"Then you can keep eating rations," Xin replied with a disdainful glance. You want special treatment, but you're worried about Nawaki getting scolded?
"Ahem, the weather is nice today," Minato quickly changed the subject, pretending as if he hadn't just been worrying about Nawaki getting scolded.
After all, compared to getting better food, whether Nawaki would get scolded or not wasn't that important. Tsunade wouldn't hit him, after all.
Sacrificing others to save myself-that's a lesson I learned from you, Minato thought.
Nawaki, using Tsunade's name, arrived at the logistics department and explained his request. Nervous, he anxiously awaited the response of the logistics manager, a higher-ranking ninja.
"What?" the manager said, his reaction far more intense than Nawaki had expected, making Nawaki even more anxious.
"You're doing this for Tsunade-sama?" the manager continued, before firmly stating, "If it's for Tsunade-sama, we'll accommodate her needs, no matter what."
"Please wait here; I'll have someone deliver the supplies right away. From now on, you won't even need to come here- we'll make sure everything is delivered daily."
The logistics manager patted his chest, reassuring Nawaki. Though the manager was a shinobi from the Shimura clan and had been promoted by Danzo, he had deep respect for Tsunade. Without her, who knows how many Konoha shinobi would have perished on the battlefield?
That worked? Nawaki thought, still in disbelief. This seems almost too easy.
As Nawaki left the logistics department, his mind was still buzzing. But he didn't forget to go find Tsunade.
"What do you want?" Tsunade asked. Having rushed to the camp in the Land of Rain and performed two surgeries already, even someone with Tsunade's strength and stamina was exhausted.
She leaned back in her chair, legs propped on the table, her arms crossed, and she warned, "If this is about going to the battlefield, forget it. Talk to Orochimaru about that."
Tsunade's biggest headache with Nawaki was his constant desire to go to the battlefield and fight. He had come to her many times asking for help in convincing Orochimaru to let him go.
So Tsunade laid it out right away-she wouldn't discuss anything related to the battlefield. Nawaki would have to talk to Orochimaru when he returned.
"It's not that,"
Nawaki said quickly, "It's about Xin. He said you've been working hard and need a special meal. I already went to the logistics department; they'll deliver the supplies to my place. They asked you to come over for dinner."
"Alright," Tsunade agreed immediately. She had long grown tired of the camp's meals. If she had the option, of course she would prefer something better.
With Xin's cooking skills, it would be a waste not to have a special meal.
"I'll be heading back then," Nawaki said, relieved now that Tsunade had agreed.
"Wait!" Tsunade suddenly realized something. "Did you say you're using my name for the special meal?"
"..." Danger! Nawaki immediately sensed that he might be in trouble. Realizing his life might be at stake, he hurriedly explained, "It wasn't my idea! It was all Xin's.
He said you'd definitely be okay with it, and that using your name would prevent the logistics department from giving me any trouble. Otherwise, people might gossip."
"Ugh, I knew it," Tsunade sighed, her enthusiasm gone, and even the idea of hitting her brother was dismissed.
"Huh?" Nawaki blinked in confusion. She's not angry? Has the sun come out today?
"You little brat, are you asking for a beating?"
Tsunade's rage returned in an instant. Slamming the table, she gritted her teeth and said, "If you had even half of Xin's brains, I wouldn't have to worry so much. Now get lost, and tell him I'll be there on time. I'll handle things in the camp, so keep the special meals coming."
"Right away!" Nawaki, fearing for his safety, dashed off, clutching his head to avoid a potential smack.
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