It was the beginning of the month.
At the Hatake mansion.
5: 30 in the morning.
The sky was slightly bright.
Kakashi was carrying two black garbage bags.
He pushed open the door. He threw one bag in each hand into a public trash can in the corner.
He listened to the two bangs.
He clapped his hands and sat in the middle of the threshold. Then he lit a cigarette.
He crossed his legs.
He pretended to be a living immortal.
"Smoking is not something that should be encouraged."
Kakashi turned around.
He saw me, Eero, with a big gourd on my back. Eero seemed to have just finished washing up.
He was washing his face with water.
He combed his red hair. "Why are you leaving so early today?
Naruto is cooking breakfast. Aren't you waiting for him? "
"Naruto said there was only bread and jam left in the fridge." Eero lifted his foot. "So, I'm going to the cafeteria and go straight to work."
"Oh,
Then hurry up and leave. Breakfast will be gone soon. "Kakashi took a drag on his cigarette.
"If you don't mind me stepping over your head." Eero waved his hand to disperse the white smoke and really lifted his leg. "I need to work all day, so I think I need to eat in the morning."
Kakashi finally knew to sit on the side. "You're so active. Do you like working in the office that much?"
"Not really." Eero stepped out of the door.
"But when I think about it,
Every day, I can meet people who are scared to death of me.
Yet, he had to passionately shake my outstretched hand in his.
I feel inexplicably good. "
"You're really a little pervert."
"Thank you for the compliment."
Kakashi sighed. He watched me, who was becoming more and more normal, or more and more strange. Eero couldn't see me around the corner. He put out his cigarette, stuffed the butt into the corner of the drain, and patted his butt as he went to the kitchen.
As expected, there was already Naruto's leftover toast and jam on the cupboard. But Naruto was still standing in front of the stove.
"Go to the fridge and get two oranges to press," Naruto ordered.
"Alright." With a piece of toast in his mouth, Kakashi opened the refrigerator and took out the last two oranges from the empty freezer. He washed them, cut them in half, and pressed the juicer. "Isn't there only bread and jam left? What are you cooking? "
"Actually, there's still half a catty of noodles and half a head of cabbage. If you crack an egg, it'll be just enough for Dad." Naruto skillfully knocked an egg on the edge of the pot. "I still have an early task today. When my father wakes up later, you'll be responsible for watching him eat everything."
"Alright." Kakashi nodded again. He put down the juice and threw away the peel. Then, he took out a few walnuts from the cabinet. After a moment of hesitation, he continued to smash them.
"You're not smashing walnuts again, are you?" Naruto's hand suddenly shook. "To be honest, I'm getting sick of it. I've been carefully reading the recipes requested by the hospital these past few days. There are so many kinds of nuts in the world. Let's not just focus on walnuts, okay? It's just that I've been writing so much that I'm about to throw up. "
"The problem is that I don't know what your dad eats to stop his stomachache. It's rare to find something that he can eat often." Kakashi was fine. Anyway, his anger from the last physical examination had not subsided. Even if he used walnuts to disgust people, it wouldn't be worse.
"What I mean is, can't we try something else?" Naruto turned off the fire and scooped out the noodles. "Dou told me not to let him eat anything in the past few months because he was nourishing his stomach. It seems that he's fine now. When you have time, you can ask him if he can eat something else, like almonds, thunderbolts, pistachios, and so on. Eat less. If it hurts, don't eat it. "
"Almonds can be considered, but thunderbolts and pistachios, what the hell are those?"
"Overseas food. It's a specialty from a small island in the Water Country. Recently, it's been listed in the National Capital Market. My classmates in the field brought it back. "
"Well, recently, there have been a lot of strange things coming to the Fire Country." Kakashi wrote down the names on a piece of paper. He was going to see who in the guards had recently gone on a business trip to the National Capital.
Naruto saw that Kakashi had already written it down, so he ignored him. He took off his apron, washed his hands, and prepared to go out. "Kakashi, don't forget to wash the pot later."
