A few more days passed. It was late April.
The treaty concerning the three major countries began to be implemented,
No one caused trouble. The King also went on his honeymoon. Then that was it. For Konoha, the dust had settled on the outside again. And the matter at home? Although it was still a mess and there was no clue. It was easy to solve it,
With just one sentence from Naruto,
"Dad,
Come with me to live in the Hatake mansion. "
Therefore, regardless of whether Mr. Watergate and Mr. Kakashi had a cold war, was it appropriate for Naruto to live in the dark minister's house for a long time,
Was Minato-san willing to leave the Storm Manor that had such beautiful memories? In short,
Our young master Naruto had spoken,
In the future, if you want to find Naruto, please knock on Kakashi's door.
Everyone was happy.
But for Naruto Uzumaki, he really didn't feel happy,
He was even unhappy that now he was standing at the entrance of the Bo Feng house,
With the key in his hand, he just didn't want to go in. In fact, he didn't want to leave the place where he had lived for more than ten years. He was very reluctant to leave his bed. That was the nest that he had never touched since he was born, and now he suddenly wanted him to change it? But unfortunately, he couldn't make do with it anymore — the house was really unlivable.
Naruto remembered very clearly that it was drizzling that day,
Kakashi came to him with a small pot of wild mushrooms. First, he asked him to help put in a good word in front of his father and stop having a cold war with his disciple and letting outsiders see him as a joke. For Naruto, Kakashi had angered his father many times since he was young,
He would not give in. But the second thing made Naruto depressed. Kakashi finally told the truth,
Konoha's logistics had been determined,
They would not build a house for Naruto no matter what. The reason was..,
There was no way to fix it.
If there was no way to fix it, then there was no way to fix it. In fact, this house was indeed dangerous. Naruto knew it very well. Especially when he saw the pot of wild mushrooms that Kakashi had picked from the corner of his house. But the truth was, he had the same thought as his father at that time. His own dog house was not as good as gold and silver. As long as it hadn't collapsed, it was habitable. So, with his father's wishes as his priority, he urged Kakashi, who wanted to curry favor with Sensei, to prepare to start building his own house. Originally, they had discussed peeling off the tiles on the wall and covering it with thick waterproof plastic sheets before pasting asphalt on it. At the very least, it would be able to last for a few days to give their father a surprise. But well, when they really started to work, they finally understood what the logistics masters were too embarrassed to say in their shock.
The dripping water could be used to grow mushrooms, and the cracks could also be reinforced. However, the real reason was that Naruto's scalp tingled and he shuddered at the thought of it. Under the walls and tiles, the entire wooden structure of the house was filled with dark green mold! It wasn't just the small amount in his house. It was a huge amount! Especially his poor father's bedroom and study! Thank goodness for the heavy rain. If it weren't for the excessive leakage this year, they wouldn't have found the entire Bo Feng house covered in mold! How could people live with mold? No wonder his father had caught a cold and had a fever in the past two years. If they lived in such a place for a long time, even Kakashi wouldn't be able to survive. Only he and Eero, two strong teenagers with tailed beasts, would be fine.
Naruto shuddered at the thought. Finally, he made up his mind and opened the door. The familiar entrance, living room, dining room, and stairs, as well as the familiar photo of his mother.
The gentle morning light shone in through the window, reflecting the golden light on the wooden table. But it couldn't shine on his mother. Naruto stepped forward, picked up the photo, and put it in the sunlight. The red-haired woman in the photo was still energetic with her fists raised, and there was even a hint of childishness on her young face. Naruto often thought, if his mother, the woman who made his father unwilling to look at any other woman, lived to the same age as his father, what would she be like? Would she be as long-winded, fierce, and gentle as Shikamaru's mother? Or would she be as gentle, long-winded, and fierce as Sasuke's mother? Or, because there was a hardworking and attentive woman at home, their wooden house wouldn't grow mold because of proper maintenance?
Naruto didn't know, so he just scratched his head and looked at his watch.
It was 7: 30 in the morning. There were still 45 minutes before Naruto Uzumaki's mission assembly. Naruto judged that this was enough time for him to work. So he walked to the refrigerator, took a deep breath, closed his nose and mouth, and suddenly opened the door.
