The sunlight shone through the clean glass window on the bedside table,
It made the new white porcelain vase that had just been put down look even uglier. Hiroyuki Yamanaka sighed,
He looked at the vase,
Then looked at Shikaku Nara, who was visiting him, and sighed again. He didn't understand,
He and Shikaku Nara were clearly born together,
They grew up together,
They trained together,
They had been fighting back-to-back,
They even married their wives and had children together. How could their aesthetic standards be so different.
"Aiya!" Shikaku Nara knew when he saw Hiroyuki's gaze,
He probably bought something that didn't fit this artistic middle-aged man's mind. "I gave you a bottle as a gift. I want a peaceful meaning. Please don't be pretentious, okay?"
Hiroyuki obviously knew that his friend's good intentions shouldn't be judged. "But look at that shape yourself — it's a pile,
A pile. "
"Isn't it just a pile of shit?" Shikaku said the difficult word for Hiroyuki, "I already said that it's a symbolic meaning. That thing symbolizes luck. You must have stepped on dog shit luck to be so unlucky recently. Come on, let's suppress it. And I didn't choose that brown one, which is already very considerate of your feelings. "
But.., Hiroyuki quickly reached out his hand, but he still couldn't stop this guy who was so iron-clad that he couldn't change his wife and wasn't embarrassed to wear the wrong underwear. Shikaku's big hairy hand easily reached into the beautiful little flower basket and broke a bright red rose,
Then..,
The flower was inserted into the small hole of the poo bottle.
"Look,
Red flowers, white porcelain, and green walls,
The 'Classic Color Matching' you gave me is quite interesting. "
"Oh, no." Hiroyuki covered his head in annoyance. He really didn't know how to explain when Infield came back that the flower basket she had put in the whole morning was broken in less than a few hours. Her daughter Infield was really good in every way. She was beautiful, sensible, generous, self-confident, and self-reliant. It was just that her personality was still a little impulsive.
"Behave yourself if you're sick." Shikaku once again proved that intelligence could not be brought into life. He still did not realize his mistake from his friend's sigh. Instead, he saw Hiroyuki suddenly holding his head and was a little worried. "Didn't you say that your head doesn't hurt? How are you feeling now? Do you want me to call a doctor for you?"
"I've said it hundreds of times. My head really doesn't hurt." Hiroyuki quickly put down his hand. "I think I'm fine."
"You're fine. You're in the hospital. I've seen your brain's CT scan. Also, the hospital told you to rest quietly. You should control yourself. Don't get too agitated. If your head explodes, I'll have to stitch it up for you when we collect your corpse.
"It won't suddenly explode." Hiroyuki gritted his teeth. He felt that Shikaku's brain cells were really worrying recently. "Yakushi Jonin said that it's not a big problem. I just used too much of my brain. Although taking medicine will take a long time to recover, the effect will be seen in three months at most. Most importantly, it can preserve my useful body and intelligence to the greatest extent."
"Medical ninjas are different from ninjas. How can you believe the words of a twenty-year-old kid?"
"In any case, in the past few years, the number of people dying from old injuries in Konoha Hospital has indeed decreased by 60%."
"Statistics can be deceiving. That number was so serious that they would die. They all died before he grew up." However, Shikaku did not want to continue this topic. He quickly peeled an apple. "Come, I'll serve you fruit. Infield specifically told me to do this before she left."
Hiroyuki's mouth was stuffed with Shikaku's words and the apple. He could only chew on it.
"So, I think that although the surgery is risky, conservative treatment may not be safe, right? Nothing is absolute. Think about it. You have a routine physical examination once a month. If it was not detected last month, how could it be detected this month? It's only 30 days in a month. Even if it's because of the small size and the accuracy of the machine, it's enough to prove that the things in your brain are growing quite fast. So, three months is only 90 days. Who knows what it will be like after three months. Instead of dragging it out, it's better to cut it off sooner. "
"I also want to end it quickly. The hospital is too boring. Also, I'm very worried about whether my General Staff is doing well or not. The work of the Konoha humanoid calculator is not something that ordinary people can do. " Hiroyuki gnawed on the apple. "But the position of the pocket is not very convenient. It's fine if I die on the spot, but if I wake up and find out that there's something I can't move, I'll be a burden to Infield."
