As expected, he had been in a high position for a long time,
Whoever disobeyed his wishes,
He would look at whoever seemed to be rebelling. Our Naruto warned himself,
He clearly hated this kind of boss the most, always suspecting the people below him,
Not only did he scare himself,
In the end, he was reduced to being alone,
It was really unwise. However, now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to think too much.
Because three days after three days..,
Three days after three days..,
If he hadn't slept before, he could be sure that today was the afternoon of January 16th,
There were twelve months in a year, and half a month was one-twenty-fourth! He was still trapped in this lousy place called coordinate KBS, IPO, 007!
Eating was controlled by others,
Sleeping was controlled by others, taking a bath and going to the toilet was controlled by others, all day long, he couldn't do this or that... even Kina didn't control him like this!
Well, being strictly supervised did make his body recover very quickly.
But the official documents were obviously filtered - they were all good things, how could it be possible; the information was also filtered - there was no bad news, how could it be possible; even the photos of Naruto sent from the border were the same - no matter how silly his son was, it was impossible for all of them to be happy and grinning! Not to mention that he was cultivating with Jiraiya -sensei,
That was the fierce Sannin Jiraiya,
Not the Ninja School's homeroom teacher, Kaiye Iruka! He didn't believe that a little monkey like Naruto hadn't even had his skin broken in half a month.
In short..,
Our Naruto no longer felt that he was going to be under house arrest,
But that he was already under house arrest.
"Kakashi, you're not really going to lock teacher up for the rest of his life, are you?" Watergate stretched his legs on the armrest of the sofa as he chewed on the hot sugar-fried chestnuts.
Kakashi glanced sideways at his teacher, who was leaning on the sofa reading a novel, eating snacks, and listening to music. He wiped his hands that had just finished peeling the chestnuts, "I didn't seal your Chakra, and I didn't bind your hands. You just need to gently make a seal, and the world is so big, you can go anywhere."
But from here to Thor to Konoha, you need to jump at least three times. With your current level, Kakashi, and your teacher's physical condition, the probability of being caught is as high as 70%! Of course, it wasn't a big deal to be caught. After all, it was normal for a forty-year-old ninja who had just recovered from an illness to be unable to defeat someone who was in his prime, at his peak, and extremely familiar with his opponent's moves … Minato sighed. He just didn't want to admit it so easily. At least, it wasn't the time to admit it yet.
Kakashi also sighed and squatted down to massage his teacher's leg. His Sensei has always been prone to swollen feet. He used to think that Hokage was a job that required a long period of sitting. But now, even without the medical ninja's reminder, he understood that it was probably a circulatory problem caused by his damaged internal organs. "Are you feeling better?"
Watergate flipped through the pages of his novel without saying a word. Kakashi's massage technique was improving rapidly. Just like how he was unable to resist the temptation of snacks when faced with the tasteless patient's meal, his weather-beaten body was unable to resist any form of comfort.
Naruto felt that he had been spoiled by Kakashi. He had to tell the truth. Even if he was locked up and had no freedom, as long as he could overcome the slight doubt and discomfort in his heart, as well as the regret of not having his son by his side, his life of being a rice worm wasn't as difficult as he imagined.
Kakashi, on the other hand, was eager for his teacher to be unable to adapt to being busy. He didn't care if Naruto was Naruto or not. He only wanted his teacher to live a long life. Even if he couldn't... at least he could live a good life. He didn't want his teacher to act like he had committed a heinous crime after a few days of comfortable leisure. "Sensei, don't always eat chestnuts."
Watergate flipped through the pages of his book and began to pick and choose from the huge fruit bowl. He began to gnaw on dried mangoes. He sighed. Humans were really a species that needed to be strictly controlled. Take him as an example. It was rare for him to relax a little, but he fell as fast as jumping off a building. He seriously doubted that if he delayed for a few more days, after he got used to all kinds of comforts... he wasn't sure if he would have the courage to sit in that hard chair in Naruto's office for the whole day.
