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❝ Dad’s too busy helping out that big baby of a Hokage. I think I’ll just sit out here and wait until mom simmers down. ❞
Dark green eyes stared at the outside, squinting slightly at the light. It’d been a few hours since he’d been outside. Shikadai had been inside playing video games all the while. He got in trouble because he was supposed to clan up his room & he shirked that duty off. Cleaning his room was really doing too much. With a scowl lining his round face, he glared off into the distance as he spoke,
❝ Spiky hair, brown eyes. You must be a Nara, right? It’s our trait. I look like dad but I don’t have the signature brown eyes. ❞
Shikamaru rarely talked about his dad other than him being a hero to save the village. Other than that the boy never prodded his old man for more information. He could see it was bothersome to keep asking. Not that Shikadai cared about his appearance nor what others thought. He wasn’t one to meddle in tedious things sometimes. Other times he’d call people out if they got too annoying or did something stupid.