White clouds floated in the sky,
Shadows swayed underground.
Last night, the weather forecast said that it would continue to be sultry throughout August.
60 Years in Konoha
August 2
It was only seven in the morning, but it was already very hot.
Konoha, the Land of Fire, the guest room of Sarutobi's residence.
Sarutobi was standing outside the door, and he had been holding his hand up to block the hot sun for a long time.
Until he finally realized that for sunlight,
His hand was still too small. He sighed.
Sure enough, there were many things that humans could not control. For example, the climate. Since the world was divided into spring, summer, autumn, and winter,
We have to respect this rule.
Not... The old ninja took a deep breath.
He held the doorknob.
He pulled the door open, and a cool breeze blew in.
"Breakfast has been ready for a long time." The old ninja had goosebumps all over his body from the sudden cold air.
But Mito Pyloritis, who was sleeping on the tatami, spread out his arms and legs.
He looked extremely comfortable and was even snoring slightly.
Sarutobi sighed and closed the door again. The door immediately made a "bang" after leaving his hand that was suppressing his resentment. Sarutobi was shocked by his own rudeness.
But he soon scoffed, because he knew that the old man behind the door would never be frightened. After all, he was pretending to sleep, not really sleeping! A powerful ninja. Alright.
Mito Pyloritis was not very powerful.
But any qualified ninja.
How could he not wake up after hearing such a loud noise that was aimed at him? Even if he drank until midnight last night.
It was impossible for him to be so unguarded in the house of an old friend who had been friends for half a century. Moreover, could they really confirm and trust each other now?
Sarutobi wanted to sigh, but it turned into a yawn. He thought about it all night, but he still couldn't figure it out. What was Bo Fung Watergate trying to do these days? As the current Naruto, was Naruto's office haunted or something? Hehe. Sick? Don't say that he wasn't the one who was strolling around Konoha yesterday afternoon. Those young assassins couldn't tell, but how could an old man like him not see?! The silly child's transformation technique only had a peddler's appearance that was perfect. To think that he still remembered to use it to scare people even though he was almost 30 years old.
This was really … ridiculous.
However, after so many years, there was no need for a person like him who was almost buried up to his neck to be calculative. That's right, it was already someone else's era. Even if he continued to argue, could those dead people still come back to life? Therefore, his old friend was willing to pretend that he was really hungover before waking up from his hangover. If Bo Fung Watergate was not feeling well and wanted to rest, then he could just treat it as if he was not feeling well. As for the place where Naruto had to attend? They were waiting for Bo Fung Watergate, not him, a third-generation general who had clearly won a great battle but resigned with his tail between his legs. As for the consequences of making a mistake … there was no reason for an old consultant to bear.
Therefore, Sarutobi felt at ease and placed Mito Pyloritis's breakfast under the sun at the door of the guest room to wait for it to go bad. Then, he gently tidied up his appearance under the illumination of the dark pillars and slowly walked out of the door. He was going to Naruto's office, because yesterday, the president of the council of elders had solemnly told him that this old man still needed to help Naruto until September 1st. Bo Fung Watergate was preparing for the summer vacation!
Naruto's building, Naruto's office.
7: 45 AM.
When the current Naruto finally released his poor son to participate in a strange D-level mission, the former Naruto had just finished a friendly conversation with countless passersby and walked to the door of Naruto's building.
At this time, Uchiha Itachi, who was on duty in Naruto's office, was continuing his daily morning work. He had already swept the dust that had fallen on the windowsill last night, mopped the floor three times, wet twice, and dry once. He had even rinsed all the used mop cloth and went to the water room to replace the two old-fashioned thermos bottles with boiling hot water. He also washed the mop cloth with the warm water from last night. Itachi was preparing to wipe Naruto's big desk again, wash the small spray bottle, and water the pots of Land of the Wind's specialty cactus in the corner. After that, he had to borrow a ladder from the logistics department during the break between the end of the morning meeting and the official start of work. He needed to use the air conditioner, even though the logistics department had just installed the shiny new machine on the wall yesterday.