Kakashi finished massaging his calves and knees, then his thighs. "Sensei, do you want to do a foot massage?"
"No, it hurts."
"I'll be gentler this time."
Watergate had already taken back his foot. "Kakashi, it's enough to do these things once in a while. I removed your position as the head of the secret forces and let you leave Konoha. In addition to giving an explanation to Mikoto -san, the main purpose was to give you time to do special training. But tell me yourself, how much energy do you have for training now?"
"I thought my duty now was to be a candidate for Naruto."
"One of them." Watergate continued to flip through the book. "And the candidate for Naruto needs more improvement."
Kakashi helped his teacher pull down his trousers and covered his knees with the thin blanket. "Wait until you feel better."
It wouldn't make much of a difference even if he waited any longer. Your teacher … Minato swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue. The matters of the father's generation should be left to the father's generation, and the matters of the children and grandchildren should be left to the children and grandchildren. Revenge breeds revenge. When would it end?
"Mute said you'd better rest for a few more days."
But a few more days wouldn't make much of a difference! Watergate was a little anxious. He put on his shoes and stood up. "Then let's have Yaoshi Dou come."
"Doudou is busy with his laboratory." Kakashi picked up the blanket and chased after him. "Didn't you call Mute back because Doudou was busy with something else?"
Watergate glared at Kakashi.
Kakashi ignored him.
Watergate sighed. "Konoha and the Fire Country do listen to Naruto, but teacher, this Naruto can make everyone listen to me. It's not because I'm Naruto, but because..."
Kakashi interrupted Watergate. "Genma said he can hold on for a few more days."
"It's because I can lead everyone to victory." Watergate wasn't affected by Kakashi's words. "I know you're worried about my health, but I'm really fine. It's just that I'm too tired and my immune system is too weak. Or maybe I'm old, so my recovery is slower. First of all, I'm not a Kekkei, so I don't have any hereditary diseases. Second of all, I haven't suffered any fatal injuries. "
"Yeah." Kakashi bit his lip and took a deep breath, holding back the Chakra that was trying to gush out of his body. "Ah, teacher, do you feel comfortable living here? Why don't we buy this place from Uchiha? Itachi wouldn't dare not sell it. "
"Kakashi!"
Kakashi clenched his fists.
Watergate also clenched his fists. "Hatake Kakashi, organize the information and documents that Chief of Staff Huo Xuanmen gave me. I want to see them."
"I've already shown them to you."
"Genma asked me something, but I didn't see it in the documents you gave me."
"Don't try to fool me. Your Thor's communicator is with me. How did you contact him? He doesn't know the coordinates of this place."
Watergate couldn't help but feel frustrated. He drew the curtains, opened the window, and shouted at Dingzhuo who was roasting a rabbit leg under the wall, "Are my sweet potatoes ready?!"
Dingzhuo shrugged, put down the roasted rabbit leg, dug out the sweet potatoes from the fire, wrapped them with a few leaves and handed them to Watergate. "Don't open the window so wide. It's cold."
"Sagittarius!" Watergate was angry. "I'm not a porcelain doll!"
"Say that when you don't need to take medicine." Dingzhuo squatted down and continued roasting the rabbit.
Kakashi hurriedly closed the window.
Watergate was even more frustrated. He slammed the roasted sweet potatoes on the table, grabbed the blanket, took off his shoes, and got into bed. "I want to sleep!"
"Okay." Kakashi licked the blood under his mask, tucked Sensei in, adjusted the air conditioner, and pulled a chair to sit next to him. "Want to listen to a story?"
"No!" Watergate gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. "Call me for dinner."
Kakashi took a towel and carefully wiped the sweet potato residue off Sensei's hands. He silently made a "V" sign. He knew that Sensei was angry, but the worst Sensei could do was give him a beating.