Sure enough.
Naruto looked at the refrigerator full of spoiled food, and his heart felt weak. He knew that those unlucky Shadow Guards who only knew how to kill people were unreliable. It was a good thing that the electricity in the house was cut off, but could they please clean the refrigerator first? If he didn't suddenly want to take a look today, he would have waited until his father finished his work and came back to clean up before finding out. Zzz zzz, the refrigerator and the roof were probably covered in the same mysterious mold.
Sigh. Naruto sighed, put on his gloves and began to clean up. Thanks to those trivial D-level missions, they allowed the young master of the Naruto family to become a housekeeping expert in less than two years. What was even more amazing was that even the young master of the Uchiha family, Sasuke, could cook. He really should let those useless Naruto Shadow Guards do D-level missions. Being able to kill people, good at it, fast at it, what was there to be proud of? They were all destined to eat in the cafeteria and go to the laundry for the rest of their lives. No, maybe he should let Kakashi order the entire Anbu unit to do D-level missions, including Kakashi! After making dumplings all morning, even my Eero learned how to do it, how could he be so stupid!
Well, Kakashi said that he was just absent-minded.
But to be more precise, Kakashi was actually a bit overwhelmed.
For example. The aftermath of some low-key big event. Did you know? Naruto really did like the Mizukage. What? The Kazekage was going to marry his daughter to Naruto's son. Ah? So the Kazekage and the Mizukage were actually a couple? In short, with the announcement of the treaty of the three countries, all kinds of dark secrets and gossip seemed to have spread uncontrollably. And it seemed to be rushing out of the Land of Fire to the whole world.
So as Konoha's Anbu Minister, Kakashi was under a lot of pressure. Releasing spies and threats, bribing people, and changing public opinion to favor Naruto and the Land of Fire was his top priority, and maintaining Konoha's internal harmony was what he had to do.
However, he felt that he couldn't do either of them right now. The so-called fire of gossip was destined to be impossible to extinguish. Therefore, he could only release more strange creatures in an attempt to muddy the waters even more. But if the water got muddier, the pressure on him would be even greater.
Anyway, Kakashi was depressed in the continuous drizzling days. Isn't the Anbu an abbreviation for "Special Assassination Tactics Unit"? Bastard!
In short, he was now standing on the huge Naruto Rock, breathing the indescribably good morning air after the morning rain, looking at the direction of the sun. His vision was as wide as ever. Except for the new Naruto Building standing in the center of Konoha, which was also under construction. Kakashi didn't like the new Naruto Building that was an eyesore, especially the one that had already been built. The top floor would have 16 large tempered glass windows, a lighthouse-like watchtower. At the same time, it would also be the Anbu Minister's new office. Imagine, the Anbu Minister's office was as bright as he wanted it to be. What a joke. The corner of Kakashi's mouth twitched as he pushed his forehead protector and stuffed the big bun in his hand into his stomach. He then raised his head and drank a large bottle of hot milk. Clapping his hands and wiping his mouth, he jumped down and went to the old Hokage's building under the Hokage Rock.
The top of the old Naruto Building was actually quite open. It was originally a platform. But it seemed that because it was often used for fighting, it became mottled like some old training grounds. And because it had been in disrepair for a long time, it was rarely cleaned, so thick moss always grew in the cracks. Especially after the rain that lasted for half a month in spring, the fresh green that grew crazily looked like a small green cap on the body of the barrel-built cafeteria chef.
Anyway, Kakashi couldn't help but poke those wet things with the tip of his foot when he saw them since he was a child. They were still slippery and firm like the roots of the big trees in the Konoha forest. Kakashi shivered. He suddenly missed the feeling when he was a child in the backyard of Hatake's old house, competing with these little things while waiting for his father to come home. So he didn't want the empty milk bottle, and put aside the breakfast that he and Naruto had just made for someone. He reached into his pocket and took out a small knife.
So, more than half an hour later, he was decisively late again.
Old Naruto Building, Naruto's office.
8: 15 in the morning.
The daily morning meeting had been over for five minutes, and Kakashi finally opened the door with his head down.