"So, I took the time to come here today to inform you. A few days ago, I wasn't sure if she would come, but this morning, the Hime Tsunade stepped into the Fire Country's border. With her efficiency, she'll probably return to Konoha in three to five days."
"That troublesome crazy woman." Hiroyuki pinched the apple core and frowned. "But it's good that she's back. Haha, fortunately, Tsunade has a good relationship with our Naruto -sama."
"Mhmm." Shikaku really wanted to tell Hiroyuki that the runaway Princess Tsunade and Bo Fung Watergate were indeed close as expected. But at the same time, he could also confirm another rumor. Tsunade did run away from home based on her own will, unlike Jiraiya, who was sent out with the help of the situation. Moreover, the reason for running away from home was indeed that she had a dirty relationship with Konoha.
"Thank Watergate for me. Thinking about that terrible woman's character, it's really hard for him." Hiroyuki sighed. "Sigh, if Tsunade's judgment is the same as last time, it'll be fine if I cut it off. I estimate that with my physical fitness, I'll only need to rest for half a month. Although I've been doing miscellaneous things every day since this position was established, if I suddenly lose this position now, Watergate won't feel good. I still remember that when the Four Generations first took office, they were tortured to tears by a report called "What if a Ninja Dog Always Poops Everywhere in the Training Ground". Hahaha, Watergate was born to do big things. He doesn't have the patience to deal with these trivial matters every day. "
"Yeah." Shikaku also smiled easily, but his heart was filled with doubts. Was the Hime Tsunade, who could curse Naruto so unscrupulously, really worthy of Konoha's trust? Sure enough, the more you know, the more troublesome it is. The Intelligence Minister regretted it. If only he didn't suspect Watergate that day. How could he suspect that Watergate would ignore Hiroyuki because he didn't want to contact Tsunade? Now, not only did he offend Naruto, the leader of the Four Generations, but Hiroyuki still couldn't be trusted.
"What's wrong with you?" Hiroyuki waved the fruit core.
Shikaku tacitly handed over the trash can. "I just suddenly remembered that Watergate always trusts us so much, but we always let him down time and time again."
"Why did you suddenly think that?"
"It's nothing. It's just that there's a lot of work to do."
"But I think I'm even more annoyed." Infield opened the door with a lunch box and saw the pile of flowers in cow dung.
"Infield, you're back so fast." Hiroyuki's father winked at Shikaku. But Shikaku, who didn't know how to use Thor, couldn't escape.
"Infield, I did obediently feed your father an apple." Shikaku raised his hands. "Look, the apple core."
"Thank you, uncle." Infield pushed aside the trash can in front of him and pointed at the flower basket and vase. "But I hope you can help me explain that and this."
"Uh." Shikaku finally understood Hiroyuki's strange sigh. "Uncle, you're fast. Uncle's old injury has been acting up recently, and my hands are faster than my brain. Don't be angry, Little Infield. It's uncle's fault. I thought flower baskets were standard equipment in the hospital. The last time I was hospitalized, there was a similar one. "
"Because that was a gift from me." Infield's gaze was unfriendly.
"I was wondering how someone from the old-fashioned Konoha Hospital could make such a beautiful flower … That's Green Beard Fairy's high-class Western Dessert Roll! One year! "Shikaku felt that his wit had reached its peak.
"I knew Uncle Shikaku is the best to me." Sweet food instantly worked on the girl.
Thus, Shikaku could only touch the small steel plates in his trouser pocket. He felt that this time, he had to think of a good reason to get some money from his wife. Otherwise, he would be cut off from the tavern for the next year. Even if he worked overtime, he would only be able to choose bread from the cafeteria.
Thanks to the Four Generations, at least there was still the cafeteria.
Naruto Building, Naruto's office.
"Mhmm."
"Do you feel better, Sir?"
"Much better." Naruto moved his neck and made a cracking sound, "Thank you, Genma. Although I still feel that you should become more dignified, when it comes to massaging, your skills are still the best."
