Still in Konoha, September 17, 61
Konoha, the Land of Fire
Naruto Building
In the afternoon
"Meeting." Naruto led the Minister of the Dark into a small conference room.
The participants were Shikaku Nara,
Hinata,
I do not know the secret of fire.
Mito Pyloritis stood up and sat down. Then, he looked straight at the Minister of the Dark behind Naruto — Hey,
That pair of new pants is really new.
Naruto put on a straight face,
He spread out the documents in his hands,
"Now is not the time to laugh.
Someone died. "
"Huh? It can't be that our little Kakashi really killed someone outside, right? "Elder Pyloritis held back his laughter as he took the documents,
And then he was stuck.
"Uchiha Fugaku is critically ill?" Hinata was the next to speak.
"Ah, it can't be considered a critical illness.
It's just that his whole body stiffened again and he lost consciousness. But the hospital did inform me to prepare early. It should be in one or two days. "Naruto sat down," So today's meeting is about the new Minister of the Security Department. "
There was a moment of silence.
"It's indeed a very troublesome matter.
It's so sudden. " Naruto was expressionless, "But Fugaku has announced his retirement for some time. Everyone here is the core of Konoha. I believe that everyone should have thought about or discussed this matter."
There was another moment of silence.
Naruto had no choice but to start calling out names. "Elder Pyloritis?"
"This, should we call the third generation head, the transferred elders, and the mountain elders to attend the meeting together?"
"It's not a vote today." Naruto scratched his eyebrows,
"Of course, it's not a unified idea,
It's just a simple discussion. "
"A discussion?" Pyloritis thought for a moment,
"Ever since the garrison department was reorganized into the security department,
Many of the Uchiha's men have been transferred out, but the Uchiha are still the main force in this department. So, it is a little … too early for that family to accept a non-clansman as their leader. "
"Continue." Naruto took the minutes seriously.
"Although Mikoto Uchiha's Jonin ability is barely enough, she has been a housewife for a long time. She lacks experience. Without Fugaku's support, she may not be able to suppress Uchiha. And for Konoha's internal security, Itachi Jonin is still too young. "
"The main point."
"Can you transfer Sagittarius back from the field first?" Pyloritis hesitated. His instincts told him that it was not very appropriate for him to rashly recommend a candidate, but as a consultant, it was not appropriate for him to not answer Naruto's question. "A field team captain with a lot of experience and great battle achievements will still have some face. And he has indeed been in charge of the field team for a long time. "
Naruto frowned.
"There has never been a shortage of high-level Jonins in the field team. In the past, the boys were too young, but now the older ones should be more mature." Mikoto Pyloritis saw Naruto frowning. He knew what it meant. He was annoyed that he said too much. But since he said it, Pyloritis was not afraid of anything, "The field team can let the boys choose internally. If they are not suitable, we can talk about it."
"I know what you are thinking." Naruto could only tap his pencil and ask the next question. "Hiashi?"
"Uchiha Itachi might not be able to suppress Uchiha, but the new security minister appointed by Naruto himself might not be able to. Similarly, letting Itachi be in charge of the internal security of Konoha might be a stretch, but the new head of Uchiha might not be able to do the same." Hiashi stood up as usual and said everything he knew, "As for the field team, the Chūdō's head captain has been in the field for too long. The sooner he is transferred back to Konoha, the better it will be for him and his descendants. But with all due respect, logistics, internal security, and field team are not in the same field. It is not wise to let a field team do the internal security. "
"Okay, got it." Naruto frowned and gestured for Hiashi to sit down, then pointed at the intelligence minister.
