Chapter 32: Lord Shibi
Upon seeing Shibi approach, Satoru let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Duy and Guy, saying, "Duy-senpai, since my teacher has agreed, why don't you both join my squad?"
Duy hesitated and looked at Ryosuke, who was on the verge of tears, wishing he could just disappear.
Why are you looking at me like that? If he wants you to join, then go ahead! But what if Shibi takes an interest in me and finds a chance to get rid of me?
Seeing that Ryosuke didn't object, Duy suddenly felt his nose tingle, and tears welled up in his eyes. He took a step forward and hugged Satoru tightly.
"Sob, sob, thank you so much... My youthful blood is burning passionately again!"
Satoru instinctively tried to move away to avoid getting tears on his clothes.
This scene was also witnessed by the nearby Anko and Rin.
"Satoru... When did you become so caring?"
Rin showed a complex expression. "It seems I underestimated this guy. Besides his enormous appetite and laziness, he's quite warm-hearted."
Caught in Duy's firm grasp, Satoru felt like he couldn't breathe.
"Duy... Duy-senpai, please go easy."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Satoru."
Duy hurriedly released Satoru and stepped back apologetically.
Satoru took a deep breath and was about to speak when he saw Duy and Guy suddenly hugging each other and squatting on the ground, crying loudly.
"Guy, did you hear that? We were invited to join a squad!"
"Yes, Father, I'm so moved!"
"This is youth! Guy, let the eternal flame of youth burn once again!"
"Yes, Father!"
...
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Rin helplessly covered her face with her palm and sighed, "I take back what I said earlier. Is it safe to let these two weirdos join the squad?"
"It should be fine..." Anko smiled awkwardly. "Although Guy's personality is a bit strange, he's reliable when it matters."
The leader of the merchant caravan, Iwayama Taro, stammered, "Uhm... Can we start now?"
He had been quite impatient earlier, but after seeing how Ryosuke, the leader of the small squad, treated the newcomer, Shibi, he was startled.
This shinobi named Shibi was so respected by Ryosuke, and there seemed to be a hint of fear. His strength and status must be quite high, right? They absolutely couldn't offend him!
So, he had to endure watching the absurd performances of Duy and Guy.
"Alright," Shibi nodded as everyone turned their attention to him.
...
In the Fire Country forest, a large merchant caravan was traveling on a road cleared through the woods.
Inside the caravan, there were two completely different scenes.
"Here, Lord Shibi, this is the watermelon produced in the Country of Grass. It's especially sweet. Please taste it."
"Lord Shibi, this is the special beef sauce from the Country of Iron. It's very delicious."
"Lord Shibi, this is..."
A group of people surrounded Shibi, offering various delicacies and exotic foods. On the other side of the caravan, the situation was completely different.
Chewing on a piece of dry and hard ration, Kenjin looked at the delicacies beside Shibi with envy.
"These merchant caravan people are despicable. They were trying to please us all the time when that small squad wasn't here. Now they all went over there!"
"Kenjin, keep your voice down." Ryosuke shivered and immediately whispered, "If Shibi hears you, we're done for."
"Shibi is really that terrifying?" Kenjin, a chunin, couldn't understand. "You're a jonin too, and you're so afraid of him?"
"It's not fear," Ryosuke said, glancing around and speaking softly, "it's respect, respect for the strong. You wouldn't understand as a chunin, but Shibi's reputation is enormous in the jonin circle."
"I heard that he used to take missions that had a 90% chance of death while working in the ANBU. He earned the nickname 'The All-Knowing Ninja,' and when he acted alone, no shinobi could leave his hands intact."
"I never expected him to come out and lead a squad. Otherwise, I would never have offended him. If he decided to target me, it would be the most terrifying memory of my life!"
Hearing Ryosuke's explanation, Kenjin shuddered and swallowed a gulp of saliva.
Meanwhile, Shibi was annoyed, wrinkling his brow, and ignoring the group of sycophantic caravan members around him.
"I see, no wonder even Ryosuke respects him. It seems that this kind of thing doesn't catch Shibi's attention."
"Exactly, Lord Shibi is too aloof. Is this how strong people usually behave?"
"Lord Shibi's imposing aura makes me admire him even more."
...
The members of the caravan turned into a bunch of flatterers, surrounding Shibi and endlessly praising him. Satoru almost felt like vomiting.
Did you ever consider the possibility that Shibi is ignoring you because he has social anxiety?
Satoru knew too well. Shibi appeared unapproachable and invincible, but he suffered from severe social anxiety. He couldn't handle being around many people.
He was well aware of what Shibi's inner monologue would be: "Why are you all crowding around me? Do I have pimples on my face? Don't look at me, don't look at me... I hate this, let's go!"
Satoru took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with determination. It's time to save the teacher from the abyss of discomfort!
If I don't help, who will?
Satoru transformed into a social butterfly and rushed forward, snatching a watermelon that the caravan members offered.
"Wow, is this the famous big watermelon produced in the Country of Grass? It's indeed juicy!"
"Huh, the special beef sauce from the Country of Iron has such a rich aroma. Mind if I try some?"
"And this one, hand it over!"
Caravan members: ???
When they finally reacted, they looked at Satoru, who was devouring watermelon, with anger, but Shibi didn't say anything, so they didn't dare to say anything either.
"Hey, Rin, Anko, and Duy-senpai, why don't you all taste it too? Sharing is caring!"
Satoru's mouth was full of watermelon rinds as he waved to the others.
Rin and Anko were dumbfounded and opened their mouths.
"Satoru... You're really full of surprises."
"I hope the caravan people won't get angry. The mission has just started, and causing trouble would be problematic." Rin sighed helplessly.
Unlike Anko and Rin's reserve, Duy and Guy didn't hold back. They immediately rushed to Satoru's side, hugging watermelons and gobbling them up.
"It's so delicious!"
"I'm so moved that Satoru would share such precious food with us. The flame of youth in my body is burning again!"
After finishing their watermelons, Duy and Guy hugged each other's heads and cried.
The members of Ryosuke's squad, who saw this scene, couldn't help but twitch their eyelids, feeling that their rations suddenly lost their appeal.
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