"Yo, Kakashi, helping the old mushroom cross the road again." The first assistant of the Chief of Staff, who came to the meeting for Hiroyuki Yamanaka, didn't know that Huo Xuanmen hadn't left yet. He leaned against the corner of Naruto's desk, helping Uchiha Itachi, who was still a little flustered, sort out piles of documents.
Kakashi didn't want to pay attention to such a boring person, but he still habitually blurted out, "Well, all living things are equal. The old mushroom and grandma should pay attention to traffic safety."
Genma listened to Kakashi's shameless answer and snorted coldly. But Itachi couldn't help but laugh softly.
"Yo." Kakashi rolled his eyes at the guard captain who had just reached adulthood, "So you can laugh. I thought you could at least pretend to be expressionless until retirement like your useless father."
"On behalf of my father, the head of the Uchiha family, I forgive you for your slip of the tongue."
Itachi frowned and said seriously,
"But please watch your words, Mr. Hatake."
"Oh." Kakashi shrugged and replied indifferently, "Okay, I won't say anything. Uchiha always drops the ball at the crucial moment."
"Mr. Kakashi, please watch your words." Itachi stared at the indifferent Kakashi with red eyes, the magatama in his eyes spinning.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Kakashi waved his hand at Itachi. If you ignored the Chakra in his hand, he was actually quite friendly.
"Mr. Kakashi, let's go to the rooftop." When Itachi saw Kakashi's hand, he suddenly stopped being angry. He even felt that every pore on his body was excited — he really hadn't had a good fight for a long time.
"Kakashi." But there were still people in the room who were clear-headed. Genma said in a low voice, "Where are your brain cells? Did Parker eat them again?"
"Genma -senpai, how can Ninja Dog be compared to Mr. Kakashi?" Itachi saw that he was stopped and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, but he continued to provoke him.
"Itachi, you should talk less. Do you want to fight?" Genma patted Itachi on the shoulder.
Yes, he really wanted to fight, with anyone! But Itachi didn't say it. He felt the pressure on his shoulder and evaluated this senpai who always hung around Kakashi with kunai in his mouth. He felt that it was okay to be disobedient. Anyway, if he and Kakashi really fought, this guy didn't seem to be able to stop it.
Genma didn't know that he had been looked down upon by the younger generation. He saw that Itachi was still able to restrain himself and quietly continue to do business, and nodded with satisfaction.
But Kakashi would never let it go so easily. Just as he was about to speak again, he was interrupted by Genma again.
Genma pushed Kakashi into Naruto's lounge and closed the door behind him. "What's wrong with you these days?"
"Where is he?" Kakashi didn't answer the question. He looked at the lounge without the Hokage, and his anger came to a stop.
"In the small conference room. He went to support Shikaku -senpai. "Genma poured a glass of water for Kakashi and said softly," I know you're in a bad mood. Don't show it on your face every day. You're already Naruto's Secret Minister. I know that Daren's temper has been really bad recently, and sometimes he's really unreasonable, but he's alone with the low pressure on his head. "
"I'm not in a bad mood." Kakashi didn't touch the water. He put down the bag in his hand and took out the lunchbox. "What's the matter? I specifically reminded Itachi that Senpai was called up for urgent information after sleeping for less than three hours yesterday. Even if he didn't have a meeting in the morning, he still had to block everything. "
"Shikaku -senpai really couldn't control the situation." Genma saw that Kakashi didn't drink, so he picked up the glass himself. "Last year, didn't you request to restrict the export of grain from the Fire Country to the Earth Country? National capital officials ordered the restriction, but who knows what happened. Anyway, the profiteers saw that they couldn't do their business, so they protested to the Lord. Once they protested, the officials also had their own opinions. The two groups of people finally fought all the way to Konoha — are you really not in a bad mood? "
"National capital trash — I'm in a bad mood every time I hear about that trash from National capital." Kakashi sneered and touched the lunchbox. The steaming lunchbox was already a little cold — why did he have to dawdle on the roof for a while? "How long did he say? He hasn't eaten breakfast yet. "
"I don't know how long they'll talk. I was wondering why he kept nibbling on biscuits during the morning meeting. He must be hungry. "Genma smiled and pointed to the lunchbox." Naruto's warm lunchbox? "
"Ah. He doesn't like to eat in the cafeteria now. "Kakashi opened the lunchbox and shook it. The boiled dumplings inside were squeezed together for a while, and the skin was stuck together.