Shikaku rubbed his forehead. To be honest, he had been thinking about this problem since he heard about Fugaku's death in the morning. With the death of a head who did not have time to arrange his funeral, the various factions in the Uchiha family were not willing to submit to each other. It was inevitable that they would make a scene. Coupled with the fact that the Uchiha were both orphaned and widowed, the Uchiha would be able to split the Uchiha in advance. For Konoha, this is like a pie falling from the sky. After several generations of hard work, it's actually going to succeed so easily ~ Of course, this is under the premise that the real cause of Fugaku's death is not mentioned. And from what Elder Pyloritis said, the Sandaime-sama and the others had discussed a lot about how to deal with Uchiha. Otherwise, they would not have an answer so easily. The subordinate Qiu Dao, Ding Zuo, could really think of stirring up a storm. But this was also an opportunity for the Chūdō family. But from what Hinata said, they did not want to stir up trouble. Hinata had always been obedient in front of Watergate. So, did Watergate want to stir up trouble or not? It would be good if they did not stir up trouble. Konoha's security was already full of loopholes. If the security department really messed up, what would happen to the security system? Fugaku did not die of a serious illness.
"Shikaku?"
"I also think it's better to be safe." Shikaku weighed the pros and cons. He felt that it was better to be safe since he was not sure if the others had seen Fugaku's body and autopsy report. "If it's just internal security, even if something goes wrong, it can still be supported. But if the field team is involved, it will be too much."
"That's true. Shikaku, do you support Hinata's idea?"
"Not really."
"Then, do you have anyone to recommend?"
"Not really."
Watergate narrowed his eyes and glared at Shikaku until he lowered his head. Then, he looked at the Huo Xuanmen sitting at the end of the table.
"I firmly support all the decisions of the Four Generations." Genma stood at attention and bowed before sitting down.
Then, there was another period of silence.
"No one said anything in the middle of the meeting." Watergate tapped the few lines of minutes in his hand. "There's never a perfect solution to anything. And the essence of a meeting is to tinker with the limited time and plan. So, what's the meaning of your silence? You're only giving me suggestions and letting me handle the rest? I don't have any objections. But don't wait until I give an order that you don't like before saying that I want to have the final say. "
Now, no one dared to say anything.
Shikaku looked at Mito Pyloritis and Hinata who had their heads lowered. Then, he looked at the Huo Xuanmen who wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth. Then, he looked at Bo Fung Watergate who was obviously in a bad mood as he twirled his pencil. Then, his eyes silently swept to Kakashi, who was the telephone pole.
"Don't look at him." Naruto didn't feel the need for a disciple to adjust the atmosphere of the meeting. "The Dark Group is the Dark Group under Naruto. He's not qualified to express his opinion on the top personnel changes in a high-level meeting."
"Uhh." The Intelligence Minister who had a lot of information was stunned by Naruto's words.
But the elder who loved the younger generation and had very little information didn't care about anything else. "Look at what you're saying. One person's IQ is low, many people's IQ is high. It's a meeting, and everyone here is on the same side. "
"Yes, yes, it's a meeting." Genma also received Pyloritis's gaze and quickly stood up to take the thermos. "Would you like some tea?"
"Put it down." Naruto still didn't appreciate it. "Huo Xuanmen, how many times have I told you …"
"I know I'm wrong." Genma rushed to answer.
"You know you're wrong? Then what's that in your hand! Listen to what kind of bullsh * t answer you just gave me. Firmly support all my decisions. Naruto's dog, the Dark Group is enough. Otherwise, you might as well come back and continue to be my Dark Group! "
Genma didn't dare to answer this time. He blinked and quickly stuffed the thermos back to Kakashi. Why is he so angry today? He's still angry after beating you up.
Kakashi put the thermos back to the corner far away. You'd better focus on flattering him first.
"You two, stop winking at each other." Watergate clenched the meeting minutes in his hand and took a deep breath. "Forget it, let's adjourn first. Everyone, take the time to think about it. Discuss it with the people around you. Later, give me a formal report according to your department. A formal, written report. Give it to me alone, as soon as possible.
Hurry up. "" Yes. "Genma opened the door and sent him away. He closed the door a little trembling." Sir? "
"Slap."
Genma only felt a thick folder falling on his face. It was painful, but Kakashi was also there. It was a little embarrassing.
"You know why I hit you."
"I'll pay attention next time."
"Slap."
"It won't happen again."
"Ha."
"…"
"Think carefully. Why did I support you to be the Chief of Staff?" Watergate sighed. "Sigh, I shouldn't have had high hopes for you from the beginning.
