"Too close! You're too close!"
Looking at the scroll blocking his view, and the contents on it that he could not make out precisely because it was too close, Nara Shikaku took the scroll and gently pushed Akimichi Choji, who had leaned in until he was practically pressed against him, a little farther away as he kept repeating himself.
"What did you find?"
At that moment, Ino Yamanaka, who had found nothing after searching the other furniture, heard Akimichi Choji's cry and came over as well.
"You two are both too close!"
Shikamaru Nara looked at the two heads that seemed to have grown out of his shoulders, raised a brow slightly, and spoke with helpless irritation.
However, because of that, the turbulent waves in his heart slowly calmed down.
"What does it say?"
But neither of them paid any attention to his helplessness or impatience. Not only did they not move away from Shikamaru Nara, they leaned even closer because of the angle at which he was holding the scroll. Ino Yamanaka, especially, asked anxiously.
"Choji, didn't you already look at it?"
However, Shikamaru Nara did not immediately answer Ino Yamanaka's question. Instead, he pushed Akimichi Choji again and complained.
The moment this guy leaned over, the temperature shot up. It was early summer, and in Konoha, where the seasons were distinct, the weather was still pleasant. But once Choji's bulk pressed close, it was no longer pleasant at all.
"I didn't understand it!"
Akimichi Choji ignored Shikamaru Nara's attempt to push him away and leaned in again, even closer than before, with half his body pressed against Shikamaru Nara.
The heat rose sharply.
And he said it as if it were perfectly justified.
*I didn't understand it, so of course I have to lean over and look at