December 24, Year 59, Konoha, Light Snow
Konoha, Land of Fire
Three o 'clock sharp
Sarutobi's Main Residence
Sarutobi, the third-generation head of the Konoha Naruto, tapped the ash from his cigarette and lit another one. The red light from the cigarette flickered in the darkness. He had just sent away Hinata, who came to report to him, and now he was thinking about the latest news. For example, if it was true — his old friend Danzō — that annoying guy who always liked to jump up and down and play petty tricks was finally going to die.
He was going to die.
People were always going to die.
Sarutobi had lived for so many years, and he didn't know how many people he had seen die. Some people died in such a way that he could mourn their deaths in silence, while others died in such a way that he could not remember them at all. He had shed tears of pity and compassion, and had clapped his hands in gloom and joy. Of course, he also admitted that people's deaths did make him happy for a long time.
But now, this person named Shimura Danzō was going to die. Sarutobi really didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. Fortunately, there was one thing he was sure of. That was, from the first time he saw that annoying fellow, he hated this cowardly companion of his — this fellow who always hid behind others. He clearly had something to say, or had some ideas to come up with, but he always remained silent. Even though … he couldn't remember clearly how many times that person had helped him block the arrows that came from behind during the bloody war era … but still, he couldn't even remember clearly.
"Come."
Sarutobi suddenly stood up, sealed the letter on the table, and handed it to the black-clothed servant holding a white carrier pigeon, "Send it out."
As for how many people would be unable to sleep because of this letter in the future? This old guy who was buried in the yellow soil up to his neck couldn't care less about that. Sarutobi said to himself, "I promised … I just did what I should do."
So another person made a decision, even if time could turn back.
5 o 'clock sharp
Konoha, Land of Fire, Storm House
The winter morning light was still below the horizon, but it couldn't stop the whirlpool Naruto from reaching out to extinguish the noisy alarm clock. He rubbed his eyes, put on his clothes, went to the bathroom, washed his face, brushed his teeth, went downstairs, opened the fridge, and took out the breakfast that was put in on time by an unknown dark unit. After hesitating for a while, he threw it into the microwave. Two minutes later, it was steaming hot.
He habitually sniffed, smelled, and cursed inwardly — it was always the smell of the canteen. Then, as usual, he ate slowly and deliberately chewed loudly. From time to time, he would make a "gulu gulu" sound from his throat. However, in less than five minutes, whether it was the healthy oatmeal, the healthy breakfast bread, or the healthy after-meal fruits, they were all in his stomach … However, the sky was still dark, and the house was still dark.
Then he went on wiping his mouth with Black, dropping the dirty dishes into the sink with Black, opening the window with Black. In a split second, the cold wind mixed with small snowflakes hit his face.
When did it start snowing? Naruto couldn't remember. He only remembered that he graduated with his classmates yesterday, received his first forehead protector and ninja serial number, and was allowed to drink in public for the first time.
Naruto had never really drunk before. When he was younger, his father dipped a chopstick in a glass of wine and touched his tongue. The spiciness and bitterness were just like poison. However, he drank it in big mouthfuls yesterday. It was still spicy and bitter, and he didn't smell the fragrance of food in adults' mouths. But since Sasuke dared to drink it in big mouthfuls, how could a man like Naruto Uzumaki be afraid!
But then?
Naruto vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen his father — no, from today onwards, he was the Four Generations Lord!
The leader of the Four Generations — Naruto?
Naruto turned on the light. The lights in the dining room were cold and white. Under the light, the forehead protector in his hand shone brightly.
— — Konoha!
— — "Vortex Naruto, from now on, you're going to be an adult!!!"
Naruto imitated his father and tied the forehead protector on his forehead. Then he observed his reflection in the window.
His blonde hair stood upright, his sea blue eyes flashed, and his smile revealed 16 teeth. His teeth were very white and strong, better than Uncle Guy's and Rock Lee's. Yes, they were good. Naruto emphasized in his heart. When he was younger, he often said that Metke Jonin was the most handsome person in Konoha who was more handsome than Naruto's father, but that was in the past! Now. Naruto stretched out two fingers and pinched a very tough red hair near his mouth. If it weren't for the six strange cat whiskers on his face, he could definitely compete with the most handsome person in Konoha. Well, his Naruto's father.
