Yamato showed up right on time as usual, bringing Mo Chen breakfast again first thing in the morning.
The food was always nutritious and well-balanced, without sacrificing flavor.
Mo Chen felt like he was getting spoiled. His palate had grown picky, and he'd gotten used to being pampered.
If Yamato ever decided Mo Chen had reached a stable stage of growth and stopped bringing him meals, Mo Chen was afraid he really wouldn't know how to adjust.
After thinking it over, Mo Chen said to Yamato, "Teacher Yamato, you said before that you've always lived alone, right?"
Yamato nodded, a little unsure what he was getting at. "I've already told you everything about my past. I was an orphan from a very young age, which was why I was taken to be an experimental subject."
"At first, I worked for Lord Danzo in Root. Later, I was transferred to the Anbu directly under the Hokage and served Lord Third. I've been there ever since."
Mo Chen said with a sigh, "People like you are the real shinobi. You've always lived in the darkness, yet protected the light. I think you're more worthy of being called Konoha's Root than a sanctimonious guy like Danzo!"
"Ahaha!" Yamato grinned, embarrassed by the praise. "I'm not nearly as great as you make me sound. In all of Konoha, or even in the history of the entire Shinobi World, I'm just a nobody. I'm not important enough to make a mark."
"No! Teacher Yamato, you're being far too modest!" Mo Chen said earnestly. "You're the only person in Konoha besides me who can use Wood Release. That alone is enough to earn you a prominent place in the history of the Shinobi World."
"My admiration for you is like an endless river, or a volcano