T/n: For Every 100 Power Stone 1+ Chapter ( I hope I don't regret it and get burned out!! XD)
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"Riding a dog will rip your pants, brat."
Hearing a dog bark, Maha peeked out from behind his H-manga and pursed his lips.
Sean leaped off and kicked Mike. "Get lost."
The dignified Zoldyck family "Hellhound" yelped, tucked its tail, and fled frantically.
Maha's eye twitched. He cursed with a laugh: "What a little bastard."
'When he needs him, it's "Mike." When he doesn't, he kicks him away. Silva just look at the thing you raised.'
"Grandpa I won't allow you to curse yourself like that." Sean blinked at Maha. "I'm your grandson. If I'm a little bastard, then what does that make you... a senile old fart?"
'Brat, you're asking for a beating again, aren't you?' Maha glared and snorted coldly. "Just wait. A few more days, and Grandpa will watch you cry!"
"Oh" Sean dug his ear. "You've been waiting for me to cry for days. Can you come up with a new line next time?"
"My ears are getting calluses from hearing it."
"Sick of it already?" Maha said grimly. "You won't know pain until you've actually been hit."
"You're just lazing around... I heard you didn't even go to the training room today. Heh. What a slacker."
'Tsk. He knows everything without even leaving the house. You're really something, Zhuge Maha.'
Sean sneered inwardly and complained, "You're the one who told me to lie flat and take the beating, and you're also the one criticizing me for not training."
"Tell me yourself, aren't you just impossible?"
'I'll F-!' Maha raised his hand. Sean didn't even blink. "Hit me, and I'll stop the updates!"
"Heh!" Maha gritted his teeth, struggled for two seconds, and dejectedly lowered his hand. "Not angry. This old man isn't angry."
"Anyway, it's just a few more days. Zeno! Tell Silva, no holding back. Beat him half to death!"
'Zeno?' "Grandpa's here?"
'He's a rare guest.' Sean looked around. 'Zeno my ass. There's not even a ghost of a shadow.'
"So, old man, have you been whacking off too much? Are you hallucinating?" Sean looked suspiciously at Maha.
The old man's eye twitched. He glanced at the curtain. 'That dog-thing really runs fast, huh? What's wrong? Scared of his grandson like he's a tiger?'
He waved Sean away, annoyed. "None of your business! You're idle, why don't you draw your manga? Where's the 'three updates last week' energy?"
'It's gone. I finished grinding the EXP, can't I relax? Sure enough, they're all ungrateful wolves you can't tame.'
Sean rolled his eyes, went into the bathroom, took a shower, and started drawing Pot Shadow Ninja.
After the "First Limit Break," besides the transformation of his physical qualities, Sean clearly felt his mental energy was also much better than before.
He actually ground out an entire issue of the manga in one night. If the other mangakas at Bones Studio knew, they'd probably be so ashamed they'd look for a rope to hang themselves!
"Tsk. You drew fast this time." The latest chapter was out. The old man forgot about his H-manga and eagerly picked up the fresh line art, reading with relish.
After the Chunin Exams, the Third died, Orochimaru's arm was crippled, and the Akatsuki organization gradually emerged. When Maha saw Itachi bringing Kisame Hoshigaki to invade Konoha after the battle...
The old man's eyebrow twitched. He curiously asked Sean, "Good grandson, what kind of heinous thing did this Itachi kid do?"
"To make that kid Sasuke chase him relentlessly."
'Tsk. Heinous? "Inhuman" is more like it.' Sean rubbed his sore wrist, saying expressionlessly, "Nothing much."
"He just killed his parents and, while he was at it, wiped out his entire clan."
Maha: "..."
Stunned for a few seconds, he raised his voice: "You call that 'nothing much'?!"
"Killing his parents... he's worse than an animal."
'Animal...' Sean pretended to sigh. "Everything happens for a reason. There's no love without reason, nor hate without reason. It's all fate."
Maha turned his head and glared at Sean... 'Heh, this brat is just a kid, and he's here being all sentimental and emo.'
He put down the line art and lectured, "Killing is killing. No matter what 'unavoidable' reason, it doesn't change the fact that he killed people."
"Brat, I'm warning you, don't you dare whitewash him, or... this old man, on behalf of thousands of readers, will be the first to protest!"
'Yo How scary.' Sean rolled his eyes at Maha. "You also said 'unavoidable.' In my opinion, Itachi had no choice. He had to do it."
Maha raised an eyebrow. "Let's hear it."
Sean waved him over. "Come closer, I'll tell you."
The old man looked at Sean suspiciously, wondering what kind of rotten trick the brat was brewing. He leaned in to listen.
Sean whispered in his ear: "Grandpa, do you know why Itachi killed his whole clan, but specifically spared Sasuke?"
"Why?"
"It's because Sasuke... is actually Itachi's child." Sean said, determined to shock. "Itachi had an affair with Mikoto and they had Sasuke. Later, the affair was exposed... As for the result, you get it, right?"
'Go F- yourself! This brat is messing with me, isn't he?'
"Isn't this just bullshit?!" Maha was dumbfounded.
Sean sneered. "So you do know it's bullshit?"
"You should be glad you have anything to read. Why are you rushing me every day?"
Saying this, he shoved Maha away angrily, tossed down his pen, flopped onto the bed, and fell asleep with a cold smile.
"Sss... huu..." A light snore emerged. A sigh pulled the dazed Maha back to reality.
With his white hair flowing, Zeno appeared leisurely, his hands behind his back.
He shook his head, looking at Maha. "Grandpa, you've been completely wrapped around this kid's finger."
"Oh? Isn't this our great Master Zeno?" Without turning his head, the old man knew who it was. He flung a big slap back.
Unfortunately, Zeno was prepared. He blocked it with a reverse motion.
He looked at him speechlessly. "Grandpa, can you not be so childish?"
'You're a grown man. People will laugh.'
Maha's mouth twitched. His palm missed, so he suddenly stomped. Zeno, who had just been feeling smug about his successful block, instantly turned green.
He jumped up, holding his foot!
"Dog-barks?" Maha put his hands on his hips and cursed angrily, "I'm asking you, why did you run just now?"
"I even called your name, gave you a chance, and you're still useless. What? You'll only be ready when you're dead?"
Zeno was almost crippled by that stomp. It took him a long time to recover, and he said grievance, "Grandpa, that was too sudden. You caught me completely unprepared. Next time, I'll do it myself."
'Tomorrow after tomorrow, next time after next time, is that it?'
"Why do I remember you saying the same thing to Silva last time?"
Maha glared at Zeno angrily. "Leaving Silva alone to confront that kid. You call yourself a father?"
"Change your surname, you f-ing bastard! The Zoldyck family can't afford this embarrassment!"
"Grandpa, calm down..." Zeno limped over to help Maha lie down. He reached into his robe, pulled out a few H-manga, and stuffed them into the old man's hands, saying with a placating smile, "You're angry, but don't take it all out on me."
"Just wait a few days. Won't it be satisfying to watch that kid get beaten up?"