Chapter 3 All creatures in the world depend on food
"I want reality to develop in the direction I want."
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Every time Yang ran away, the aunts who were hired to take care of her brought with them - in order to attract her back home - the bento boxes they brought were particularly fragrant and could be eaten when she returned home. They were better than the usual meals.
It's delicious, like a holiday.
But this time she can be said to have been severed from the father-daughter relationship, and it would not be appropriate to go back.
At least that's what she thought.
She felt that she could just eat whatever she wanted on the way until she left the desert, and becoming a ninja was actually just an excuse...
The main reason is that the environment here in the Kingdom of Wind is really bad.
It’s fake to really want to be a ninja, but it’s real to want to live in a different environment.
The environment in Konoha is good, and the Hokage always likes to pick up children, so if he tries to get in, he can easily sneak in.
And if it were over there, being a ninja wouldn't be so annoying.
The Rain Country is not very safe, but as long as you go from the Kawa Country where there are no ninjas, it will be fine.
But she doesn't know the way.
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Just as she was sneaking around with her pocket money to find the grocery store where she bought the map, she was discovered by a burly aunt carrying a lunch box.
The aunt held the bento that had lost its aroma and temperature in one hand, grabbed Yang's back collar with the other, and carried it back.
[…The bento is a trap!]
Yang shouted in his heart.
She had always been taken back before the lunch box got cold, so after leaving it there for a long time, she didn't react when the smell of the rice became less fragrant.
She wanted to run, but she couldn't get away. She couldn't reach the ground and couldn't break her hands. She had one set of clothes and it wasn't easy to take them off, otherwise she could slip away by taking off the outer layer of clothes used for decoration.
She looked like a dragonfly with its wings pinched at the moment. She could only wave her arms and legs around, but it was useless.
[…Let’s dress more simply next time!]
The aunts who took care of her have developed muscles over the years, and each one is stronger than the other.
Just to be able to "send" her home smoothly.
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Yang, who was sitting on the mat, turned his head away from his father, who said angry words and looked guilty.
"Xiaoyang, being a ninja is very hard. You are still young and don't understand ninja things. Before you make a decision, I will take you to Sunagakure Village. If you see their living environment, you won't want to be a ninja.
A ninja..."
The daimyo said bravely, staring into the abyss of his wife.
But it is true that the environment over Sunagakure is not as good as here. After Xiaoyang passes by, he may not want to be one.
"But war is being prepared over there, and it might be dangerous if we go there. You...can I take you to see it after you stabilize?"
The little calculation in the daimyo's heart was buzzing.
"But I want to be a ninja now." Yang turned her head, pressed her aunt's head and turned her head back to face the daimyo.
"If you want to become a ninja, you must first go to a ninja school. Generally, you can only go to ninja schools when you are six years old. You are still young and obedient. How about we go and see next year?" The Daimyo tried hard under the gaze of his wife.
Push the time back.
"That's just right. I'm five years old now. If I go to see it first, I can preview it. Then when I go to school next year, I will know more than my peers, and maybe I can become a ninja earlier-"
Yang raised his hand and clasped his fingers as if counting something.
"This...that..." The daimyo noticed his wife's increasingly frightening expression and scratched his head anxiously, "Yes, that's right! Ninjas have very strong physiques. It's not okay for someone like Xiaoyang to always not eat well.
Yes! You can’t be such a picky eater...!"
"...Well, it's so troublesome." Yang pouted.
She knew her family was just making excuses.
They don't want to become ninjas themselves.
And if I want to leave here, I can't use any drastic methods. I can only leave smoothly by using the excuse of becoming a ninja...
"Yes, ninjas are very troublesome. How wonderful it is to be a princess -" After listening to her murmur, the daimyo seemed to think that he had persuaded his daughter, and he quickly started talking about the various benefits of being a princess.
"But I still want to become a ninja. No matter what, it won't be too much trouble. Please, let me try...Father, I will eat well."
Yang pleaded.
"..." The daimyo looked at his wife as if asking for help.
But the wife picked up the handkerchief and covered her face.
"Well, Xiaoyang, to be honest, being a ninja is very dangerous. If you really become a ninja, your mother and I will be very worried..."
The daimyo decided to play the emotional card.
"Even if you don't become a ninja, ordinary people won't be affected by something..." Yang looked down at a corner of his mat, "At least if I am a ninja, I can protect myself better than ordinary people. If I
If I become more powerful than my father's guards, I can protect you, right?"
Yang saw through his father's thoughts and played the emotional card.
"Did you hear that? Xiaoyang said he wanted to protect us..." The daimyo's wife finally spoke up, biting her handkerchief and being moved.
"..."
The daimyo was also a little moved, but he still... didn't want his daughter to become a ninja.
This may also be a selfish idea. I hope my daughter can only stay with me and my wife...
The daimyo waved, held her aunt down and left with the lunch box.
"Xiaoyang, do you... really want to become a ninja? If you become a ninja, you may not be able to see your family, you may not be able to eat the food you like, and you will be very tired. You... have really thought about it.
?”
He walked up to Yang and asked with a complicated expression.
"..." Yang looked at his father and opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more. He just nodded firmly again.
"...I understand." The Daimyo sighed, "The situation is not that tense now. I will try to contact Feng Ying in the next few days. After receiving a reply, I will take you to the ninja village to see it.
Well...you have to prepare well these days."
"Thank you, father." Yang stood up and gave the daimyo a hug.
The daimyo hugged his daughter back and suddenly felt sad.
The daimyo's wife also wiped away her tears, walked over silently, and embraced her husband and daughter.
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[If you really become a ninja, days like this...maybe won't exist anymore, right?]
But.
Don't want that...
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One week later.
The daimyo exchanged letters with Sunagakure Village for several rounds, and finally decided to visit there on the weekend.
This week Yang has eaten every meal seriously.
The aunts were ordered to cook some dishes that Yang didn't like, and Yang ate them without refusing.
She looked away.
[I have to leave anyway, so let’s eat more.]
The daimyo saw his daughter's determination in it.
After trying two meals, his wife ordered him to stop and asked her to cook more food that Yang liked.
The reason is: What if Yang can't eat anymore in the future? I want her to eat more so that even if she becomes a ninja, she can think more about home.
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The daimyo decided to gather some escorts early in the weekend and go together.
Who knows if there are any ninjas with ulterior motives in Sunagakure Village?
If you don't bring a guard, you won't be able to fight or run away. Although it may not be useful if you bring one with you, it can at least give you some psychological comfort.
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19.12.08.
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