Genma looked at the dumplings, which didn't break the skin but didn't look very good. He was a little absent-minded, "Kakashi, it's not bad to have a son."
"Yes." Kakashi finally closed the lid of the lunchbox silently. "Are you busy today?"
"Not really. Four Generations Lord asked me to teach Itachi a lesson. "Genma took out the kunai from his mouth and drank some water." What's wrong? "
Kakashi handed the lunchbox to Genma. "Find a chance to send it to him later. A few biscuits won't last the whole morning. Remember to heat it up, but don't make it too hot. "
Genma took it. "You don't need to remind me. Go do your work. I'm here. Don't worry. "
Kakashi nodded and disappeared.
Genma took a deep breath and stood for a while to suppress the raging anger in his heart.
“014110。”
"Yes. Genma -senpai. "Itachi opened the door when he heard the call.
"What's wrong with you? Kakashi told you to stop everything in the morning. Why did you let Lord Senpai go to work? It's your duty to arrange Naruto's work and rest in a reasonable way. Yes, Naruto's guards have become quite strange, and your job has become Naruto's office director. I know you're not convinced that you've completely become a civilian administrator, but you still have to pay attention to what you should pay attention to. Didn't you do a good job a while ago? "
"Yes." Itachi lowered his head. He listened to the senpai in front of him bitterly chewing the kunai in his mouth, and couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Yes?" Genma looked at the seemingly respectful, humble, and cautious junior, and suddenly said, "Don't tell me you didn't do it seriously at all and did it on purpose."
"The word 'serious' has always been engraved in the Uchiha family's dictionary." Itachi raised his head, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Then take care of yourself and be more serious." Genma looked at Itachi and felt suffocated. The captain of the night shift was a taciturn person, and the captain of the day shift was a little taciturn person.
"Yes, senpai," Itachi replied.
Genma looked at the genius youth who was still unconvinced and couldn't help but pat him on the back. "Anyway, you have to understand the fact that no matter how bad you do, no matter how useless you are, and no matter how much you deliberately cause trouble, you can't leave this position. Whether it's the Four Generations or your father, they won't allow you to be transferred back to the field. In that case, why don't you do your best to do things well? "
Itachi didn't speak. He admitted that he did want to mess things up so that Naruto couldn't bear it and kick him back to the field. But even if this useless senpai in front of him was right, so what? He especially hated this kind of guy who pretended to be an elder and casually patted him on the shoulder and back. When he met this kind of guy who overestimated himself, he wanted to fight. If you're not strong enough, don't poke your nose into other people's business!
But poor Genma still wanted to guide Itachi, who had made a lot of low-level mistakes recently and was a little slack in his work. "I know you don't like this job, but …"
"I like this job, senpai. I know what you want to say. But sincerely, I'm really honored to be able to stand beside Golden Flash. " Itachi thought as he spoke. If Golden Flash wasn't a person who leaned on the table every day and scribbled on the documents every day.
Genma realized that he might not be so popular. He tried to naturally move his hand away from Itachi's tight back and raised the lunch box in his hand. "Ha, it's good that you understand. Anyway, please continue to work hard. I just wanted to let you know that Kakashi asked me to send food to the master. Anyway, I've already told you how to optimize the document processing process. Just follow the method I just taught you. "
"Thank you very much for your guidance today." Itachi politely bowed slightly and sent away a senior who disappeared with a snap of his fingers. Sighing, he turned around and closed the door. He lowered his head and continued to work on the documents. He should be serious, but this kind of boring life was driving him crazy, and how could a lunatic concentrate?
Itachi's eyes unconsciously looked at the chair that the previous Naruto had sat on — a very boring chair, a very boring life. He felt that he could completely understand Naruto's daily depression and the gradual loss of productivity. After all, what was the difference between confining a person who was strong enough to go out and do anything in such a small room and chaining him to such an uncomfortable chair?
Prison is only prison when you want to get out.
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April 61 in Konoha
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