Konoha, the Land of Fire
It was getting hotter and hotter.
It was so hot that sweat flowed down his chin to his neck. Kakashi suddenly realized that Konoha's standard ninja uniform had never been divided into four seasons — the legendary powerful ninja could indeed be fearless of cold and heat. But what was the truth?
Kakashi looked at Konoha's chief of staff, who had been fanning himself with the folder as soon as he got it, and then at the air-conditioning vent that hadn't blown a breeze for several days.
He couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Although we have enough money to build a new Naruto building,
It's not a big deal to change the air-conditioning in the old building. "
Nakayama's chief of staff glanced at Kakashi's wet mask. "We have money, but the only department with extra money this year is the Council of Elders. How about? Your Anbu department squeezes in? "
"At most, it'll be hot for another 90 days." Kakashi decisively rejected the chief of staff's suggestion.
"I can bear it anyway."
"I can bear it too." Hiroyuki Nakayama put down the folder fan in his hand,
He opened it and read. But as he read,
A drop of sweat fell onto the paper with a plop.
He tried to wipe it as quietly as possible, but he still accidentally blurred a large piece of print.
Kakashi sneered,
"It's not cheap to waste so much printing paper every day."
"Yes." Hiroyuki Nakayama laughed at himself, "If I get a heatstroke and have to be sent to the hospital, it'll cost more money — so, what did Watergate say?"
Kakashi seemed to be a little confused by the chief of staff's question,
"So, you hope that Naruto can persuade the Council of Elders to pay for the air-conditioning?"
Hiroyuki Nakayama glanced at Kakashi.
"Then you also want to work comfortably at home like my teacher?" Kakashi pretended not to see the chief of staff's gaze.
"Kakashi, it's a hot day, please do something for me,
Don't play dumb, okay? Your teacher didn't appoint you as the head of the Anbu department to play dumb,
We didn't really treat you as a fool when we appointed you as the head of the Anbu department! "Hiroyuki Yamanaka was rarely irritated,
"Your teacher.
Yes, Sand One Tail's Force Of Human Column, this is Eero's idea! "
"He didn't say."
"You really didn't reveal anything?"
"He didn't tell you either. Besides, I'm Naruto's Head of the Secret Service. I have no obligation to report this to you."
The Chief of Staff was silent for a few seconds. "Indeed, we should ask him ourselves, but you know that your teacher hates this very much."
"Then why did you force him to take a stand?" Kakashi pointed at the folder in the Chief of Staff's hand. "Hurry up and sign it. It's just a routine thing."
"Be polite, young man." The Chief of Staff frowned. "I believe you have more detailed surveillance of my Eero. He seems to be near Konoha. So, if he's coming to Konoha, we need a plan whether we're going to send him back to Konoha or keep him here, whether he's going to come out in the open or in the dark, dead or alive. "
"I'm very busy." Kakashi looked at his watch as if he hadn't heard the Chief of Staff.
The Chief of Staff wanted to say something more to keep Kakashi here, but in the end, he signed the document and sent him out. Then, he stood in the warm wind in the corridor and sighed inwardly.
Almost at the same time.
Kakashi had returned to Minato's residence.
The new air-conditioner in Minato's residence was very useful, but the room temperature wasn't very cool for Kakashi. So he put down the folder, rushed into the dining room, opened the fridge, and gulped down a glass of water that still had ice on it. As he drank, he muttered, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly that day and found an excuse to send you home to work. Otherwise, with your current body condition, you would've definitely gotten a heatstroke."
"Don't make me sound so useless." Naruto, who was having lunch in the dining room, put down his chopsticks unhappily. "You, on the other hand, drinking ice water like this will give you diarrhea."
"But the truth is, I wasn't the one who got pneumonia after being drenched in the rain for several months." Kakashi burped in satisfaction.
"That was an accident, an accident." Naruto was a little embarrassed. "There's no need to say it every day. Also, don't forget, who was the one who had to stay in the hospital for a week because of Chakra's exhaustion? Even going to the toilet required someone to wait on you. "
"That was Sharingan Rejection Syndrome." Kakashi pulled out a chair and sat down with him. "I just hope that after this incident, you'll remember. Sensei, you're 38 years old. You're not young for a ninja … You should be more careful. It's not good for everyone if things get messy."
"Since it's not good for anyone? So, it won't get messy. Kakashi, relax. I'm really fine now. I even checked my teeth. "
"Oh, you don't have any cavities." Kakashi looked at the half-eaten healthy lunch in front of Naruto and frowned. "I didn't ask you to go home to work. I asked you to eat and sleep well. Hurry up and gain weight. Your fat mass is too far away from the standard."
Naruto could only put down the documents in his hand and eat obediently, even though he was not hungry at all.
