At this time in Konoha.
It was only ten minutes past midnight.
Naruto went down to Naruto's office.
The lights were still on.
In fact, Bo Fung Watergate took a shower and brushed his teeth after dinner.
He went back to the lounge early. The newly changed pillow and quilt smelled of clean soap.
It was soft and warm and comfortable, but he still forced himself to stay awake until Dingzhuo came home from work.
Shisui came in with a pile of documents.
"How about giving me a sleeping pill?"
Shisui didn't answer.
He took the small bedside lamp and put it on the coffee table in the corner.
He dimmed the light. His job tonight was to sort out the documents that Naruto needed tomorrow. Obviously,
Sagittarius, who was on duty in the office during the day, was not good at this.
"Be careful not to go blind." Watergate finally lifted the quilt and sat up.
"It's because the lights are on that you can't sleep." Shisui helped Watergate put on his coat. "Sir,
I'm not stupid. "
"I only turned it on because I heard you coming." Watergate mumbled and was even less sleepy. "If you don't have any sleeping pills, give me a cup of warm milk."
Shisui snapped his fingers, and Aoha Yamashiro appeared.
Watergate smiled. "I remember that you don't really know each other.
It seems that you get along very well. "
"No, not at all." Aoha Yamashiro rolled his eyes behind his sunglasses. He was a senior of Naruto's guards, a great senior! However, according to the rules, if he wanted to stand guard for Naruto again, he had to be temporarily assigned to Shisui. He also had to borrow Kakashi's Black Ops uniform and wear Kakashi's dog mask. He didn't even have a chance to collect his equipment.
Shisui wasn't satisfied with Aoha either. On the way back to Konoha, he casually transferred Yamato away.
A subordinate commanding a superior could say that it was an emergency.
But he was so stupid that he couldn't even heat up a cup of milk.
"Special Superior of Mountain City.
Don't waste Chakra. Please use the stove and boil it. "
"Only freshly squeezed milk needs to be boiled and disinfected. This is from the Konoha canteen. It's the kind that can be drunk when you pick it up." Aoha Yamashiro muttered to himself, "I'm happy to do anything for Bo Fung Watergate, anything, including tolerating a lunatic."
Shisui did not care about Aoha's evaluation of him. He only hoped that the Four Generations would be able to drink warm milk. "That still needs to be boiled."
"Milord, you want milk to help you sleep. Do you still want to drink it after boiling it and letting it cool?" Aoha had once misunderstood that the "deceased" Instant Shisui was no longer a member of the Uchiha family. However, blood was still blood. No matter whether he was called a little rabbit or a dead rabbit, he was still an Uchiha when he was annoyed!
Uchiha Shisui agreed with Aoha Yamashiro's idea. "Next time, please prepare the milk before the adults ask for it."
"Who knows when he'll drink it."
"Genma can do it."
"He's not a human, okay? He's Konoha's humanoid calculator number two."
"He's a second form."
Aoha Yamashiro wanted to fight with a real Sharingan. "Don't argue."
Shisui gave Aoha a look of disdain. "You can't beat me."
"I'm an intelligence ninja. I keep a low profile." Aoha passed the cup of warm milk to Watergate. "Four Generations, drink milk."
Watergate felt that something was wrong. "Aoha, can't you add the word 'cow'?"
"Do you want to drink it or not?" Aoha Yamashiro stuffed the cup of milk into Watergate's hands and went out the window again. He would rather be outside with a group of juniors in the cold wind.
Watergate scratched his face and leaned against the headboard to drink the milk. He didn't know if it was the hot milk that made him feel warmer or the warm milk that made him feel more relaxed. Anyway, Watergate was sure that even if Itachi returned to the field, there would be no lack of fun around him. Well, it would be more fun when Yamato came back. Yamato was still a bit young and needed more experience … Forget it, he should comfort him first. Naruto's new captain had messed up his first field mission from beginning to end. If he didn't comfort him, he might not be able to recover.
