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Chapter 14: Something's Definitely Not Right Here!
Chapter 14: Something's Definitely Not Right Here!
During dinner, Luk mentioned to his younger brother about attending the Ninja Academy, and their mother was delighted, as she believed being a ninja was a noble and respectable profession.
Kazuo seemed a bit confused. After all, hadn't they already agreed on something else last time?
"Well, let him go if it doesn't cost much," Luk replied casually.
"How would a little kid know anything..." Kazuo muttered, but his gaze softened as he looked at his increasingly shining eldest son, eventually giving in.
He sighed, "I wonder how his qualifications as a ninja are."
"I’ll guide him through the training."
"That's nothing."
After dinner, Kazuo called his son, who was about to leave, and they sat face-to-face.
"Father, is there something you need to say?"
Kazuo's face showed hesitation, and the middle-aged man, who often worked silently, seemed to be struggling with whether to speak his mind.
Luk, noticing his father's discomfort, refilled his cup of tea and gently consoled him, "Father, if there’s something on your mind, just say it. What can’t be said to the family?"
Under his comfort, Kazuo finally opened his mouth, his voice as heavy as his demeanor, "Luk, have you ever thought about me?"
"Thought about you?"
Luk was momentarily at a loss, a topic he had never considered. He originally thought Kazuo was just pushing for his marriage to Shippo.
Or perhaps discussing the store's business, or asking about his recent changes.
Kazuo lowered his head, his face showing a hint of shame, "Back then, you could have attended the Ninja Academy. At that time, the academy didn't charge tuition."
Luk:
Luk’s calm facade barely held as he continued, "You could have been a ninja, and now you’re using your money to pave the way for your son. Isn’t that an investment?"
Don’t look at him like that. Even if he’s a heavenly investor among the dragon clan, it’s clear that Luk also has a talent for investment, hitting the mark every time.
...
"Even a little bit, right?"
Luk’s lips twitched as he looked at his younger brother, his mind a bit explosive.
For a month, the entire month, the Ninja Academy was on break, and in two months, they would start the new semester. After night after night of guidance, Kazuo finally managed to extract the first thread of chakra from his son.
This is no longer a question of whether one has ninja abilities; this level is already far below the average for ordinary people.
Usually, the older brother is the slacker, while the younger siblings are the one-in-a-million geniuses, right? Isn't that a common trope? How did he end up being the one dragging everyone down?
Luke, at least, has a bit of talent. He might be a bit of a liability in the ninja world, but he is still stronger than the average person. He is a perfect example of someone who can still excel despite not being at the top.
"I'm sorry, brother."
Qianchuan's eyes were bloodshot. He started to sniffle, crying and wailing, "I'm not going to the Ninja Academy! I'm not!"
"Just don't go, and stop crying."
Luke sighed, his mind wandering to the prospect of his brother attending the Ninja Academy. With the talent his brother possessed, Luke couldn't help but worry about the potential pitfalls. What if his brother, with all his natural skill, ended up as the worst student there? Learning nothing, losing confidence, and becoming discouraged. It was a terrible thought.
Not everyone who is the worst can turn things around.
Qianchuan wiped away his tears, his gaze becoming resolute, "Brother, I've decided. I'll inherit your skills and work with iron."
"You'll be happy," Luke didn't try to comfort him, knowing the child's mood was unpredictable, goals often changing, and the constant coaxing was tiring.
He pondered that once his strength was sufficient, he wouldn't fear being questioned about the source of his power. Then, he could try harnessing powers from other worlds.
It didn't matter whether he succeeded or not. He was already determined.
After comforting his brother, Luke thought about sitting somewhere in Shangpu but felt a bit antsy, running off to a nearby noodle shop.
It was peak time, and while he was kneading dough for a customer, the helper wasn't as skilled as Shangpu, but he managed to get it done.
Lu Ke strode into the kitchen, his eyes narrowed with a fierce expression. He spotted a pig sniffing around the cabbage on the counter and growled, "Shang Pu isn't here to stop you. I'm off to the market to get the ingredients we need for dinner."
Luke smiled and walked into the kitchen, washing his hands and starting to knead the dough.
"You're making the noodles sound so good, I came here just for Shangpu. Your noodles are so delicious, everyone who eats them will come back for more."
While there was a hint of flattery, no one disliked hearing something nice. Handyle's face lit up as he stared at Luke.
"Then you sit there, I can manage without your help."
"You're too kind. The shop is so busy, how can I watch you work alone, especially now that Shangpu would say the same about me."
Being soothed and calmed, Handyle slowly put aside his bias. He watched Luke's movements and gave a neutral evaluation.
"Your noodle-making skills are quite proficient. Have you done it before?"
Shangpu shared some knowledge, and it was evident that Lu Ke had grown and possessed a certain skill in this field. Lu Ke smiled in response, his politeness apparent.
When physical abilities are high enough, and control is strong enough, imitating and learning from others is quite simple.
Handyle was silent for a moment, then said, "Then follow me and learn. After all, you'll be the one to inherit this."
This meant he reluctantly agreed to work together.
Just reluctantly!
Thank you for the recommendation every day, Fox sighed.
Similarly, thank you to the 41 readers so far.
For a new author's first book, there might be many flaws. I hope everyone will point out the mistakes and criticize constructively, of course, with a bit of praise.
Seasonal Treasure's heart is as fragile as the withered man in the Eldeen Ring, who was once so weak.
PS: The name "Seasonal Treasure" comes from a smart pistol in "Cyberpunk 2077," a witty, intelligent, and quite lovable character.
(End of Chapter)
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