"Okay." Kakashi decided to wash it now, but when he saw the thick paste of noodles stuck to the bottom of the pot, and the dried vegetables that had hardened by the frying pan, he couldn't help but grimace. "Genin Naruto, you can go in peace!"
Naruto looked at Kakashi's strange face, looked at his watch, and silently said, "I'm a mature man who wants to become a great ninja. Pranks are not suitable for me, not suitable." After repeating it three times, he could finally wave goodbye to Kakashi. "Don't forget to ask."
Kakashi, who was completely unaware that he had escaped by luck, could only put on his apron, roll up his sleeves, and work hard to wash the pot. He really should consult a medical ninja about Naruto's new diet. But, compared to Yaoshi Dou, he still felt that Mute was more reliable.
He just didn't know if Mute Kato had time to receive Kakashi.
Konoha Hospital. It was far from 8 in the morning.
Mute Kato was still on the morning shift today. And she had already received a lot of patients. For example, muscle cramps from morning training, young couples quarreling in the middle of the night, and unlucky people who got drunk. It was even busier than the emergency department! But this wasn't the emergency department. Mute Kato drank a mouthful of warm oatmeal milk, looked up at the red print on the door curtain of the office – Outpatient, and secretly sighed.
"Dang dang dang – Mute Jonin?"
“
As soon as her voice fell, Mute saw her colleague coming out from behind the door curtain.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"No, no, you're the one who's working hard. I'm always troubling senpai to take the morning shift. " Yes, this polite young doctor is Haku Yuuki, who has successfully passed the examination period of Konoha and was awarded the Tokubetsu Jonin Headband. Haku Yuuki, the former traitor of the Water Country, Ghost Zabuza's subordinate, and the current patrol captain of the Internal Security Division.
However, Mute, who just returned to Konoha, didn't seem to understand the gender of this person, so she naturally made an invitation unique to female colleagues. "I want to go shopping in the afternoon. I heard that several boutiques specializing in foreign goods have opened on the shopping street, do you want to come?"
"Of course, your bargaining skills are simply admirable." Bai, who did not realize that his gender had been mistaken, replied without any hesitation, "But I can't do it today. Let's do it tomorrow. I have to work overtime for a colleague in the inpatient area in the afternoon. There's a very troublesome patient there."
"Ah, what a pity." Mute took off her white coat and began to fold it neatly, but whether it's a woman's natural curiosity or her addiction to professional skills over the years, she couldn't help but want to take a look at the inpatient area, because after Naruto's medical examination last time, she hasn't been able to take a step there. More importantly, it's unlikely to attract the disciplinary department. "Well, the troublesome patient, is it some kind of difficult disease that I haven't seen before?"
"Of course not, difficult diseases will be sent to the research institute of Yakushi Jonin." Haku also took off his coat and put on his white coat. Even though he was obviously a latecomer, he still openly introduced the situation in the tone of a senior, "The new patient is just an ordinary elderly patient. Originally, according to the rules of Konoha Hospital, we shouldn't accept this kind of patient who simply fell down because of old age, Konoha's finances also wouldn't allow the precious public medical resources to be occupied by meaningless treatment for a long time. But the patient was personally sent by Sandaime-sama. So, as you know, we don't usually have this kind of arrangement, so we don't have enough manpower. "
"Is that so." Mute frowned, "It's indeed very troublesome. But I think Sandaime-sama shouldn't make things too difficult for the hospital. "
"But." Haku couldn't bear to say, "Although rules are rules, the reason is also the same. But … Sandaime-sama seems to have a deep relationship with that patient. As for empathizing … In short, I can't recommend giving up the treatment, at least I can't say it. "
"So, Yaoshi Dou also didn't raise any objections to the treatment?" Although Mute knew that the sly Dou would definitely not easily offend Sandaime-sama, she still wanted to ask.
