She came out of the room with a patter, seemingly holding a stack of documents in her hand.
Apparently overcome by emotion, she blurted out, "Why are you in such a hurry? You even forgot to take your things."
Shikamaru ignored her and continued eating dinner at his usual leisurely pace.
He merely glanced over and paid it no mind.
Under normal circumstances, Shikamaru Nara knew that Shikaku Nara would rush back within ten minutes.
If more than ten minutes passed, then he naturally would not be coming back.
And if he was not coming back, Shikamaru would have to deliver these documents himself.
Honestly, Shikamaru found it difficult to even get moving.
He roughly estimated that eight minutes had passed.
Two minutes remained.
His movements grew slower and slower as the seconds ticked by.
Sure enough, right as ten minutes arrived,
Yoshino Nara, who had already gone into the kitchen to clean up, suddenly poked her head out and said to Shikamaru, "Shikamaru, go deliver these documents for him. They might need them later."
Shikamaru rolled his dead-fish eyes and replied listlessly, "Got it."
Then, he put away his bowl and chopsticks, casually picked up the documents, and decisively pushed open the door to leave.
There were quite a few documents, though each was just a single sheet. He had no idea what was recorded on them.
But under normal circumstances, they probably were not anything too important.
That was what Shikamaru thought.
Without showing it on his face,
as he walked, perhaps out of boredom, his curiosity was slightly piqued.
Since he knew they were not particularly important documents, it should not matter if he took a look.
So, he opened the file.
But after taking one glance, he snapped it shut.
He fell silent, his expression turning