"Are you sleepy?" Shisui couldn't help but urge Watergate when he saw him empty his mind after a few sips.
"You're so annoying. I was just a little sleepy, but I'm awake when you ask." Watergate pushed the blame to him. "Any news from Yamato?"
Then our Naruto received a folder from Shisui. The folder had the same cover as the curtains in Naruto's bedroom. A bunch of small green frogs, ugly and super cute. And inside, there was a bedtime reading material that Huo Xuanmen had specially arranged for him. Gossip from all over the world, such as which woman in the National Capital beat up her mistress on the street, which ninja in the neighboring ninja village failed a mission because he stepped on dog poop, and so on. Of course, there were also the latest photos of his son, which were personally supervised by the forgotten and bored Yamato. They were exceptionally beautiful. But, "I'm really asking about Yamato."
"In addition to the Anbu and Naruto, there are also a lot of genin working together. Yamato will take at least ten days to half a month to come back. Should we send someone to pick up Naruto?" Shisui didn't think Yamato was worth paying attention to. "Oh, Yamato said that Naruto prepared a birthday present for dad."
"… Your brain cells are beating really fast." Watergate reacted for a few seconds before he finally understood Shisui's logic. Only then did he remember that he was actually really forty years old.
"Don't worry, I'll be the one to pick up Naruto. It won't affect the cake cutting." Aoha couldn't listen anymore. "The chief of staff decided not to let someone go out in the field again."
Shisui said silently, "Kakashi already ordered the cake before he left. He said that Lei Ying was a piece of cake and he'll definitely be back on the 25th."
"…" Watergate raised his head and drank all the milk. "The more he said that, the more I'm sure that Kakashi will be tortured miserably."
"Even if he's beaten into a mummy, it won't prevent him from coming back to attend your birthday party." Aoha took the cup away.
"There's a birthday party?"
"You don't know. Genma probably wants to give you a surprise." Aoha heated up half a glass of water.
Shisui couldn't help but sell Genma out. "Genma started preparing before you left for the border. We're planning to celebrate a little more enthusiastically. Don't be scared when the time comes."
"Aren't we going to have a meal together?" Watergate frowned.
Aoha became serious. "Celebrating an important anniversary for parents is also an important experience for children. As the guardian of Konoha's orphans, forget about a bowl of ramen in the past. At forty years old, don't reject everyone's goodwill. Don't tell me you're not embarrassed to only accept gifts and not even show your face to everyone? "
Shisui also advised, "You've been getting busier in the past few years. You don't even know the names of many of the new Chunin and Genin."
Watergate hesitated. "But if it's not a private party, have you ever thought about whether Sandaime-sama should attend?"
This time, Shisui and Aoha also frowned. As long as it was an official or semi-official celebration, it was impossible to avoid Sandaime-sama. Who was invited to the Four Generations' birthday party wasn't a matter of timing, it was a matter of politics.
But when the Four Generations returned to Konoha, they immediately sent the Anbu to surround Sarutobi's house. The reason was to spy on the current leader's whereabouts and suspected that he was up to no good. But the excuse to shut people up was not the same as the real crime. Besides, they didn't use force. Apart from the Anbu who were involved, only a few people were aware that Sandaime-sama was under house arrest. And putting Sandaime-sama under house arrest wasn't their goal. They just wanted Sandaime-sama to be investigated for a few days so that Shikaku Nara and Youjiwei could continue to investigate Uchiha Fugaku. Last year, they searched most of Konoha but didn't find any clues. Now, they were only missing Sandaime-sama.
"It's rare for Sandaime-sama to be caught red-handed. Time is a bit tight. Tell Genma to forget about it. Help me arrange more face-to-face activities this year. Ah, there are too many people over there. I didn't tell him about Fugaku. It's too troublesome to explain now. "Watergate turned over and threw himself into the quilt. He couldn't breathe.