"I've massaged you for a long time, so I know where you usually feel pain." Genma was still modest, "But Sir, I suspect that after I went to the General Staff Department, you don't have any good habits. Itachi, remember, at most one hour, let Sir get up and move around."
"Yes, Senpai." Itachi answered reluctantly and then continued with his movements. Binding, stuffing the documents into the cabinet. Thank God, the old binding table in the lounge was finally abandoned. Itachi looked at the light binding in his hand and couldn't understand. Since there was such a convenient and simple thing, why didn't he change it earlier?
"Okay, that's it." On this side, Naruto rejected Genma's suggestion to help massage his wrist. He looked at Itachi, who was still moving slowly, "Itachi, hurry up. Don't forget that you have to go to the cafeteria today to stand on stage for Genma. It's meaningless after meal time. Genma, help him. "
Then Naruto continued to stretch and walked into the lounge. He wanted to wake up the night shift animal Kakashi, who had been sleeping all morning.
"Wake up." Watergate pushed the black striped fish on the bed.
"Mhmm."
"It's time to eat."
"Mhmm."
"It's a bit too much." Watergate scratched his head. Hiroyuki was suddenly hospitalized, so he and Shikaku had to take over Hiroyuki's work. So Naruto's office was divided by him. As long as Genma had enough authority, he could take people to do things neatly. And the intelligence work of the intelligence department that was divided by Shikaku had to be done by Kakashi, who was also in charge of the Anbu intelligence system. But Kakashi. Watergate was still angry with Kakashi, and still annoyed when he saw him, but he couldn't help rubbing Kakashi's head. His hard silver hair was a bit oily. He must have been busy for several days and didn't wash his hair. Also, he was so busy these days that he didn't go back, let alone Kakashi. He just didn't know how Naruto was doing these days. Did he eat on time? Did he kick the quilt when he slept? Did he get along well with his friends?
But it should be soon. Watergate smiled. Now it was just because the redistribution of authority had just begun, and everyone was still not familiar with it. In one or two days, they should be able to go to work on time. Hopefully, Kakashi could get used to it faster.
"Wake up." Watergate finally let go of Kakashi's hair. He used Kakashi's mask to wipe the grease off his hands, then grabbed Kakashi's collar and pulled him up.
"Sensei ~" Kakashi's eyes finally opened.
"Wake up. Today, you have to support Genma and go to the cafeteria. His personal prestige is really annoying. You should try to find a chance to support him in the future. Don't always order him around. Imagine, if something really happens to Hiroyuki, we can push all the trouble to Genma. How wonderful would that be? So you better show me that you're loving Genma today. "
"Huff ~ Huff ~"
Watergate could only continue to sigh, "Kakashi, repeat after me, I'm not sleepy, I'm not sleepy, I'm really not sleepy."
"I really can't open my eyes." Kakashi, who had his head down, finally muttered, but it seemed that he really didn't wake up.
"You really can't stand a little tiredness." Watergate touched Kakashi's head. Yes, he didn't have a fever. Then he took off Kakashi's mask and carefully observed his blood-red eye. The pupil in the eye trembled slightly. This child was really dreaming. But fortunately, he didn't find any signs of his old injury acting up. But Watergate was still a little distressed. Although he always hoped that Kakashi could achieve something, and sometimes he was annoyed that he didn't live up to expectations, he didn't need such a good young man to suffer like this. What belonged to the future should be left for the future. But, "Kakashi, you still have to eat."
"Huff."
"You're really tired." Watergate gently put Kakashi down, helped him remove his forehead protector, took off his shoes, covered him with a quilt, and then walked out of the lounge. As for Genma, the most important thing anyway was to let everyone see that Naruto and his ex-captain still had a good relationship. As for the Anbu Minister Kakashi? They were very good friends since childhood, and they ordered each other around because they were familiar with each other.
"What's the matter, Sir?" The two people outside had finished their morning work.
"Kakashi can forget about it today." Naruto waved his hand, "He's too sleepy to get up. How many days has he not slept? Genma, do you think I've been putting too much pressure on him recently? "
"I don't think so, Sir." Genma had already picked up his signature Senbon and was ready to go.
