Minato had stopped openly talking about his dreams, all thanks to Xin. Since they were kids, whenever Minato talked about his ideals and aspirations, Xin would just laugh at him.
Over time, Minato started keeping these thoughts to himself. He realized that constantly talking about dreams and ideals felt kind of embarrassing.
Your ambition is really grand, Xin thought. It might not come true in this lifetime.
"By the way, you still haven't told us what kind of work we'll be doing," Xin said.
"Work?" Nawaki paused, and the confidence on his face faded. "Uh... It's hard to explain. You'll see tonight. For now, let's just rest. Our work starts in the evening. Oh, and don't wander around the camp. You might be mistaken for a spy."
"What about food?" Xin asked. The rain was still pouring, and the ground was a muddy mess. Who would be wandering around for no reason?
All Xin cared about was staying comfortable and not going hungry. As for everything else, it could wait.
Xin didn't mind fighting on the battlefield. After all, killing was part of a ninja's life-as long as he wasn't being sent on a suicide mission.
"Are you hungry?" Nawaki pulled out two black, rock-hard ration bars and a handful of soldier pills.
Xin and Minato stared at the food Nawaki offered them in silence.
"What's wrong?" Nawaki asked, puzzled by their reaction. "Didn't you say you were hungry?"
Minato glanced at Xin before asking hesitantly, "Is there anything else?" "Nope," Nawaki shook his head. "There's cooked food at mealtimes, but it doesn't taste
great. Honestly, the dry rations are better, even if they're a bit hard. As for the soldier pills, I wouldn't recommend eating them unless you have to."
Step aside! Xin nudged Minato out of the way and seriously said to Nawaki, "Go to the logistics department and get some ingredients. Don't forget the firewood. We'll cook for ourselves. If anyone asks, just say your sister wants to practice her cooking skills, so she needs the supplies."
"By the way, remember to tell your sister when you get back. It'll be mealtime soon, so she should come over to eat," Xin instructed, a resigned expression on his face. It seems I have to cook separately after all.
Luckily, with Tsunade as their cover, no one would dare to complain. Tsunade's importance in the camp was no less than that of Danzo, the commanding officer. If she wanted to cook separately, who would dare to object? Not only would no one say it was wrong, but they'd probably think it was perfectly reasonable.
"Is this... really okay?" Nawaki, remembering Xin's culinary skills, swallowed his saliva unconsciously. He was getting tired of eating rations all the time.
"If you're not willing, then just keep gnawing on your dry rations. I'm going out for a bit," Xin said, spreading his hands in exasperation. If Nawaki didn't want to go along with the plan, Xin would just find his own way.
The Land of Rain was harsh, but it wasn't devoid of resources. Xin didn't believe his cooking skills wouldn't earn him a little special treatment.
"Wait! I'll go!" Nawaki wasn't stupid. With the chance to get better food and using his own name, why wouldn't he take the opportunity? He was tired of the camp's meals and rations. With Xin being such a good cook, the special treatment was a must.
Stopping Xin from leaving, Nawaki donned a raincoat and dashed towards the logistics department.
"He won't get scolded, will he?" Minato asked worriedly, watching Nawaki's silhouette disappear into the rain. Using Tsunade's name like that, there was a high chance Xin wouldn't get scolded, but Nawaki might end up being the one to suffer.
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