"Yes." Haku sighed, "Although this is not fair to those patients and their families who had previously reluctantly given up. But after all, it's Sandaime-sama. The other seniors also said that it's rare that Sandaime-sama needs us for something. Moreover, thanks to Sandaime-sama's blessing, Konoha Hospital now at least doesn't lack money and supplies. In terms of manpower, it's okay to work overtime. "
"Then it sounds like Dou isn't afraid of making an exception."
"How can he not be afraid? The previous medical director took the blame and resigned like this." Haku suddenly called out softly, "I seem to have said a lot of things that I shouldn't say. Sorry, although there's nothing that can't be said to others, please don't spread the news about the inpatient department. Sandaime-sama has already worked very hard. "
"Don't worry, I won't say anything." Mute, who had already changed her clothes, smiled, waved, and walked out of the door. In fact, after satisfying her curiosity, she was no longer interested in this matter. Although there was a moment when she was tempted to see some young people who always pretended to be "innocent and kind" make a fool of themselves.
But young people weren't the only ones in Konoha.
Konoha, the Fire Nation
Naruto Building
After a while, it was afternoon again.
Sandaime-sama, Naruto Sarutobi, had just come out of Konoha Hospital. He walked straight to his former office as if it had been a long time since he last saw him. Then, he knocked on the door. Yes, he knocked on the door today. He only went in when he heard Naruto, the head of Four Generations, asking him to come in. Moreover, when he saw Watergate, who had his head lowered and ignored him, he didn't slam the table like he usually did. That was because he did have a request today, and he didn't have the right to do so.
"What's the matter?" The current owner of the office seemed to be a little busy.
"Watergate, you've worked hard." However, the former Naruto still hoped to get a greeting.
"It's okay." The current Naruto insisted on going straight to the point. "Sandaime-sama, please say what you want to say."
"Ah." Hiruzen, who wasn't prepared for a direct conversation, quickly organized his words in his mind. For example, his housekeeper, as his disciple said, accidentally fell on a morning with dew and never opened his eyes again. Fortunately, he was still alive. Therefore, as the Third Generation Naruto, he hoped that the former ninja could get better as soon as possible with the efforts of Konoha Hospital. But Sarutobi knew that his willful request was really unreasonable. Meaningless hope meant that there was no point in saving him. It had nothing to do with a person's contribution. Moreover, Sarutobi wouldn't forget that even if he was a ninja who had contributed a lot to Konoha, it wasn't like he didn't commit suicide for the sake of Konoha's future. War was so cruel. But Sarutobi also knew very well that whether it was during wartime or relatively prosperous peacetime, Naruto, who stood at the peak of power, could do something unreasonable. In fact, it was very simple, as long as he changed his words, it would be enough.
"But, what exactly do you want to say?" The current Naruto couldn't wait for his predecessor's words, so he was a little impatient. "If you have something to say, please say it. If it's really difficult to say it, you can choose to give me a reasonable report, or not say it."
The Third Generation Head sighed, but he still spoke his mind.
"I just came to ask, Danzō, he developed a drug at that time. The hospital said that you ordered it to be sealed. "
"Oh. There are many drugs with the same effect, there's no need to invest precious manpower and material resources for a failed experiment. " Watergate looked at the old man in front of him. Red and brown age spots and deep wrinkles piled up on the dry skin of his cheeks, but the pair of eyes that were still full of vigor and the upright posture also told Watergate. "You don't seem to have reached the point where you need to use that drug."
"Someone else needs it."
"Any fruit knife can have the same effect." The Fourth Generation Naruto tapped the table with the tip of his pen, "If you're afraid of pain, there are plenty of sleeping pills and painkillers."
"No, it's not the drug that Danzō used to make his death more comfortable." The Third Generation sighed, gritted his teeth, and said, "It's the drug that allowed him to live for a few more months."