But his father also said that as a ninja, it was also very cool to be different from others. Just like Hinata's family had white pupils, Sasuke's family's eyes could turn in circles, and Choji's family's family was fat and had insect nests all over their bodies. So, it was normal to grow a few whiskers.
But there was still something that Naruto couldn't figure out, and the more he grew up, the more he couldn't figure it out. For example, Uncle Asuma from his third grandfather's family always told him that boys would have big whiskers when they grew up, and he must take good care of them to be manly enough. Then, if these red things were his whiskers, would he not have to worry about Uncle Asuma's messy whiskers when he grew up? But without the troublesome whiskers, would he also lose the charm and fun of being a handsome man like his father, who got up early every day and shaved his whiskers clean?
"Young Master Naruto, good morning."
"What's wrong?" Naruto looked at the black shirt, black pants, and dog mask that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched. What he didn't understand even more was, was there no normal person in his father's Anbu department? Why did he have to appear outside the window on the second floor every time!
The Anbu department didn't care about Young Master Naruto's little complaints. He seemed to be conveying mechanically, "Four Generations Daren said that he can go home this afternoon, and asked if you have anything you want to eat."
"Ah."
Before Naruto could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Anbu department, "Except noodles!"
"Tempura."
"Anything else?"
"Curry rice, no more."
"Okay." The Anbu department put away the note in his hand and waved to Naruto, "See.
you。”
Looking at the Anbu department inexplicably appearing and disappearing. Naruto Uzumaki suddenly felt inexplicably happy. He was full of energy and jumped out of the window, and trotted to the east to welcome the morning sun. He calculated that there were still three hours before the first mission in his ninja career. Although the members of the team couldn't be more familiar with each other since childhood, and he also met the instructor yesterday, it was the unlucky Kakashi. But, thinking that everyone would do missions together in the future, he was still a little excited!
Almost at the same time.
Naruto's building, Naruto's office, lounge.
Our Naruto Bo Fung Watergate had already wrapped himself in a blanket and went to sleep. Outside the door, the new guard captain Uchiha Itachi, who accompanied Naruto to work overtime all night, yawned. He looked at his watch and looked at his calendar … In three hours, the regular morning meeting would begin. At 10 o 'clock, he had to attend the signing ceremony of the economic cooperation between the Fire Country and the Land of the Wind. At noon, there would be a lunch meeting with the representatives of the two countries … In the afternoon, he would have a holiday — a holiday.
Uchiha Itachi clenched his fist, and then opened the note in his hand. Just now, Kakashi's subordinate, who was now his subordinate, gave him this small piece of paper, but where did he go? Did they really not have the habit of bullying newcomers?
Well, tempura, curry rice … he had to buy all the ingredients for Naruto. But who could tell him what he should buy, and where to buy the ingredients?
The confused Itachi hesitated for a long time, and finally remembered the communication channel Kakashi left him and the words "if you don't understand, ask me privately". Therefore, Itachi, the eldest son of the Uchiha Clan, who is still a few months away from turning 18 years old, picked up the newly issued Anbu communicator and sent a message to Kakashi without hesitation, "Hello Senpai, this is Itachi, if I want to make tempura and curry rice, where should I go to buy the ingredients?"
But Itachi didn't get the answer immediately as he expected. Because Kakashi senpai, who rarely took a day off, was still asleep.
In short, as people waited for the sun to rise, the time pointed to 8: 05.
Naruto went downstairs and started a brand new workday.
Shikaku Nara had just sent off Aiko, who went to the first assembly, and found that he was five minutes late. Every time he was late, his monthly salary would be reduced by five points, with no upper limit. Really, since Konoha was used to the financial deficit, five points more or less didn't make much of a difference.
"This is troublesome." Shikaku rubbed his forehead, and walked as fast as he could through the mission hall, which was "noisy and noisy, more and more like a vegetable market", and through the long corridor, which was "called a safety measure, but was actually to save energy and never turn on a single light", and came to Naruto's office.