He didn't care about the birthday party, but he lost what he could have. It was like not buying a lottery ticket, only to find out the winning number the next day. If Sandaime-sama had made a mistake a few days later, or if Shikaku had reported it a few days later, he would have had another lively, interesting, and warm memory. Moreover, even though he was the one using Sandaime-sama this time, Watergate still felt that he might have lost to the shrewd Sarutobi again.
"My heart is so stifled." Watergate gritted his teeth.
"Is your heart uncomfortable?" Shisui immediately put down the document and ran over.
"I don't have anything better to do."
"Then is your stomach uncomfortable?" Aoha squatted by the bed and tried to hold Watergate's hand.
"No!"
"Then where is it?"
"…" Watergate didn't dare to answer.
"Sir?"
Our Naruto simply covered his head. See, that's it. He was now being taken care of by his subordinates in every possible way. It was as if he was a piece of candy that couldn't be touched, and could only be gently licked. Yes, in the eyes of those who always had doubts about his injuries and health, the snooping of the actual master of Konoha back then was the best evidence.
Most importantly, he was also a little affected. In the past, when he was in a situation where he could work a little more or a little less, he would usually work overtime. But now, he was thinking about whether he could delay or exploit others. Bo Fung Watergate wasn't afraid of death, but he was sure that if he dared to get sick frequently, the next Naruto to be locked up would definitely be himself. "Ah, I still can't sleep."
On the other side.
There were also people in Sarutobi's house who couldn't sleep.
Under the white moonlight, Sarutobi walked along the lush green holly in the garden with his hands behind his back. He walked for half a night and didn't see a single person. The courtyard in the east was empty. His eldest son and daughter-in-law had already gone to heaven. The courtyard in the west was empty. His youngest son hadn't lived at home much since he graduated from ninja school. The courtyard in front was empty. The Shadow Guard in the past was someone who could be called Grandpa. He had already settled down and had a family of children and grandchildren. The courtyard in the back … Since the old butler died, he also couldn't stay there, especially since Konoha was getting bigger and bigger.
Children were so annoying. Yesterday, they were still mischievous. Today, they felt that it was embarrassing to pee and eat mud. Yesterday, they lazed in bed and had to be chased by people to feed them. Today, they could wash their own clothes, go to school, train on time, and sleep well. Konoha hadn't begged Grandpa to tell him a bedtime story for a long time, let alone go to school hand in hand. The child now basically came in like the wind and went out like the wind.
"But this is good." Sarutobi sighed. At least in the future, when he was alone, his little grandson could live a good life on his own.
After all, Bo Fung Watergate was quite tolerant of the children he watched grow up.
Sarutobi didn't regret what he did to Bo Fung Watergate. He just didn't expect that little Watergate, who wasn't thought highly of back then, would be so unbelievably good. So good that now, even if Konoha was returned to him, he couldn't play with it. It was a pity that the Four Generations of Naruto was only a transitional character from the beginning. No matter how well Watergate did, this wouldn't change.
Because Bo Fung Watergate never met the requirements of Naruto's candidate.
First, let's talk about his personality. Although the child now looked tough, domineering, willful, suspicious, and unreasonable, and seemed to be in a high position of power, this was after more than ten years of training. In the past? That was a Dashun donkey. Docile, soft-hearted, upright, magnanimous, willing to suffer losses, and easily hot-blooded to the point of being loyal to others. A leopard can't change its spots. Bo Fung Watergate was a good child. Good children were too easily deceived.
Secondly …
Nurturing a ninja started from an early age. Bo Fung Watergate was indeed smart, talented, and hardworking. But there is no bloodstain boundary. He is not from a ninja family, nor is he from a samurai family … Just by looking at his face, one can tell that his ancestors, who did not work hard, did not pass down any strong physique to him. He was selected from the orphanage to go to the ninja school because too many people died in World War II.
