This Ninja Is Obviously Not Strong but Really Hard to Kill-Chapter 404: Gato’s Illegitimate Son

"Jonin Shinomiya, we misunderstood you before."

"Jonin Shinomiya, I hope that you will accept this one million ryo no matter what. It is also a part of my heart."

"Jonin Shinomiya, please let us contribute to your scholarship."

"Jonin Shinomiya, this is a painting my child drew for you. Although the painting is not very good, he is really painting with his heart. Please don't mind."

"Jonin Shinomiya..."

.........

Aoba smiled and greeted everyone who recognized him. To be honest, the feeling of being respected was really good.

A hundred million reputation was not a joke. Aoba unconsciously experienced the feeling of being famous again.

However, things gradually began to develop in a strange direction.

Some of the frugal civilian ninjas would often find him and then send him money. The number was not much, just one million ryo. It seemed to be affected by something and was hinting at something.

One million ryo was not a small sum for some of the civilian ninjas.

If not for because they trusted him, they would not have handed it to him, even though they also wanted to contribute a bit of love and effort.

This was the benefit of reputation spreading, otherwise they could have donated it directly to the Ninja Academy.

And Aoba did not fail to live up to their good intentions. He transferred all the points into his 'Aoba Scholarship' to fund the talented and hard-working civilian students.

Moreover, after communicating with the teacher, he posted a donation list in the Ninja Academy and wrote down the names of these people. As for those who were really unwilling to reveal their names, they would all be replaced by 'the will of fire', which could also be considered a political and correct signal.

And this 'selfless' approach also made more people willing to believe him and support him.

Oh, by the way, it was worth mentioning that the current teacher was Aoba's former Fujiwara-sensei. After getting enough experience, he was promoted because the teaching had taught him and Itachi, the two genius students.

The scholarship plan was also handled by this trustworthy Fujiwara-sensei, completely putting an end to the existence of vermin, and trying to make every sum of money fall to the truth.

Therefore, Aoba was very relieved.

Even if his purpose was not simple, he at least had a clear conscience.

He was here to take on a mission today, and it was an escort mission specifically assigned to him.

As for the target of protection, it was the little fatty who had been scared unconscious by him, Ito Shoki.

After his 'cordial' explanation, Ito Shoki very sensibly lifted the misunderstanding between the two, and also let Aoba know why Gato's son appeared in Konoha without even a bodyguard by his side.

It turned out that Ito Shoki, was just one of the many illegitimate children of Gato. After all, as one of the few rich people in the world, the life of Gato was unimaginable.

Then, because he was timid and weak, he was not liked by Gato.

So he threw this guy to Konoha and sent people to send some money to the little fatty from time to time, saving him from starving to death.

And the little fatty saved up all this money, hoping that one day he could bring his mother to live with Konoha from the Land of Waves.

In general, this was a really cute good child, and he did not inherit the bad habits of Gato.

On the contrary, it might be because he had been affected by domestic violence when he was a child, which made the little fatty tremble with fear.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so scared by Aoba that day.

Therefore, after knowing the specific situation, Aoba decided to help the little fatty find his mother. He also wanted to see if he could solve the cancer of Gato in advance and take away the huge property of this guy. Cough, cough, it was to let the little fatty inherit his father's inheritance.

Therefore, there was the escort mission now.

As for the reward for the mission, Aoba had received a million ryo from the little fatty that day. Of course, he had to complete the mission perfectly.

"We're ready. We'll set off." When they arrived at the little fatty's house, Aoba revealed a' gentle 'smile.

It had to be known that for the sake of persuading the little fatty to return to the Land of Waves, he had spent a lot of time and effort, waiting for such a long time before the little fatty, who did not dare to meet his father, mustered up his courage.

Of course, it was also possible that the little fatty was weighing the differences between being beaten to death or being beaten to death by his own father, choosing the latter.

After all, this was equivalent to choosing 'to die now' or 'to die later'. Those who had not lived enough knew which they should choose.

"Yes.. I'm ready."

When the little fatty carried a bag that was even higher than his own and walked out with his hands full of things in front of Aoba, three black lines immediately appeared on Aoba's forehead.

"Do you want to go home or move?"

"Eh? Didn't you say that I might not have to come back again? Then I must take all these things with me. Otherwise, it would be a pity."

The little fatty raised his head and looked at Aoba innocently.

Aoba was also helpless. He clearly had such a rich father, but he had developed such a frugal personality. He was so miserable. It was really a shame for the rich second generation!

However, after a period of contact, he had already grasped the little fatty's character very well.

So he directly darkened his face, "Put down all the useless things, just bring some necessities, not going out for a trip."

"Yes!"

The little fatty was startled, then hesitantly put down the things in his hands and put down the big bag on his back.

However, just as Aoba thought that this fellow had finally understood, the little fatty pulled out a spatulaand carefully placed it to the side.

Then, he revealed a satisfied expression and carried the big bag that was even taller than a person with great difficulty. Then, he picked up all the messy things on the ground. At the same time, his eyes sparkled as he looked at Aoba, as if he was saying,

"This is good. Let's go."

Aoba, "..."

Do you really think that the spatulais useless

So many 'broken things' are necessities?

Are you kidding me?

Aoba roared crazily in his heart.

"Now, immediately, right now, tidy up a new set of luggage for me! I'll watch you do it, hurry up!"

The little fatty, who was frightened, immediately opened all the bags and spread them on the ground. Then, he began to choose the 'must-have item' with great difficulty.

Moreover, Aoba was staring at this little fatty the entire time!

Just as the little fatty was about to reach out and touch the iron pot, Aoba immediately snorted coldly.

The little fatty immediately retracted his hand as if he had been shocked by electricity. Then, he carefully picked up a piece of clothing to change into. At the same time, he stole a glance at Aoba's expression.

"Yes."

Seeing Aoba nod his head lightly, the little fatty quickly put the clothes on the cloth as if he was relieved of a heavy burden.

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