"I don't remember Danzō having that kind of thing." Yondaime-sama also sighed. "Forget it, with your level of secrecy in Konoha, there's nothing you can't find out, but it seems that your source of information is not very accurate. In fact, they are a kind of medicine."
"…"
Watergate looked at the frowning Third Generation and couldn't help but smile, "Yes, it's just a drug, it's just a matter of dosage."
"Is that so."
"Moreover, even Danzo only knows how much of a dose it can kill and save lives. I don't think Danzō -senpai is interested in researching drugs other than poison. "
"But that poison allowed him to live for a few more months."
"But Danzō still died."
"I understand." The Third Generation continued to sigh, "But don't you think that since so much manpower and material resources have been spent on the development, it's rare to see a good result. It's not good to waste it. Antibiotics and cell replication technology were all accidentally discovered, right? Medical Ninjutsu has never been omnipotent. Cold, fever, and blood pressure can only be reduced by taking medicine. "
"Konoha Hospital is finally on the right track again. I hope that those young people can blossom and bear fruit, and not be driven out of Konoha because of human experiments."
"Clinical drug experiments and sinful human experiments are never the same thing." The Third Generation took out his pipe, but he didn't light it. "Otherwise, you wouldn't have kept Orochimaru's experimental data and handed it to Dou. Dou also has a laboratory, doesn't he?"
Watergate hesitated for a few seconds, "Konoha Medical System does have a procedure for clinical drug experiments, but it requires the person to apply for it in person."
"He can't come. But he's my butler, the servant of the Sarutobi family. As the head of the family, I still have the final say. "
"Oh, then you'll sign it." Watergate looked at Naruto, who lowered his head and didn't speak, sighed, took out a small scroll from the drawer, and then spread it on the table, "Just write the name of the Third Generation Naruto Sarutobi family servant. What's the name of the old butler? Anyway, that's what it means. "
"No ninja number, no name, he's the Sarutobi family's kamikaze." The Third Generation stepped forward, glanced at the front of the agreement, then grabbed a pen and neatly wrote "Sarutobi" at the end of the list of names, and then walked out. He felt that when he turned out of the dark corridor, the Shadow Guard returned to their original position like the wind, just like when he came in. They were indeed more agile than his guards in the past.
Naruto's office.
The alert Captain of the Shadow Guard, Uchiha Itachi, once again turned into a spinning top spinning in the document. The Fourth Generation Naruto, who was spinning the pen and drinking water, looked at his subordinate's wooden face and gave up the idea of disturbing the little devil's work. He sighed, drank some water, picked up the phone and called Yaoshi Dou. "Dou, the Third Generation really came to me. I also asked him to sign. You can do whatever you want."
"Yes, Sir."
"Then that's it." Naruto hung up the phone and continued to spin the pen and drink water. He suddenly realized that he should prepare a gift in advance for the old man he had no impression of. Although Naruto didn't have the reason to participate in other family's memorial service. But after all, he was the former Naruto's butler. Since he died, it's okay to give him a gift. "But how much should I give? Funerals are really annoying, aren't they, Itachi? "
But according to the mysterious "Kakashi Regulations" of the Anbu, Naruto's strange words didn't matter. Itachi still minded his own business.
The Hokage had no choice but to continue drinking water, but even after drinking a cup of water, the rest time he was asked to take was still not over. So, he poured another cup of water, stood up, and looked outside the window.
At this time, the sun was shining outside the window. The entire Konoha was within the range of his Kage level Ninja's vision. Traveling merchants, housewives going out to buy groceries, patrolling Anbu, and Genin doing all kinds of boring work. He could also see the children in the Konoha School's playground, as well as a few ruins that were surrounded and waiting to be demolished. Of course, there was also the New Naruto Building that stood proudly in the center of Konoha.
He was in a good mood.
Watergate put down the cup, turned around, and sat down to continue working. He gave his blessings as he signed everywhere. He wished that the loyal servant of the Sarutobi family would at least live past the 15th of this month.
Blessings should be given to the faithful.
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