Shikaku Nara, his face written all over with capital letters of admiration, could not help exclaiming:
"It seems I really am old, unable to keep up with the thoughts of you young people, nor possessing your youthful boldness."
"Still, is the Pharmaceutical Department really going to be self-sufficient and independent?
If so, logistics and medical affairs will be restricted, and before you know it, the village might just re-establish another Pharmaceutical Department."
"Ahem!!"
Jingyi was truly provoked by Shikaku Nara's words. Coughing continuously for several good moments, he patted his chest to soothe himself, put down his chopsticks, and pointed at his own face:
"Do I look like a madman?"
"Uh... Not really."
Shikaku Nara subconsciously shook his head.
"Since I'm not a madman, why would I make the Pharmaceutical Department independent?"
Jingyi shook his head with amusement: "I'm just helping Tsunade take back the money that rightfully belongs to her. As for everything else, whatever amount is supposed to be handed over to the Finance Department won't be short by a single cent. As for what was said in the Hokage Office today, I was just following that crazy old woman's words to scare her."
Damn it!!
You should've said so sooner, you gave me a scare.
Shikaku Nara glanced at the grilled meat, and hastily snatched a piece into his own bowl: "I thought you were ready to give her a slap."
"A normal verbal confrontation, why would I give her a slap?"
"Besides, that slap doesn't actually need to be delivered. After a little while, she's going to feel the pain."
"Slow down!! As a junior, actually snatching meat from an elder!! Simply lacking in morals."
"The meat grilled by the senior tastes better. Oh right, senior, remember to pay the bill!"
"..."
Scamming Shikaku Nara out