Genma raised his head abruptly. Kakashi was the only one left in the room.
Kakashi took the folder from Genma's mouth and smoothed it out. "He's been in a bad mood these days. Tell the brothers to pay attention to him."
"It's my honor to be the punching bag for Four Generations." Genma bit his Senbō.
"Do you have any shame?"
"It's better than him sulking." Genma resisted the urge to spit on Kakashi's face. He clenched his fists and then released them. "Tell me honestly. What did you do to provoke him this afternoon?"
"Nothing."
"Is he willing to hit you with a belt?"
"Maybe?" Kakashi walked to the door. "After all, the head of the Uchiha family is a good friend."
"Then did you say something wrong? You and Uchiha Fugaku have never been on good terms — no, no. " Genma grabbed Kakashi's sleeve. "He wouldn't do it for Uchiha. To him, the only person more important than you in all of Konoha is Naruto — hey, you won't."
"Forget it. Actually, it doesn't matter if I tell you. Remember to keep it a secret." Kakashi didn't break free. Instead, he leaned closer to Genma and whispered in his ear. "Uchiha Fugaku is not critically ill. He died early this morning. He died an unnatural death."
"…"
"You don't believe me?"
At the same time, several people walked out of the small meeting room and were whispering.
"Do you want to go to the hospital for a visit? Mito Pyloritis, who was walking in the middle, asked the people around him.
"I'm not close to Uchiha." Pyloritis got the same answer.
"After all, we've worked together for a long time. It's polite to take a look."
"I'm busy." Two people said in unison.
"None of you will grow up." Elder Pyloritis watched the two Konoha's top officials leave. He sighed and took out the documents from the meeting just now. In the thin folder, there was a summary of Uchiha Fugaku's condition, a notice of critical illness, and a request for leave from Naruto. Yes, a request for leave. The top officials of Konoha, including Naruto, would automatically become members of the Elder Council after retirement. However, this didn't mean that the Konoha Elder Council was a shelter for retired officials. Its function was to provide the current Naruto with intellectual support and effective supervision. Even if their daily activities were indeed to act as mascots and organize funerals — hopefully, the Elder Council was still alive when the Fifth Generation took office.
"This is ridiculous. I'm already so old, and I still have to organize funerals for young people every day." Pyloritis slammed open the door of the Elder Council's office, put the documents in his hand into the filing cabinet, and locked it. Then, he watered the cactus and Can't Die, wiped the dusty chair, opened the drawer, took out his wallet, and left. He first had to go to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of little daisies that weren't too expensive. Then, he would find Uchiha Fugaku before visiting hours in the inpatient department of Konoha Hospital. Regardless of whether the kid could answer him or not, he had to ask on behalf of Konoha, "Fugaku, what do you want to bury under the Memorial Tablet? Do you want to engrave your name with your former comrades, or leave an empty space for Mikoto next to you? Do you want to hold a memorial service under the Memorial Tablet or in your ancestral grave? Do you want to burn your body, bury it, or eat it? Do you have any problems that you need Konoha's help to solve? Don't worry, if the Elder Council can't do it, there's still our wise Fourth Generation leader. "
Inside the Wise Naruto's Office
Knock, knock, knock. Someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
Shikaku Nara placed the documents on the corner of Naruto's desk. "Didn't sleep well last night?"
"Nonsense." Naruto raised his head and continued to look through the documents.
"Where's Kakashi?"
"Didn't you wait for Kakashi to go out on business before coming to find me?"
"Ahem," Shikaku saw the cold glint in Naruto's eyes and felt the back of his neck go numb.
"Don't waste my time, Head of Intelligence."
"Yes, Lord Fourth Generation." Shikaku stood at attention. "Your subordinate has a question about the topic of the meeting just now. My lord, what are your thoughts on it?"
"I don't know, that's why I asked." Naruto raised his eyebrows. "Shikaku? Are you really here to ask such an idiotic question? "
Shikaku looked to his left and right and shook his head.
