"Familiar ceiling ......" A young man with a premature aging aura all over his body opened his eyes with a deep sense of sleepiness and stared blankly at the ceiling that he had seen since he was a child......

The boy stared at the ceiling of his room for five or six minutes, and then began to get up slowly at the speed of an old man in his seventies and eighties. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's really troublesome to get up so early when you don't have a mission......

After the decadent boy was fully dressed, he opened the door to his room with a hazy sleeping face.

"Good morning, Mommy ......"

The boy greeted the young woman dressed as a housewife who was busy preparing breakfast, and then began to move towards the bathroom of the Nara family at a speed of 0.1 mph......

"Aren't you resting today? Why did you get up so early? ”

The hidden ultimate boss of the Nara family hurriedly poured a glass of hot milk and sent it to his dear son.

"I made an appointment with Ding Ci today, and I want to practice together......"

The young man, who was completely unmotivated, stood in front of the mirror, put all his hair behind his head, and tied a rubber band on the top of his head at random, and the Nara family's signature pineapple head appeared in the mirror......

In the entire ninja world, it is very rare for the entire clan to use a hairstyle, after all, even in the old-fashioned and serious ancestors, it is impossible to dictate what hairstyle their children and grandchildren must use......

But the Nara clan has such a clan rule, and the ancestors of the Nara clan really have no way to write such trivial things into the clan rules......

The people of the Nara clan, before they find their purpose in life, are all unmotivated and afraid of trouble. If it weren't for this rule, it is estimated that everyone would choose the most convenient bald head as their hairstyle......

The use of hairstyles is also a personal thing, but the Nara clan is a family that uses shadows! Every little more of its own area is an advantage for the Shadow Ninja!

In desperation, a certain generation of ancestors of the Nara clan had to stipulate the hairstyle into the family rules.

Of course, for the shadow ninja, the best hairstyle should actually seem like an exploding head, but the ancestors of the Nara clan also knew that it was better to kill the little ones who were afraid of trouble to keep a hairstyle that needed to be taken care of from time to time, so they finally chose the pineapple head that could handle all the processes with a rubber band.

Nara Yoshino, the nara family's spokesman, put the hot milk next to the Shikamaru washstand.

"What are you going to have for breakfast today?"

Shikamaru, who hadn't woken up yet, half-drooped his eyes, took a toothbrush and fooled around casually twice, and picked up the mouthwash cup......

"Bangbang!" Shikamaru's mother knocked on the sink with the knuckles of her fingers: "How many times have I told you!" Brush your teeth for five minutes! ”

"It's troublesome......" Shikamaru muttered as he put down his glass.

Nara Yoshino's eyes widened: "What did you say?" ”

Shikamaru quickly put the toothbrush in his mouth and brushed it up and down......

"Hmm!" Shikamaru's mother nodded with satisfaction: "I made grilled fish and miso soup, do you want to eat noodles or rice for breakfast?" ”

"Woo mom pan...... Whew......"

"Speak well!"

The big boss's voice raised an octave, and Shikamaru quickly took the toothbrush out of his mouth.

"It's too troublesome, I'll go to Ding Ci's house to eat......"

"What!" The big boss of the Nara family crossed his hands on his waist: "You little ghost, don't you think that the food I cook is not as delicious as your Aunt Qiudao!" ”

Shikamaru sweated on his forehead, and turned his gaze to the nominal patriarch of the Nara clan as if he was looking for help, while Shikamaru's father, who was sitting at the dinner table honestly eating the loving breakfast made by his wife, stared at the newspaper on the table next to him with a serious face as if he didn't see his son's eyes for help, and his whole head was almost buried in the newspaper......

"I didn't ...... Something that didn't ......"

"None? So you just don't want to eat breakfast, do you? ”

"I ...... I'll eat it right away...... Ahem. Shikamaru swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and as a result, he swallowed most of the toothpaste that filled his mouth.

"That's pretty much it." The big boss turned back into a good wife and mother in a second: "So do you want to eat noodles or rice?" Or do you want to drink porridge? By the way, there is bread and jam at home......"

Shikamaru secretly glanced at the dining table: "The rice is fine......

"Okay, I'll put a few of your favorite vinegar-pickled kelps on top of the rice......"

"Whew......" Shikamaru breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the water cup to spit out the toothpaste in his mouth.

"Five minutes!"

"Yes!"

……

By the time Shikamaru walked slowly to the door of Akimichi's house, it was already an hour later.

"Huh?" Shikamaru looked at the various carriages with the [Fire Temple] logo on the door of Akimichi's house, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"Hey...... Sure enough, it's late, dad, how could you marry such a fierce mother......"

Shikamaru shook his head, turned around and walked into a small alley, walking towards the small door of the Akido house.

"Aunt Akimichi......" Shikamaru pushed open the half-closed door and said hello to Dingji's mother, who was drying clothes in the yard.

"Ah, it's Okamaru, are you here to find Dingji?"

"yes, what about Ding Ci?"

Shikamaru nodded: "By the way, I saw a carriage from the [Fire Temple] at the gate?" ”

Ding Ci's mother sighed slightly: "Those guys, they have been here many times, this time I heard that after Ding Ci came back, they were blocked at the door of the house before dawn, and Ding Ci's father was entertaining them......"

"Shikamaru, are you here like this?" A well-dressed Ding Ji walked out of the backyard.

"I'm looking for you to go and practice with me!"

"But ......"

"What's wrong? Do you have something? Shikamaru said knowingly.

Ding Ci blinked, on one side was the monk who came to the Temple of Fire to ask for scriptures, and on the other side was his best brother...... Hey? What is the Temple of Fire?

"Mom, I'm going to practice with Shikamaru......" Ding Ci looked at his mother and said, "You tell Dad." ”

"Wait a minute...... Ding Ci's mother smiled slightly, took a huge food box from the room and handed it to Ding Ci: "Come and bring lunch and dinner, if you don't have enough to eat, go to the store and get it yourself......"

"Well, thank you, Mom." Ding Ci took the food box from his mother's hand.

Shikamaru waved his hand: "Goodbye Dingji's mother, I'm going out with Dingji!" ”

"Have fun!"

……

Shikamaru and Dingji landed on a remote roof in Konoha.

"Shikamaru, what are we practicing?" Ding Ci asked with some confusion.

Shikamaru circled around Dingji, found a position where Dingji's body could block out the sun, and the whole person lay down.

"Let's practice concentration, I look at the clouds, you meditate?"

Ding Ci nodded his head honestly and said "oh", and sat down cross-legged.

"You showed the sun's rays...... Shikamaru put his hand in front of his eyes.

"Huh? Oooh! Ding Ji shifted his body and adjusted the angle so that his body was just blocking the sunlight shining on Shikamaru's body.

"Hey......"

Shikamaru let out a pleasant sigh, looking at the clouds floating in the sky, the early morning sun shone on the clouds, revealing a trace of golden light, which made Shikamaru involuntarily think of a blonde girl with a fan.

"Woman...... It's so troublesome......"