Chapter 32

Nono, who couldn't speak, obviously didn't reply. Nawaki only knocked to respect her privacy and show he was about to step in.

Nono was only 7 years old, but Nawaki would rather not do to her what he did not like to be done to him. This ideology did not apply in some areas of life, however.

From his many bad experiences, he knew being selfless in those areas was akin to asking to get beaten or cucked. In some matters, it was really *every man for himself, god for all.*

When Nawaki finally got in, he was surprised to find an already fully dressed and ready Nono.

...He wasn't sure if she dressed between the moment he knocked and entered, but he wouldn't ask and embarrass her...If she did, the girl was truly a phenomenon...A ninja one...

Nono proudly wore her glasses and held her chalk and slate when he asked, "Want to go and have breakfast?"

Nono communicated one of her two favorite responses when she nodded to say yes. Yesses and nos were quick and easy.

Smiling, Nawaki walked up to her, held her hand, and said, "Come on, let's go and ask the cooks to whip us up something nice."

Nono nodded again— Her face blushing a little.

XX

Nawaki was seating with Nono and his grandma at the breakfast table. He and Mito were relaxedly watching the new Senju princess devour eggs and some rice when the old woman sighed and said to him,

"Nawaki, we need to get her some new clothes. We can't let her attend the school like this..."

Yesterday, Mito had given Nono something to sleep. Something the young maids usually wore. But while okay to wear at home with her new family, the attire was too big. It was also not elegant enough for Mito to let the new Senju princess attend school with it.

Nono was eating unbothered when Nawaki suggested, "Why don't we have the maids look through some of Tsunade's old clothes? I'm sure she'll fit in some."

"Oh right," Mito said, nodding. But then, frowning, she asked, "Where's Tsunade, by the way?"

"She's outside. She's got important stuff to do. I'll explain to you later." Nawaki said, not developing. He didn't want Nono to know they were planning to heal her. If she did, she wouldn't be focusing at school.

...Well, you never knew with Nono. She wasn't easily fazed...But that was his own careful consideration...

XX

About three hours later, Konoha academy,

After training some genjutsu in his room with a maid, Nawaki accompanied his new sister to school.

He was shamelessly getting her used to having her hand held when they arrived at the gates, and he offered, "Want me to take you inside?"

The children and the few adults who recognized his identity were whispering things and staring at them when Nono surprised him again when she funnily wrote on her slate, *It's okay, you're going to turn my best friend's head if you do. She's a bit stupid around handsome boys.*

"..." Startled by his sister's answer in more than one way, Nawaki didn't have time to thank her for the unexpected and spontaneous praise.

Was she talented for incest? Was incest even a talent?

Nawaki was thinking these foolish and random thoughts when he saw Nono write, *You can come in if you insist, though.*

"Aah. No, that's okay. Do your thing." Nawaki woke up and replied, awkward sweat on his cheek. Nono was scary. He felt that if he went in with her to her classroom, something that wouldn't benefit him could happen.

He didn't know why.

Planning to say goodbye to her, he suddenly recalled something and inquired, "Who's your best friend, by the way?"

He was somewhat curious about this.

Nono erased her slate and wrote something. Turning it proudly, Nawaki's face was stunned when he read, *She's called Mebuki Tsuji. Why do you ask?*