This was going to be troublesome.
Slowly straightening up, his face full of reluctance, Shikamaru Nara picked up the scroll Choji had set down, bit by bit.
As if the scroll weighed a thousand tons.
His heart, meanwhile, was filled with deflated sighs.
To be honest, although he had given this matter serious thought before, after failing to get any information by getting his dad drunk last night, he had planned to give it up. Besides, he did not think they would make any progress. It was not a matter of capability, but objective circumstances.
As newly minted Genin, there was only so much they could come into contact with.
Their target was a special mission whose deeds could not even be recorded. Take Konoha's White Fang, for instance. Even though he had abandoned a mission and caused the village tremendous losses, people still remembered him, and his exploits were still passed around privately among ninjas.
In other words, the Strongest Ninja's influence far surpassed that of the Konoha White Fang.
They had absolutely no way of obtaining any information about a ninja classified as forbidden.
Furthermore, after failing to pry information out of his dad, he did not think his two companions would have the patience to keep investigating someone they could never possibly learn about.
Of course, after last night's string of futile attempts to get his father drunk, Shikamaru knew full well that the two uncles who were just as outstanding as his father would never reveal any information about that ninja either.
So before this, he had not thought this matter would continue.
He had already come up with an excuse to abandon the investigation. It was a waste of time, all effort and no reward.
What a pain.
But now, everything was different.
Judging by