3 A sincere conversation #1

Skipping the time 4 years after the birth of our MC

Waking up slowly I observe my surroundings and leave my room and walk to my parent's room who was still sleeping when I start nudging my mom and dad so they wake up too after all today is a special day for me.

"Good morning dear decided to wake up early you were so anxious" says my mother who was waking up.

"Of course today is a special day!" I said excitedly because today I'm going to ask my father to start my training.

"I know why he's excited," my dad said, smiling as he looked at me.

After talking about some irrelevant matters of our day-to-day, we went to carry out our daily tasks to later go to lunch at a famous restaurant in the village and extremely expensive that some nobles, rich, famous mercenaries, and ninjas of some clans that rarely appear in passing.

With everything finished we changed our clothes and prepared to leave.

We lived in a typical wooden village house with 2 floors and 3 bedrooms, our family had an average status in the village society, as my father was one of the guardians of our territory warning in advance when any event that represented a real threat to the villagers would happen or acting as a defender quickly eliminating malicious people who would become the root of future problems thus preventing us all from ending up dead due to some conflict with bandits or a war between clans that would use our village as an outpost.

My mother was really pretty she had short brown hair and honey-colored eyes and was wearing a black cheongsam with some golden-colored plant designs you could mistake her for a noble because of her elegance and beauty.

My father is relatively similar to me and was dressed in light clothes typical of nobles very minimalist but made in expensive fabrics.

My suit was custom made under my guidance I wore a short sleeve polo shirt with a gray hoodie and black shorts and sandals as there were no sneakers on sale and everyone wore sandals so I just chose one that matched.

My parents were amazed at my fashion census I looked cute while my tail swung from side to side and at the same time very cute and stylish, but they still found my tastes strange which I couldn't change because it was way ahead of my time.

As we set off towards the restaurant I managed to attract a lot of eyes and caught the attention of many little girls with my unique style and my fluffy tail that swung from side to side in a cute way which made me even more proud of my extremely cute profile.

When we arrived at the restaurant I immediately attracted a lot of attention due to my strange clothes and my tail, especially which was bouncing and attracting looks from strangers so I decided to wrap it around my waist like it was a belt the girls were no exception I could hear some calling me cute or beautiful, but I kept a mysterious and calm profile since little girls didn't interest me, we walked towards a table and did all the noble etiquette rules and customs of the time until we were attended to and we started to eat and talk.

The conversation goes and the conversation comes until the main topic starts to be discussed.

"So dear I saw that you attracted interested looks from many people" said my mother winking an eye at me which makes me embarrassed.

"Mother… Father… I want to become a shinobi" before I can finish my thought my mother slams her hand on the table drawing my attention and that of everyone in the restaurant to her.

"What do you mean you want to become a shinobi do you know how old you are? How many dangers are there in this world?,  you are just a child and I very much doubt you have any idea what you are talking about, when we tell the stories of famous mercenaries and heroes of the shinobi world we hide from you most of the obscurities" she said seriously in a loud and clear tone.

"Your mother is right I speak for myself that I have a little experience in the business you may think now that we are in a period of peace but our situation is the complete opposite of a war on the horizon and we are all subject to its consequences you have no idea of ​​the danger" says my father who begins to explain seriously looking into my eyes with a sharp look.

"That's exactly why I should start my training! I don't want to become a shinobi just to randomly fight anyone or become a savior! I need to be strong to protect those I love and to defend my ideals I need to become powerful that's what I'm training for" I said with conviction exposing my ideals.

"What do you mean I'm training, haven't we seen you train even once, or do you think standing still meditating in our house like a bush full of leaves around your body is training?" says my mom speaking loud enough for most people in the restaurant to hear what we were talking about captures the attention of a few specific people who frown.

I quickly cover my mother's mouth with my small hands and start asking her to speak softly until she calms down I go back to my seat and notice that due to our discussion we have attracted several looks from people around us.

"Saori since when did he start doing this kind of exercise?" asks my father smiling at my mother.

"It's been over a year since he started to behave like this weird whenever you go out to work" my mom speaks loudly again and I don't even need to say how the people around me reacted.

"I see, let's go home and we can talk more discreetly" says my father, standing up and looking at the people who were listening to everything we were saying with a serious look.

'What the hell we attract the attention of unwanted people' I mused but I didn't care that much, as my father is known in the village for being strong (tokubetsu jōnin) so there was a very select minority of people who openly challenged him.

So we all got up and went to pay for the meal which was expensive due to my huge appetite and we were starting to walk towards the exit when someone walks in my father's way with a fake smile.

"Hello, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation" he then looks at my mother and turns his attention to my father, and smiles sinfully again "I heard your son started practicing his Chakra control and I was interested in his progress?" he asks.

"I don't know how far he's progressed and even if I knew you wouldn't get that information," says my father who bumps into his body pushing the man away and unlocking the way out.

So we walk out quietly until the man stands up and says my dad would pay for it and mumbles some more things my dad responds by just shrugging his shoulders.

So we left the restaurant and went home.