Chapter 380: Lua-What?
In the Leaf Village’s central park square.
Jasper was seen reclining beneath a solitary tree. The area was open with a lot of villagers passing by. Yet here he was, relaxed, with eyes closed and a stern expression on his face.
His black sleeveless shirt clung to his frame, along with his forehead protector that rested loosely around his bicep.
Villagers passing by noticed the symbol, but they kept their distance. No one dared disturb him; his intimidating presence seemed to keep them away.
A young girl nearby pointed excitedly, "Mommy, that man’s hair is white."
Her mother shushed her, but Jasper paid them no mind. He kept his eyes closed, blocking out the comments and stares. He was used to the attention—or rather, the lack of it.
The villagers’ opinions didn’t matter to him. Most considered him an outsider due to his straightforward attitude and his sometimes rude demeanour. And so what? He didn’t care what they thought.
To him, they were just background noise, insignificant details in his world.
Jasper’s mind drifted, not in thought but in a kind of numb detachment. He viewed the villagers as if they were toys—things to be ignored or manipulated when he saw fit. Had he been alone, unfettered by the constraints of the other players and their rules, he might have gone down a darker path.
Committing a crime here or two was always tempting. But Alice kept him tethered. She knew where he was at all times. No thanks to her special sensing ability and recently placed trackers on him.
Even with a babysitter watching his every movement, it hadn’t bothered him at all.