Watergate sighed and waved his hand. "Alright, there's only the two of us left. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Other than me, who else did you call this morning?" Shikaku was still carefully hinting.
"Only you. I thought you understood what I meant."
Shikaku frowned. Of course he understood. Other than him being a trusted subordinate, the sudden incident in Konoha would have caused the Intelligence Department to be able to uncover part of the truth from the clues, no matter how well hidden the Anbu was. Therefore, pulling the Head of Intelligence into the water at the first possible moment would help them to find out the truth. "But."
"But?" Naruto also frowned.
It wasn't until Shikaku felt his sternocleidomastoid muscles stiffening that he realized he should say something to facilitate the conversation. But he still didn't say anything. He admitted that ever since the Golden Flash became the leader of the Four Generations, Naruto, he could never be like Fugaku, treating Naruto as Naruto and Bo Fung Watergate as Bo Fung Watergate.
"Shikaku?" So in order to continue the conversation, Watergate could only take the initiative to give his subordinate an excuse. "Do you know why I was the only one who survived and became the Golden Flash when everyone went to the battlefield together?"
"…"
"In other words, the fundamental reason why Danzō wasn't able to become the next Naruto even though he was more daring and capable than the Third Generation." Watergate laughed. "Because the only flaw of you guys is that you like to think too much."
"…"
"Of course it's not wrong to think more. Don't fight an unprepared war. But if you prepare for war, others prepare for war too. When you're ready, maybe someone else is better prepared than you. "
"So?" Shikaku looked at Naruto's expression and continued to be cautious.
"So don't waste your brain cells for nothing. Just do things that are harmless to you." Watergate winked at Shikaku. "You just need to know that I've always trusted you, and at the same time, I believe that you trust me. That's enough. It's really enough."
Shikaku was blinked at by Naruto, and even the scar on his forehead was numb. He paused for a moment and said, "Sorry, sir, but …"
"Don't stutter!" Watergate put down the pen a little heavily. "I think you can see how bad my mood is today."
"Sorry, I'm just a little worried."
"Okay, I'm just in a bad mood. I won't lose control of my emotions. Don't worry. If I want to be accused of being emotional, I'll ask for leave and go to the hospital to face the wall. You don't have to worry about Dingzhuo. He was in my team for the longest time. I won't cheat him. "Watergate picked up the pen again and said quickly," What else do you have to worry about? "
Shikaku raised his head so that Watergate could see his face clearly. "There is indeed one more thing that needs to be clarified."
"What is it?" Watergate put down the pen again.
Shikaku reached out and suddenly grabbed Watergate's wrist.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Shikaku felt that his back was wet and cold. He was a little regretful, but he didn't let go. Between getting the premise wrong and getting the whole reasoning wrong and asking for forgiveness from Naruto, who had a good view of the overall situation and valued feelings, the latter was less destructive.
"Goosebumps all over my body."
"Sorry to offend you." Shikaku lit up a small ball of Chakra.
Watergate finally remembered to slap Shikaku's hand away. "Shikaku Nara, I don't understand!"
"Don't be angry." Shikaku didn't extinguish the Chakra. "Reach out your other hand."
"Okay, I understand what you mean. You suspect that I killed Fugaku? I admit that if I can't live longer than Fugaku, I'll definitely kill him before I die. Otherwise, a young fifth generation won't be able to deal with that treacherous and thick-skinned guy. But the tea I drank was never poisoned! "
"Hand, Watergate."
"Okay." Watergate looked at his subordinate's insistence and finally reached out his arm. "I've been sick a lot in the past few years, and it seems that I'm a little past my prime. But my health isn't so bad that I need Fugaku to be loyal to Konoha so quickly."
Shikaku silently pressed Watergate's pulse. As the green Chakra flickered again, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. "How's your stomach disease?"
"It doesn't hurt even when I'm so angry that my lungs are about to explode. Does that mean I've recovered?" Watergate tried to take a deep breath.
"Then try my deer antler later." Shikaku put down his hand. "You won't be able to drink ginseng tea for a while, but you still need to replenish yourself."
Bad things don't always turn into good things.
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