"I want to make reality develop in the direction I want."

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Every time Yang ran out, the aunts who were hired to take care of her, and the bento boxes they brought with her—to lure herself home—were very fragrant, and they could be eaten when she got home, and they were better than the usual meals, like a festival.

But she can be said to have been cut off from the father-daughter relationship this time, and it is not appropriate to go back.

At least that's what she thinks.

She felt that she could stick to the desert by eating anything on the way until she left the desert and became a ninja or something......

The main thing is that the environment here in the Land of Wind is really bad.

It's fake to really want to be a ninja, but it's true to want to live in a different environment.

The environment on Konoha is good, and the Hokage always likes to pick up children, so if he mixes it himself, he can easily blend in.

And if it's over there, be a ninja...... It's not so annoying.

It's not very safe to go over there in the Land of Rain, but as long as you go from the Kawanokuni side where there are no ninjas.

But she didn't know the way.

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Just as she sneakily took her pocket money and searched around for the grocery store where she bought a map, she was spotted by a burly aunt carrying a bento.

The aunt carried a bento that had lost some of its aroma and temperature in one hand, and grabbed the collar of Yang's back coat with the other, and walked back.

[…… Bento is a trap! ]

Yang shouted in his heart.

She had always been pulled back before the bento became cold, so she didn't react when the smell of rice, which had been left here for a long time and had become lighter, approached.

She wanted to run, but she couldn't break free, she couldn't reach the ground and couldn't break her hands, and it was not easy to take off this dress as a set, otherwise she would be able to slip away by taking off the outer layer of clothes used for decoration.

She looked like a dragonfly with its wings pinched, and she could only wave her arms and legs wildly, and it was useless.

[…… It's better to dress more easily next time! ]

The aunts who took care of her have all developed muscles over the years, and their strength is greater than the other.

It's 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 looking at his famous father, who had said angry words and had a guilty face.

"Xiaoyang, being a ninja is very hard, you are still young, you don't know about ninjas, before making a decision, I will take you to Sand Hidden Village to have a look, you will not want to be a ninja when you see their living environment......"

The daimyo said with a stubborn gaze against his wife's abyssal gaze.

But it's true that the environment on the Sand Yin side is not as good as here, and Xiaoyang may not want to be it after he passes.

"But there's war going on over there, and it might be dangerous for us to go, you ...... I'll take you to see it when it's settled, right? ”

The small abacus in the daimyo's heart rattled.

"But I want to be a ninja right now." Yang turned her head and pressed her aunt to twist her head back to the angle facing the daimyo.

"If you want to become a ninja, you have to go to a ninja school first, and the general ninja school can only go to the age of six, you are still young, obedient, let's go and see it next year, okay?" The daimyo struggled to push back time under his wife's gaze.

"That's right, I'm five years old now, if I go to see it first, I can prepare, so that by the time I go to school next year, I'll be able to know more than my peers, and maybe become a ninja sooner-"

Yang raised his hand and folded his fingers, as if counting something.

"This ...... The ......," Daimyo scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry as he saw his wife's increasingly terrifying expression, "yes, that's right! Ninjas, they all have a very strong physique, and it's not okay to always not eat well like Xiaoyang! Can't be such a picky eater......! ”

“…… Hmm, that's troublesome. Yang pouted.

She knew that her family was just making excuses.

They don't want to make themselves ninjas.

And if you want to leave here, you can't use any drastic methods, and you can only leave smoothly by using the reason of being a ninja......

"Yes, ninjas are very troublesome, how nice it is to be a princess-" Daimyo seemed to feel that he was talking about his daughter after listening to her muttering, and quickly began to talk about the thousand benefits of being a princess.

"But I still want to be a ninja, and I don't have to worry about it anyway. Please, let me try it——...... Father, I'll eat well. ”

Yang pleaded.

"......" Daimyo looked at his wife as if he was asking for help.

But the wife picked up a handkerchief and covered her face.

"That, Xiaoyang, seriously, being a ninja is a dangerous thing, if you really become a ninja, your mother and I will be very worried......"

The daimyo decided to play the emotional card.

"Even if I don't become a ninja, wouldn't ordinary people be ...... because of something," Yang looked down at a corner of his mat, "At least if I was a ninja, I would be able to protect myself better than ordinary people, and if I became better than my father's guards, I would be able to protect you, wouldn't I?" ”

Yang saw through his father's thoughts and played the emotional card.

"Did you hear that? Xiaoyang said that he wanted to protect us...... "The daimyo's wife finally spoke up, biting the handkerchief and being moved.

“……”

The daimyo was also a little moved, but he was still ...... I don't want my daughter to be a ninja.

This may also be a selfish idea, hoping that my daughter can only be by her side and her wife......

The daimyo beckoned, pressed her aunt and left with the bento box.

"Xiaoyang, you...... Do you really want to be a ninja? If you become a ninja, you may not be able to see your family, you may not be able to eat your favorite food, and you will be very tired and tired, you ...... Have you 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 he didn't say anything more, just nodded firmly again.

“…… I understand. The daimyo sighed, "The situation is not so tense now, I'll try to contact the Kazekage in the next few days, and when I get a reply, I'll take you to that ninja village to have a look...... Be prepared these days. ”

"Thank you, father." Yang stood up and gave the daimyo a hug.

Daimyo hugged his daughter and suddenly became sad.

The daimyo's wife also wiped away her tears, walked over silently, and hugged her husband and daughter.

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[If you really become a ninja, such a day...... Maybe it won't exist anymore, right? ]

But.

Don't want to be like that......

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A week later.

The daimyo exchanged letters with the village of Sand Hidden for a few rounds, and finally decided to visit there on the weekend.

This week, Yang ate every meal very seriously.

The aunts were instructed to make some dishes that Yang didn't like to eat, and Yang ate them without refusing.

She looked away.

[I'm going to leave after that anyway, let's eat more.] ]

The daimyo saw in this the determination of his daughter.

And after trying two meals, he was ordered by his wife to stop and asked to make more food that Yang liked.

The reason is: what if I can't eat Yang in the future? I want her to eat more, even if she becomes a ninja, she can think more about her family.

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The daimyo decided to gather some guards early in the weekend and go together.

Who knows if there are any ninjas with ghosts in the village.

If you don't bring a guard, you can't beat or run, although it may not be useful if you bring it, but at least you can give yourself a psychological comfort.