Chapter 475 Is It My Fault that I Am Handsome?

"What are you kidding? Don't hurt me!!"

Shikaku lost his composure now. He didn't care about his face anymore. He became anxious.

He was not sure whether Yan was serious or joking.

Tough, you continue to be tough. I still prefer your unruly look, Nara Shikaku. With the scars on your face, you look like a tough guy.

It's a pity that no matter how tough you are, you can't change the fact that you are a henpecked person.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. The person is prepared for Shisui. This kid is not young anymore. The family has urged him several times."

There is a wife, but not for Shikaku, but for Shisui.

The family is responsible for the selection, and Yan takes a glance and it's done.

There are three candidates, one from the family and two from civilian families.

Anyway, the blood limit of Sharingan is not afraid of mixed blood.

If an Uchiha marries someone from another family, the child will still have the blood limit of Uchiha. The difference lies in the talent and ability to open the eyes.

"Huh~~ You scared me."

Shikaku put his hands on the desk, looking relieved.

He was really scared just now.

He was tough outside to save face, and his wife at home could accept it. If he found another one, he might not even dare to go home.

I don't know if this is a common problem of the Nara clan. Many Nara clan men have wives with bad tempers after marriage. Even if they are very gentle before marriage, they can become flaming roaring tigers after marriage.

"But Shisui is really old. He has good talent and should help the family to expand."

In order to prevent Yan from continuing to tease him, Shikaku took the initiative to shift the topic to Shisui. If you want to toss, just toss Shisui, but don't stare at me, I can't stand it.

Not everyone can be like you, the assistant, with women on both sides.

Speaking of this........

Shikaku suddenly remembered that he recently received a letter from his son who asked someone to send it back from the front-line camp.

"Assistant."

"Hmm?"

Can't you just say it directly?

After putting the scroll away and handing it to Quan, Yan Zheng was thinking whether he should go to the front-line camp in person and make all the arrangements.

Fugaku and Hiashi are typical home-guarding generals. If they are asked to decide on some important arrangements, both of them will be at a loss.

One is indecisive, and the other dares not make a decision easily.

Before he opened his mouth to discuss this with Shikaku, he found that Shikaku looked at him with hesitation, wanting to say something, but it was difficult to say it.

"It's just that you think of..."

Shikaku hesitated whether to ask, but for the sake of his old friend, he couldn't pretend to be ignorant:

"What do you think of Ino?"

"Ino?"

What a mess, and he even talked about Ino.

"Very good, a very smart and lively girl, and she is also beautiful. Except for a little bit of face control, everything else is okay."

Don't look at Ino's initial love for Sasuke. In fact, Ino is a face control. She doesn't like Sasuke, but handsome people.

"Then..."

Gan! !

At worst, I'll be scolded.

Shikaku gritted his teeth and asked:

"Assistant, did you do anything to Ino?

Shikamaru sent a letter back saying that Ino was a little strange, always saying your name and showing that he liked you very much. Because I have a good relationship with his father, Ino is also my niece."

Another one?

Quan showed a speechless expression. Why did she feel like she was the same as before, falling into the pit of the elders without knowing why and unable to climb out.

"Get lost!!"

Yan was stunned for a few seconds, then started to curse:

"You can question my lust and my love for beautiful women, but you can't question my character.

I, Uchiha Yan, am not so dirty as to do anything to a little girl.

I don't have much contact with Ino, so I don't need to tell you anything else, right?"

"Ahem! That's not what I meant, it's just..."

"Don't give me that, Nara Shikaku, as soon as you rolled your eyes, I knew what you were going to say."

Yan's face turned blue with anger. He had never crossed the line with his fiancée Hinata, let alone Ino.

"I told you, this kid is obsessed with looks and likes handsome boys. It's not my fault that I'm handsome."

"Also, I plan to go to the front-line camp tomorrow to arrange the camp's affairs. This is a notice, not a discussion with you.

I will return to the village in three days at most, so don't let your mind wander, fearing that I will never come back."

Well, it was a decisive scolding.

But this scolding was worth it.

Shikaku would rather be scolded by Yan than want anything to happen to his niece Ino.

Of course, he didn't question Yan's character, but was a little anxious out of concern for his elders.

After leaving the Hokage's office, Shikaku suddenly remembered something.

The assistant said he wanted to go to the front-line camp, and I didn't seem to refuse...

Fuck, what did I do.

Haiyi, wait for me, it's all your fault! !

I didn't refuse before, and it's too late to refuse now. Shikaku was so angry that he slapped his thigh. In desperation, he could only blame Ino's father, Yamanaka Kaiichi.

Damn it, if I don't have a good life, you can't have a peaceful life either.

You work overtime until late at night and get scolded for your daughter's matter. Do you want to sleep peacefully at home with your wife?

No way.

Having made up his mind, Shikaku gritted his teeth and left the Hokage office building, heading straight for the clan's land in the mountains.