Shikamaru apologized cautiously, then watched Muramasa carry the child away.
After watching the people walk away, he ran towards home.
Although Muramasa didn't say it, he felt that he was dissatisfied with him for letting the young master fall asleep on the grass while they were chatting.
However, with such strong strength, would he catch a cold just by falling asleep on the grass?
It's impossible?
The next day, Nara Shikamaru arrived at school and deliberately stopped for a while at the school gate. Then he saw Uzumaki Naruto who was in a bad mood, and Uchiha Sasuke who was shivering.
Have a cold?
When he didn't see Xingyan appear together, Nara Shikamaru immediately thought of this possibility.
But he didn't ask. After arriving in the class, he pretended to pay casual attention to Naruto.
When Ino didn't see her deskmate show up during class, she curiously asked Naruto and found out that Xingyan had been taken away from Konoha last night.
Naruto didn't know when he would come back, but he went to call everyone to go to school together in the morning, and heard the samurai guard at the gate say that he had to go to the villa for urgent matters.
Nara Shikamaru lay on the table and couldn't help but think of the butler in white clothes and black hair he saw last night. What did his expression mean?
Maybe they were not blaming the fragile young master who had led their family astray, but rather feeling self-blame and guilt.
Is it because you feel that you made a mistake and failed to take good care of Xingyan?
But why is Xingyan's body so weak?
With such super strong fighting power, he shouldn't be so fragile and sick...
"Shikamaru, are you feeling unwell?"
His deskmate knocked on the table, waking up Nara Shikamaru who was immersed in his thoughts.
"Maybe I caught a cold last night, I feel a little dizzy..."
Shikamaru raised his head and looked at Iruka on the podium, replied softly, and found an excuse for himself.
Maybe, I really just caught a cold.
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