Therefore, Bo Fung Watergate, who was born with poor conditions, was trained as a consumable from the beginning. Yes, a consumable, an insignificant but indispensable cannon fodder in the war. From Genin to Chunin to Jonin, all of them. Doing the most dangerous tasks, doing the most difficult tasks, and doing tasks that were actually just a matter of luck. And in the war, resources were scarce, and the seeds of Konoha couldn't be taken care of. Who would think about the future of a cannon fodder? As long as his ninjutsu was strong, he could put the overdraft of his body aside; he just wanted to heal and return to the battlefield as soon as possible. Who knows what will happen 20 years later.
There was also his Jonin mentor Jiraiya … Jiraiya randomly picked Watergate from the list of new Genin because the name was pleasing to the eye. And the internship period was over and he didn't return because someone finally helped him wash his clothes and brush his shoes. Of course, it was also related to the fact that all of Jiraiya's Genin disciples died in just three months, leaving only Watergate.
In short, Jiraiya didn't pay much attention to his subordinates and students who died on the battlefield that day.
However, the result was that this Genin who gritted his teeth and participated in most of Jiraiya's missions eventually transformed into the "Golden Flash" that everyone feared and feared.
But it was too late. As a ninja, from childhood to adulthood, he wasn't properly taken care of, and he did almost everything that was taboo … He was really lucky to be able to survive until now and still have such strength.
"Hey." Sarutobi took out his pipe and walked out while smoking. He was used to standing at the gate and smoking, but he forgot that today was different.
"You're not allowed to leave the gate."
Hiruzen looked at the black hands, black feet, and white mask in the shadows and sighed. He was just suspicious and wanted to test him to prepare in advance, but he didn't expect little Watergate to have such a big reaction … It seems that there really is something wrong with his body. Well, as the former Naruto, he understood Watergate's actions, but letting Sarutobi's second son stay at the gate and watch over his father was a bad idea!
Asuma's palms were sweating. If his father really dared to go against Naruto's orders, would he really dare to kill him?
Fortunately, Sarutobi only silently looked at his youngest son, turned around, and closed the door. "You've been in a relationship for a long time, get married when it's time. Don't let the girl wait, otherwise what's done isn't done yet."
Asuma gritted his teeth. His assistant and current girlfriend, Sunset Glow, was pinching his waist, so he couldn't say anything.
Kakashi, who also wanted to say something, didn't have any taboos. "Metke! You idiot! "
At the Water Country border of the Fire Country. On the pocket-shaped cliff where one man guarded the pass, at the entrance of the base. The sky wasn't very bright yet, but it was still early in the morning.
"Hey, you, take good care of Mute -senpai. Kakashi and I have some personal grudges to settle." Guy nodded and ran inside while grabbing the girl.
What else could Kakashi do? He ran with them. He had received a small note from the messenger eagle early in the morning. It translated a long string of codes. It was actually just one sentence: Naruto Uzumaki shouldn't have returned to Konoha, so he's waiting for you to deal with it. Kakashi hurriedly took Mute to the base. He had to leave some time to educate Naruto. But when he saw Kiah, look at what Kiah told him!
"When I sent you the letter, Naruto was already fine. Jiraiya -sama said …"
"You're the one in charge of the base! Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! " Kakashi knew how to get to the base's basement. He took the lead and opened the door, only to see the Konoha's standard incandescent lamp shattered. Naruto's head was covered in glass shards, and he was being held down by Jiraiya. Jiraiya's white hair was flying, and he was sweating profusely. Naruto's eyes were bloodshot as he struggled and roared.
Kakashi rolled up his sleeves, slit his arm, and pushed Jiraiya away. He then quickly poked Naruto's belly button. The Four Symbols Seal instantly glowed red and twisted into a strange Uzumaki that sucked blood. Naruto gradually calmed down.
Kakashi sighed in relief and cut again to make more blood flow. He then began to repair the seal that he had memorized in his head eight hundred times.
Kakashi had watched his teacher do this for more than ten years. Now, it was finally his turn. However, it was easier to watch a chess game than to play one. After some time, Kakashi, who was already feeling a little dizzy, felt that his workload today was much more than usual.
Too much, not a little more.
… …
January 19, 62 Konoha
From dawn to dusk
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