Heh heh heh, hand him over!!!
Controlling the puppet as it carried Shikaku Nara by his clothes toward the Anbu, Jingyi let out a malicious laugh.
Hahaha, if Shikashin found out, he would probably blow his top.
Too bad it was too late!
I'll gladly take your son off your hands and train him for a while. During that time, he'll live in the base.
Once his training is complete and he signs his contract of servitude, I'll let him go home.
"This is bad! Shikaku was kidnapped!!"
"It was Anbu personnel! Hurry home and notify them!!"
Shikaku Nara was carried away by the puppet like a chick, terrifying his little friends. They threw down their schoolbags and ran home.
Ten minutes later, Shikashin, already dressed and eating breakfast, seemed somewhat distracted because he was about to take up a post in the Hokage Office.
He was worried that his predecessor had left him with a huge mess that he would be unable to clean up.
Bang!!!
At that moment, the front door was shoved open, and a group of people rushed in anxiously.
His thoughts interrupted, Shikashin put down his chopsticks and frowned. "What happened?"
"Clan Head! Shikaku was taken away! He was kidnapped on his way to school!!!"
"????"
What the hell?
My son was kidnapped?
I had a son late in life, and just as he was growing up, something like this happened?
Bang!! What bastard has the nerve to kidnap someone in the village?
Shikashin slammed his hand down on the table furiously.
"Uh, it seemed to be Anbu personnel."
"Why would Anbu personnel kidnap—"
Wait, who did you say took him?
Shikashin sensed that something was wrong. As it sank in, his heart skipped a beat, and he realized things were bad.
Damn it!!!
Jingyi