- Daddy, where's Nya? - I was snapped out of my memories by a sonorous voice.
- Has she slept already? - I asked, turning around and picking up my daughter in my arms, and then explained the absence of her friend, before noon sleep was still here, - she is doing an errand for me and will be only tomorrow.
- Yes, and she wanted to play with Nyarla before lunch," Tsumi nodded and pouted unhappily.
- О? What about our training? - I raised my eyebrows demonstratively.
- I don't want to, - this little thing turned away, - I want to play!
- Well, if you're so determined," I sighed, dropping her to the floor and rubbing my chin thoughtfully, slapping my fist into my palm as if I'd thought of a good idea, 'then I'll go train Anko-chan, she's always enthusiastic and I'd rather have to convince her to take a break from training than force her to do it - it's hard to dream of a better personal student,' the women looked out of the kitchen at the sound of the conversation and rolled their eyes at my daughter's not-so-subtle teasing. - I suppose, with such diligence, she will always be the first in your confrontation, and you will become as chubby as Nyarla if you are lazy.
Watching with an edge of my eye as Katsumi's face changed expressions of surprise, indignation, and then determination with a very familiar squint of her eyes, I barely held back a smile.
- I changed my mind! - Grabbed onto Tsumi's pant leg and tried to drag me towards the door. - Me, train me, not that Anko-baka!
When that didn't work, she ran around me and puffed at me funny, pushing me back, reinforcing my body with chakra.
- I'm coming," I gave in to her, taking a step forward, "but don't you want to change first? Your pretty dress isn't really suitable for exercises at the firing range.
- I'll be right there, don't go anywhere! - After thinking over my words, nodded dosha and rushed to her room.
- You know that this way will not always work, right? - Linley shook her head, looking after her.
- By the time she gets used to practicing, she won't need that kind of stimulation, or the real rivalry will have taken root," I shrugged, "and you know how stubborn Tsumi-chan is when she gets it into her head.
- Just like someone else," Saya grinned mockingly.
- Who did I turn out to be like? - I looked at the older Nara with a hint of concern, raising an eyebrow and folding my arms across my chest.
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