Forget it. She was too precious to hit. So what if she poked at his sore spot? He would deal with her once she grew up.
Tsunade compromised helplessly.
"Senior."
As they entered the crowd and followed the group out of the village, Jingyi greeted Shikaku Nara.
"Hello." Shikaku Nara's attitude was fairly pleasant.
It was just that the way he looked at Jingyi was somewhat strange.
Jingyi had long since gotten used to it.
Go ahead, look however you want. You're not the first person to think that way. I, Jingyi Hyuga, gladly live off a woman. So what?
"I hope we can work well together."
Shikaku Nara had been appointed by the village as the battle commander, while Jingyi was the medical ninja stationed at the camp. The two would certainly need to work together: one ensured treatment at the camp, while the other directed combat.
Since they also belonged to the same faction, it was naturally better for them to be closer.
"I wouldn't call it cooperation. We're both doing it for the village. It's only natural," Jingyi replied with a smile.
Shikaku Nara nodded slightly. He agreed with that; calling it cooperation made things sound a little too distant.
Overall, after their first meeting, Shikaku Nara felt that Jingyi was not difficult to get along with. He had only feared that, because of Tsunade, Jingyi might act lofty and arrogant. If that happened, he, as the battle commander, would have a headache on his hands.
He could manage other people, but Jingyi was beyond his control—and not someone he could control.
They had both been appointed by the village. Combat command was your responsibility, while the camp's medical affairs were mine. What right did you have to tell me what to do?
Shikaku Nara's concerns were