Kakashi saw that Sensei was quite obedient today. After glaring at Kakashi who was busy eating, he took a cafeteria brand bread and continued to work. He wasn't so busy that he couldn't sit still while eating. He just didn't want to waste his time like before. He became a ninja at the age of six. He had been with Sensei for more than 20 years. Even if he never said it out loud, Sensei was really his only family member left in the world. He didn't even have the courage to imagine what would happen to him if one day, Sensei suddenly disappeared. Kakashi unconsciously compared it to when he opened the door and saw his father's bloody body when he opened the door when he was a child. He felt that Sensei was lying motionless on the hospital bed unconscious.
But now Kakashi felt more and more that he should add Kakashi to the list of people he didn't want to see. Especially recently, when Kakashi became more and more imposing? Sure enough, it was different when you had more power. No matter what you did, you were so righteous. He looked at Naruto who continued to poke the plate with chopsticks since Kakashi left … — If you don't want to eat, don't eat. I'll buy you some. Kakashi really wanted to do so, but he didn't dare to say so. First, Kakashi's warning. As a subordinate, if he made Naruto unhappy, he would be scolded at most, but if he angered the Anbu, he would have a hard time for the rest of his life. Second, their leader of Four Generations, Naruto, was really malnourished because he ate ramen as a working meal for a long time.
Kakashi originally thought that as a medical ninja with good professional ethics, he wouldn't be like those useless Shadow Guards, who didn't dare to resist Naruto's authority at all. But when he really became a member of Naruto's guard, he really didn't know what to do. Because Bo Fung Watergate's life was really a bit … well, pitiful — work, eat, sleep, and his son, and the rest? There was really nothing more. So if he couldn't even satisfy such a small wish of eating something else when he was tired of eating in the cafeteria …
“012410。”
"Yes, Lord." Summoned by Naruto, Kakashi immediately got out of his daze and silently handed over an empty plate. Then under Naruto's approving gaze, he felt a little proud. He was proud that it only took him three months to cultivate a tacit understanding with Naruto. As for trust, with tacit understanding, was trust far away?
“012110。” Naruto ignored the smirking Yaoshi Dou. He pushed out the leftovers in the bowl and waved his hand to Uchiha Itachi who pushed the door open. "Eat it all. Don't tell Kakashi."
"Yes, Lord."
Although he had seen it more than once recently, Kakashi still wanted to laugh. As Naruto's only entertainment between work, his colleague Uchiha Itachi did a good job. Look at him holding the plate and standing there with a blank face, he looked like a stupid puppy who was fed cat food by its owner. It's just that people tend to be simple slayers, so they deserve to be bullied by Naruto and his apprentices like this … But that's not important. What's important is the Konoha Cafeteria. According to his observation, Naruto's resentment of the cafeteria has reached the level of anorexia. He felt that if Naruto was given a chance to give an honest evaluation of the great Konoha Cafeteria, it would be — "I don't want to see you anymore."
But just like women, even if a man doesn't like you, there will always be another man who will think about you.
Naruto hates the Konoha Cafeteria, but I, Eero, like it very much.
Unlike the Chief of Staff's outdated information, he was now in Konoha. He came in through the hole in the Konoha Defense Barrier known as the "Konoha Dog Hole." Thanks to those fearless ninjas who were not afraid of anything and were not afraid of climbing through the dog hole. Moreover, he had been here for a few days, and he had been doing very well these few days.
For me, Eero, who was born in the desert, the summer in Konoha was just right. So he was now lying in the dense forest of Konoha, basking in the warm sun of Konoha, enjoying the gentle breeze of Konoha, eating the bread that Sand had just brought back for him, and enjoying the scenery happily. He felt that it would be good if he could live like this for the rest of his life. There was no Sand, no Konoha, and nothing that had anything to do with him. He alone was enough. After all, he had always been alone. But the only thing he was worried about now was how long the Konoha Cafeteria could last … Almost all the Konoha Ninjas were complaining about the horrible taste of the cafeteria. But Eero didn't think that the food in the cafeteria was that bad. He guessed that maybe those happy Konoha Ninjas had never been hungry since they were born.
For a starving child, the relationship between taking and stealing was not easy to distinguish.
But at this time, the Konoha Cafeteria was still worried about the loss of food.
But this small problem wasn't worth the attention of the Konoha Security Department or the Anbu Department. After a preliminary investigation, the thief was about eleven or twelve years old. If he wasn't a recent graduate, he was a ninja apprentice. Because older ninjas wouldn't be so bored, and younger people wouldn't be able to steal from the kitchen where the older ninjas gathered. As for other things, the Konoha Cafeteria was worth poisoning, but stealing? Especially the food — it was probably a prank by some kid.
Originally, the cafeteria manager didn't want to investigate. But the acting head of the Security Department, Mikoto Uchiha, was following the instructions of her husband, Fugaku. Since his son had to accompany Naruto's son to do a D-level mission in Konoha, he should at least find something interesting within the scope of his authority.