Dingzhuo, who was outside the window, also retracted his ears. He took out his Thor communicator, took out an ear pick, and carefully poked at the small button. He was sweating profusely when he finally finished poking, and only then did he flip the roasted rabbit twice. The rabbit was quite charred, but Dingzhuo was still smiling with satisfaction. Although he still had doubts about To Micro's idea, only Kakashi could slightly restrain Captain Watergate.
Yes, he wasn't smart enough, and he couldn't speak any great principles, but he firmly believed that good people deserved good endings. Bo Fung Watergate had done enough for them and for Konoha. It was time for him to plan for himself.
Almost immediately.
Fire Nation, Konoha Naruto Building
Chief of Staff's Office
Aoha Yamashiro jumped in through the window.
Huo Xuanmen looked at Aoha, who was lying on the black sofa, and then at the dust falling from the window frame. He sighed softly. Perhaps his former teammate had been free and unrestrained for too long. Standing there, he looked like a smart and capable person. But once he relaxed, he was as lazy as Kakashi. "Don't jump out of the window next time. This house has been through a lot. It can't stand the torment."
"If not the window, should I go through the door? There are a lot of people outside your door. "Aoha stretched.
Genma slapped the table.
"What?"
"Have some chemistry." Genma rubbed his eyebrows. "Leave your Thor mark."
"..." Aoha adjusted his sunglasses and looked at Genma with an expression that said, "Are you stupid?"
"What's wrong?" Genma looked up.
"How long have you not slept?" Aoha continued to stretch.
Genma frowned and took out a small mirror. "I should have covered my dark circles well."
Aoha sighed. "If you were awake, why would you let me leave Thor in the Chief of Staff's Office?"
"Huh?"
"These are all documents sent by various departments. There is no lack of classified information."
"Yes."
"What if I lose something? How can I explain myself?" Aoha squinted.
"Then you should climb out of the window." Genma shook his head and continued to flip through the documents.
"Hey." Aoha was speechless.
After a while, Genma looked up. "What's up?"
Aoha couldn't help but kick the desk. "Wake up first."
Genma continued to frown. "I'm very busy."
"Serious business."
Genma blinked. "What serious business can a person who laughs every day when he sees the crow bullying the Swift Eagle have? Childish."
"..." Don't expose someone's shortcomings.
"I'm just telling the truth."
Aoha got up and grabbed Genma's shoulder. In the end, he put down his hand and found a towel to pour hot water. He wrung it dry and patted it on Genma's face. "To Micro, Sir asked me to tell you that Sir Dingzhuo sent him a message saying that Kakashi has successfully delayed Sir Four Generations for another day."
Genma was even more confused by Aoha's words. He wiped his face and yawned.
"Genma, wake up. Did you hear what I said just now?"
"I heard you. Sir Four Generations has another day of rest. Oh yeah."
"Then how many more days can you last here?"
Genma pinched his thigh and blinked. He wanted to say that official business was fine and that he and Shisui could sleep less. But when the meeting started, Sandaime and Shikaku Nara kept asking when Four Generations would come back... Oh, not only did Sandaime come back, but he also brought a troublesome female ninja, Temari from the Sand! She said that she was coming to take over the current Kazekage, Eero's previous job. But that chick couldn't solve the conflict between the Sand and Konoha Ninjas! She loved to stir up trouble! One-third of his current workload was thanks to that chick!
"Hey, Genma!"
"I can still hold on for another three to five days." Genma waved his towel. "Please rest assured."
"As if we can rest assured." Aoha Yamashiro pulled Genma over and pressed him on the sofa. "No, you have to sleep. Don't collapse before Four Generations."
"I'm fine."
"Good thing you have a fox's tail!" Qing Ye really wanted to chop Xuan Jian unconscious with his blade. But before he could chop him, he heard Genma's snoring.
Aoha was speechless. He dug out a dirty military blanket and covered Genma with it. Then he peeked at the busy staff outside. He gently closed the door, took out Thor's communicator, and pressed Aburame To Micro's ninja number.
"Beep beep beep."
Security Minister's Office
To Micro pulled out the communicator from the messy desk. "What's wrong?"
