As they prepared to leave the camp and head to the battlefield, Minato and Nawaki couldn't hide their nervousness.
In contrast, Xin remained engrossed in his cooking, humming a tune as he worked. Without a phone, computer, or his favorite novels, food had become Xin's best distraction and a way to satisfy his appetite.
Watching Xin casually whip up breakfast, humming a catchy tune, Nawaki couldn't help but ask, "Xin, aren't you nervous about going to the battlefield?"
"Nervous?"
Xin glanced at Nawaki and Minato, who both looked uneasy, and couldn't help but smirk. "What good does being nervous do? Does it mean you don't have to fight? Or maybe the enemy will just let you off because you're nervous?"
"Xin's right, being nervous is useless!" Tsunade's voice rang out as she entered the tent alongside Jiraiya and Orochimaru. They pulled back the canvas and stepped inside.
"We're not too late, are we?" Jiraiya stretched his neck to peek into the pot, his mouth watering at the thought of the meal.
After seeing Tsunade devour her noodles yesterday, he'd been craving a taste himself. Among the future Sannin, Jiraiya was definitely the one who enjoyed life's pleasures the most-though some of his habits were less than admirable.
"It's almost ready," Xin replied.
He had anticipated that Jiraiya and Orochimaru might show up to mooch some food, so he had prepared extra.
The aroma of fried rice filled the air, accompanied by a steaming bowl of bone broth-simple, yet hearty fare to start the day right. In a front-line camp, having rice, eggs, and meat was already a luxury.
Xin didn't dare hope that the logistics team could also supply garnishes like green onions.
The six of them sat around the table, eating with gusto. Jiraiya, lacking any sense of shame, even eyed Minato's fried rice, making the younger man smile wryly.
Really, sensei? Are you seriously eyeing your own student's food? Minato thought with a sigh. I'm still growing, you know!
How embarrassing, Tsunade thought, glaring at Jiraiya, who chuckled awkwardly and abandoned any plans of swiping Minato's food. Left with an empty bowl, he sighed, "There's just not enough to go around."
"Pack your things-we're leaving soon. Nawaki, you're on dish duty," Tsunade ordered.
"Huh? Why me?" Nawaki looked baffled.
"You got a problem with that?" Tsunade's tone was dangerous, and Orochimaru, watching from the sidelines with his arms crossed, showed no intention of intervening. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying the spectacle-he was more than happy to watch the drama unfold.
With their gear packed, Tsunade made sure to stop by the logistics department, taking a generous amount of supplies. The staff at logistics were left stunned, too afraid to protest.
Now we won't have to worry about going hungry, Xin thought, feeling reassured as he carried the sealed scrolls full of provisions.
It sure pays to have Tsunade on our side. Unlike others who had to apply and wait for approval just to get a sealing scroll, Tsunade could simply take what she needed.
"Aren't you going to give them any warnings?" Jiraiya asked, glancing worriedly at the three small figures trailing behind them as they left the camp and headed toward the battlefield.
Tsunade brushed a few raindrops from her golden hair and said dismissively, "Nawaki might have some issues, but with Xin around, I'm not worried. That kid's sharper than you. If the enemy runs into them, they'll be the unlucky ones. Let's go."
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