"Sir."
"Come in." Bo Fung Watergate sounded very excited today.
Shikaku Nara pushed the door open and went in. There was no one else. The routine morning meeting seemed to have ended?
Watergate put down the documents in his hand and carefully observed Shikaku. Yes, he was full of energy, and his eyes were shining, "Congratulations on being discharged, and you didn't get bitten to death by your wife yesterday?"
"This time, the teeth marks are on my back." Shikaku Nara could clearly feel his masseter trembling, "You're in good spirits today."
"Of course, when I think about how I won't see the financial report in red again, every pore on my body can't help but feel excited." Bo Fung Watergate got up, narrowed his eyes, and looked through the large floor-to-ceiling window at Konoha, who was already starting to get noisy, "Aren't you happy? You're five minutes late every day, sir."
"Maybe it's really a good thing that can let people breathe a sigh of relief." "If nothing goes wrong …" After the natural pessimist thought to himself, he still had to give a routine explanation for his lateness, "I was late today because I was watching a child cross the road."
"You're so annoying, you're not doing it on purpose, are you?" Our Naruto sighed, "Please, today is such a happy day, don't make me think of Kakashi, my head hurts … I just found out that when he went to school yesterday to form a team, he was actually pranked by Naruto and Uchiha's cub as soon as he entered the door, and it was under the reminder of that little girl named Sakura. He was hit by the eraser placed on the door frame … Really …"
"Embarrassing."
"You don't have to say anymore," Bo Fung Watergate picked up the documents on the table and stuffed them into Shikaku Nara's hands, "Get to work."
"Hey, did you and Fugaku really work overtime a few days ago?" Shikaku's hands sank, and he looked at the half-meter tall documents in confusion.
"It's the end of the year now," Watergate shrugged, "Fugaku and I have finished reviewing this year's accounts. You have Konoha's budget for next year, which was just revised according to the New Economic Framework. If there's anything you don't understand, you can discuss it with the other departments. "
"Yes … Sir." Shikaku was really impatient with all this, "Actually, my headache is still affecting my IQ, what if I make a mistake in judgment?"
"Oh. I've always been confident in my subordinates, and I'm also confident in my subordinates, "Watergate teased," Get to work, quickly. "
"As you wish," Shikaku had no choice but to stand at attention and answer.
"Also, after the signing of the Economic Cooperation Treaty, take a copy of it to make up for it. Everyone has no objections to the details to be announced on January 1st, so you can now release all the news that should be released. I hope that those old men in positions without doing any work can hear the voices of support from the people of both countries. "
"Yes, anything else?" “
"I'm having lunch with the representatives of both countries at noon. You come too, I won't repeat myself."
"Yes." Shikaku frowned, "You're not thinking of going straight home after lunch, are you? Well, you should rest for a few days."
"That's why I'm skipping the afternoon meeting. I've already told Naruto that we're going to have dinner together tonight. Although I haven't cooked for a long time, my Naruto definitely won't dislike his father. "Bo Fung Watergate laughed happily. Ever since Danzō took sick leave, he hadn't been able to talk to his son properly for almost 100 days, and hadn't been home for almost two months. Even at the important moment of his son's graduation oath, he could only stand on the podium and look like Naruto. Even after he personally handed the forehead protector to his son, he was still Naruto.
He should have celebrated with his son like other fathers, but in the end, he didn't even have a hug. Bo Fung Watergate regretted it very much. When he got the forehead protector, he actually had the opportunity to at least hug his son, but damn it, he actually turned away from Naruto's expectant gaze. But so many people were watching at that time … so many people who had nothing to do with him and his son were watching.
Perhaps some things would never be clear, but some things still had to be said.
…
December 24th, 59 Konoha, cloudy
Light snow fell from the morning until sunset.
On this day, Bo Fung Watergate and Shimura Danzo finally succeeded in what they had worked hard for 10 years.
On this day, Uchiha Itachi suddenly understood that some words didn't need to be taken seriously.
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