Spitting Fragrance

Seeing the worshipful look in Geng Hua's eyes, Shiraishi Yoshijo's vanity as a father was greatly satisfied.

"Geng Hua, as long as you're willing to think, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Once you've finished talking about the unity of knowledge and action, I'll tell you about the second stupid thing you did."

"Since you used force from the beginning, why didn't you carry it through to the end?"

"As long as they refused to obey you, you should have denied them food. In just three days, every last one of them would have been kneeling at your feet. So long as you were willing to share food with them, you'd be their real father."

"And didn't your mother teach you Medical Ninjutsu? Hoard every bit of food and don't give them even a single grain. Starve them until they pass out, then check on them every three days. Feed those who can't hold on a little food—just enough to keep them alive. This method is cruel and impossible for them to understand, but it takes even less food to save them. The result would still be enough to keep them alive for a month."

"And yet, the moment you saw things weren't working, you started backing down. This time it was a game, but there will always be hurdles in life that you can't get past. You'd better not assume there's always a way out!"

Geng Hua flushed crimson. "I..."

"Enough. As long as you understand. Third, you and Naruto were the ones maintaining order, so why did you have to share the prisoners' hardships? If the two of you passed out from hunger, order would collapse instantly, and the same horrific scene of people eating people would happen. And you and Naruto would be their appetizers!"

"Fourth,