"Genma can't take it anymore." Aoha pulled out a tissue and covered Genma's face, but he still couldn't stop his snoring. "He's as sleepy as a dead dog."
To Micro frowned. "Okay, I got it. I'll think of something with Dingzhuo."
"Don't hang up yet! What do you want me to do? "
"Do what you need to do."
Aoha rolled his eyes and hung up. He originally wanted to pass the message to Genma and take a nap on the sofa. Then … Aoha pushed Genma to the side and curled up on the sofa to sleep.
And there was only one door between them.
General Staff Office's Office
No one noticed that at the work desk closest to the door of the General Staff Office, the Chunin with the longest service in the General Staff Office did not go home directly after work. Instead, he went out and met the Third Generation Leader Naruto. They even happily welcomed the sunset together.
"The sunset is so beautiful."
The sky gradually darkened. The candlelight flickered in the cold winter wind. There were no stars.
Konoha, Land of Fire, Sarutobi's residence, Sarutobi's living room.
Sarutobi and Mito Pyloritis sat opposite each other and drank. There was a steaming hot pot between them.
Mito Pyloritis wiped his foggy glasses.
Sarutobi knocked on the copper hot pot. "I heard that Watergate is almost back."
"Ah, good news. It's really worth a drink." Mito Pyloritis picked up a piece of mushroom and drank a glass of wine. "Watergate has been through a lot in the past two years. It's not easy to seize the opportunity to rest for a few days."
"He had a cold and rested for half a month. He didn't go to the National capital meeting, and he didn't come to the Jonin Tournament at the beginning of the year. There are so many things piled up." Hiruzen picked up a piece of veal. "And Watergate was seriously injured before. Tsunade has long concluded that with that kind of injury, even if cured, he won't live long."
Pyloritis frowned. "What do you mean?"
"Last year Fugaku, Four Generations of Kazekage, weren't they all in their 40s?"
Pyloritis put down his chopsticks and drank another glass of wine. "Are you telling me that you're concerned about when the child will die?"
Hiruzen also frowned. He felt offended. "What are you talking about!"
"What are you talking about?" Mito Pyloritis gritted his teeth.
Sarutobi took a deep breath. "As the former Elder of Naruto Konoha, and as a responsible person for Konoha, can't I care about the health of the current Naruto? Besides … "
Pyloritis directly interrupted Sarutobi. "You're still thinking about when the child will die!"
Sarutobi really didn't know what was wrong with Pyloritis. "The Elders' Council and the Naruto Advisors exist to help the current Naruto find out what's wrong with the current Naruto! Right now, Watergate's body is obviously deteriorating rapidly. Think about the first Hokage, the second Hokage, and the other Shinobi Villages. What will the sudden death of the current Naruto bring to Konoha? "
"But you're still thinking about when the child will die!" Mito Pyloritis stood up and pointed at Sarutobi's nose. His whole body trembled. He didn't know whether he should regret or be glad that he drank wine today.
Sarutobi took another deep breath. "Pyloritis, listen to me rationally."
"Fuck your rationality!" Mito Pyloritis finally kicked over the hotpot. "Rational, rational, rational! Rational my ass! "
"Mito Pyloritis! I, Sarutobi … "
Pyloritis felt like his whole body was on fire. "What about me, I'll say it for you. I, Sarutobi, have a clear conscience all my life. I have never done anything wrong to the village! That's what you say! "
"But it turns out that I have never done anything wrong to the village."
"Oh, right?" Looking at the righteous Sandaime Naruto, Pyloritis was about to explode. "What about Hatake Maoso! Kina Maelstrom! Orochimaru! What about Shinjitsu Shisui and so on! "
"I have a clear conscience!"
"…" Mito Pyloritis took off his glasses. "What about Konoha Maru's father and mother, your eldest son and daughter-in-law?"
"I have a clear conscience!"
What a cruel word.
…
Night, January 16, 62 Konoha
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