"Forget it." Naruto sighed again, "Itachi, today I'll take you to see the Konoha Cafeteria. I heard that you don't go to the cafeteria much. It's a pity, you should go more often in the future. That place is an important social platform for Konoha's youth. "
"Yes." Itachi suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. Although he and his brother had been to the cafeteria many times, this was the first time he went with Naruto.
But soon, he knew what he was nervous about.
Konoha Cafeteria
Lunch time
Konoha's single ninjas gathered here like a tide three times a day.
"Good afternoon, Leader of the Four Generations."
When Bo Fung Watergate led Huo Xuanmen and Uchiha Itachi into the cafeteria, all the ninjas in the cafeteria consciously stood at attention in unison, as if they had rehearsed.
And our Naruto casually waved and greeted the ninjas, "Good afternoon."
"Yes, Sir." They were still in unison until they saw Naruto lead the two lucky guys into the high-ranking officials' feeding area.
"Phew ~"
Watergate heard the sudden noise in the cafeteria and winked at Itachi, "How is it? How do you feel?"
"The echo is so loud." Itachi told the truth. His ears were still filled with the deafening echo in the hall. And this guy, who always went to the cafeteria because there weren't many people, didn't expect there to be so many people in the real Konoha Cafeteria!
"Itachi?"
"Ah, sorry, Sir." Itachi, who hadn't recovered from the sound wave attack, hurriedly stood at attention.
"Okay, sit down. Now, it's time to eat. "Naruto pulled out a chair, sat down, yawned softly, and closed his eyes.
Genma looked at Itachi, who was a little dazed, sighed, and decided to go to the kitchen to order food himself.
Konoha Cafeteria's high-class restaurant and the menu outside — there was no difference at all. But fortunately, they could still make some home-cooked dishes. Of course, they couldn't ask for better taste. Genma looked at Naruto, who was leaning against the back of the chair. He didn't know if he was closing his eyes to rest or taking a nap. Naruto hadn't eaten a bite of Konoha Cafeteria's food since he was sent to the hospital for stomach bleeding. Sometimes he cooked himself, sometimes it was Naruto, and most of the time, it was the custom-made nutritious meals sent by Konoha Hospital. Of course, those were also Konoha Cafeteria's products. If the unique cafeteria taste wasn't considered, it was still very suitable for that ravaged stomach. But the trouble was, the nutritious meals were ordered from the inpatient department of the hospital.
"Little Genma, what does Sir Naruto want to eat today?" The cafeteria chef, who was two meters tall, stomped on his prosthetic feet as he walked. "Speaking of which, Sir Naruto hasn't eaten in the cafeteria for a long time."
"I've been very busy, and today is the same." Genma smiled politely and slightly intimately. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on this veteran ninja who had made meritorious contributions during the same era as the Sannin. "Can I trouble the chef to cook some noodles for the three of us? Make it more vegetables, don't add chili, and try to make it as light as possible."
"No problem. It'll be quick. I guessed that Sir Four Generations still likes noodles as usual. "The chef grinned and walked into the inner cabinet.
So, a few minutes later, Genma returned with three bowls of noodles with a stiff expression under the old ninja's great hospitality. Yes, three bowls. The finger-wide noodles occupied a small stainless steel basin. Carrots, cucumbers, and shredded kelp were carefully placed on top of it. On top of the pile of vegetables, there was a big piece of beef sauce that was fried to the point of being fragrant. There was also half a salted duck egg with oil left on it. It didn't taste like a cafeteria! It was really good. Genma felt that even someone like him who didn't have any requirements for taste had a great appetite, but the amount was really a little too much.
"Zhajiang noodles." Naruto's voice was filled with surprise.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I forgot to ask for the amount." Genma glanced at the "shameful waste" handwritten by Naruto on the wall and looked at Naruto who had already started eating with a little worry.
"Ha, it's useless to ask for it. Those old guys over there are always like this, worrying that we won't be able to eat enough." Naruto was very satisfied with this lunch.
"Then, Sir, please eat slowly." Genma finally gave Naruto half of the noodles in Naruto's bowl to Itachi under Naruto's slightly unhappy gaze. "Itachi, it's okay for children to eat more."
Problem, problem, really a problem.
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