At least, it would be more interesting than Naruto's son bringing Jiraiya -sama and his son to the mission hall to make trouble for the staff on duty.
So, after several months of missions in the Wave Country, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura finally found a proper job — catching thieves.
But the fact was, when they eagerly arrived at the cafeteria, they couldn't get any information.
After all, for the cafeteria chef, it was more important to know whether Naruto's cooking improved or not than to lose a few ordinary meals.
"Naruto, the breakfast I made for Naruto last time, the one I taught you. Is Naruto satisfied?"
Naruto was embarrassed. He couldn't say that he had been working hard to improve his cooking skills, but he still couldn't make cooked food. And last time, Kakashi ate secretly and almost had diarrhea. So in the end, he could only scratch his head. "I want to observe what dad likes to eat."
"Have you noticed anything?" The cafeteria chef took out a notebook and prepared to record and study it. Recently, Naruto's Shadow Guard had been picking on him both openly and secretly.
"Generally speaking, my dad isn't picky about food." Naruto was helpless. Could he say that his dad liked the taste of the cafeteria's food as much as he did?
…
The cafeteria chef sighed and didn't say anything else. But Naruto and the others were still waiting for the old man to tell them about the food thief. Jiraiya also sighed. He wasn't interested in playing the game of cops and thieves with the kids. Helping the younger generation train, especially the smart ones, was his duty, but leading a team on a D-level mission … Forget it, he decided to help them out. "Your dad likes to eat barbecue, especially on summer nights when there's cold beer."
"Yeah ~" Everyone instantly looked at him.
"If I understand correctly." Jiraiya suddenly felt a lot of pressure. "I said probably, maybe, probably — when your mom was young, she always secretly took your dad to the Konoha Forest to barbecue small animals. Later, it became the two of them taking Kakashi and Guy to eat there."
"Really?" The cafeteria chef was the first to ask. "Jiraiya, if I remember correctly, you were still on the frontlines and rarely came back."
"But I'm still Bo Fung Watergate's teacher."
"Anyway, it's barbecue!" Naruto chose to believe in Jiraiya's grandfather again. "Sasuke, Sakura. Let's go to the Konoha Forest and have a look first. "
"Then let's go." Sasuke agreed indifferently. His mom said that his dad told her to warn him that as the second son of a big family, he only needed to enjoy life under his older brother's wings. Of course, the family mission was also a must. And his current mission was to build a good relationship with Naruto's son. Although he didn't quite understand, he always had a good relationship with Naruto.
"But why would a thief go to the Konoha Forest?" Sakura shook her head and sighed. If it weren't for the elders around her, she would definitely knock on Naruto and Sasuke's heads — if they wanted to try barbecue, they should've just said so. She didn't object, and the forest was indeed a good place to escape the summer heat.
Ah, Konoha was really a good place, but the Sand Village next door wasn't so good.
The Land of the Wind's summer had automatically entered barbecue mode. The hot wind blew from the end of the desert, slowly rolling up the dust floating on the sand dunes. The dust didn't fly high, just spinning at the height of the human eye. Therefore, in the summer when the Sand Country lacked water, there were few people on the streets except for those who had to work. Of course, ninjas were an exception.
But it's not like ninjas don't get confused all the time.
Four Generations of Kazekage was quietly blinking his eyes, trying to move a grain of sand to where it should go. At the same time, he tried not to cry. But in the end, he closed his eyes and continued to listen to the fierce discussion of his subordinates in the conference room.
"Now the focus is on how we should deal with Ichibi Shukaku. According to the information, that guy is in the Land of Fire, near Konoha. Since we already know his whereabouts, we should at least take an attitude."
"No, the focus is on Naruto's attitude. How many times have we said, just wait, Naruto has already calmed down the anger of the Emperor, and Konoha didn't have any clear attitude towards the Ichibi Force Of Human Column in the Land of Fire. Even if we want to take action, we should first ask Naruto's opinion. If Konoha's follow-up plan is disrupted, it won't be good for anyone. "
"Yes, after all, he's already in the Land of Fire. We can't really do anything."
"But if we really don't do anything, what if Shukaku goes berserk in Konoha again?"
"This …"
In short, when discussing his own village's affairs, the most important thing was the Shadow's opinion. Indeed, the winner takes all. This made the Kazekage feel a little discouraged, and he even had the thought of not being a Kazekage. But after thinking about it, it wasn't that easy to not be a Shadow. He had no choice but to open his eyes again. He forced himself to look at his subordinates.
However, the only ones who could look back at him were his daughter Temari and his heir Kanjiulang, who had just been allowed to listen. The Kazekage didn't need to look to know what the two children meant. Otherwise, Temari wouldn't have let Eero go. But now, he really should have killed that child earlier. His own son dying in his hands was better than being used as a chess piece by Bo Fung Watergate.
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