Then?
Maybe he could stand in a corner and wait for the documents to come and go. When the documents came, he would file them according to the number and put them in the big cabinet against the wall. Without the documents, he would continue to wipe here and there with the mop cloth to maintain hygiene. Or maybe he would entertain those who knew Naruto was at home but still came uninvited.
When Itachi thought of this, he sighed heavily. Recently, he finally understood why Kakashi was the only captain of the Hokage Guards before, so why did a night captain suddenly appear as soon as he joined? This was simply to split Kakashi's job into two parts — security and administration. With Naruto's strength, it was estimated that he only needed security when he was asleep. So the night shift was the real security force. What about his day shift? He should have been called an administrative assistant — he was deceived, he was really deceived. He even suspected that his file was no longer in the combat force, but a civilian … Although he had a lot of holidays to accompany his brother to cut trees and was very happy except for Naruto's request to work overtime, he really wanted to go out of the village to kill people. Even if he didn't kill people, it was good to run errands and deliver information.
In short, the poor captain of Naruto's guard didn't want to wipe the table anymore. So he couldn't help but violate the office's rules and put the Chakra on the mop cloth in his hand. The soft cloth suddenly unfolded like a sharp knife. Itachi half-closed his eyes and played with it, imagining that he was in a rain of bullets, ready to dodge a sudden flying dart.
"Clack …" This was the sound of the broken door being repaired again.
"Good morning, sir." Uchiha Itachi immediately stood at attention and saluted. If he ignored the mop cloth in his hand and the slight surprise after recognizing the wrong person, he was still very serious.
Sarutobi looked at Itachi as if he was looking at a silly boy and sighed. From the beginning, he didn't think that Uchiha Itachi was suitable to be the director of Bo Fung Watergate's office. This child was indeed a genius, and geniuses should go to the battlefield, to get mission scrolls, and to develop new ninjutsu. But at that time, he didn't object. First, it was useless to object. Second, this child's surname was Uchiha, so it was better to abandon him early.
"Sandaime-sama, please have some tea." Itachi was now very glad that he didn't slack off and get hot water — except for the unlucky interpersonal relationship, he was used to serving tea, delivering letters, and running errands. As for why the third generation replaced the Fourth Generation today? The red-eyed rabbit senpai, the captain of the night shift, had warned him seriously — the Anbu never asked questions or answered.
"What's the matter today? The General Staff Department assigned me here." Sarutobi picked up the teacup, blew on it, and sipped lightly.
Itachi was able to report without changing his expression, "The security department reported that Konoha Elder Jiraiya sneaked into XXOO female hot spring last night and was discovered and fled on the spot. Requesting Naruto's office to approve the dispatch of Naruto's Anbu to participate in the arrest."
Sarutobi listened and felt his masseter muscle twitch, "Please pass it to Naruto of the Fourth Generation for approval."
Itachi was a little embarrassed and gave the report to the third generation.
Sarutobi looked at a few words scribbled in the corner of the report — Busy, pass it to the third generation. Bo Fung. He suddenly felt his hand holding the pen tremble, so he also wrote a few words and returned it to Itachi.
Itachi took a look and his mouth twitched — the final decision was based on Naruto of the Fourth Generation. Sarutobi.
"There's more."
"The logistics department and the Xiaochun Elder jointly reported," Because of the collective busyness in the first half of the year, many young ninja's wedding was delayed from January 1st to now. They are preparing to hold a mass wedding this month. The time has already been arranged, August 15th, the summer festival. "
"Isn't that already scheduled?"
"Ah, it's stuck on whether or not to set off fireworks. The security department strongly opposes it. They hope that Naruto's office can come forward to mediate, as soon as possible."
"Did the Fourth Generation give any approval?"
"It was approved at the beginning of last month — they don't need to spend money on fireworks now."
"Then why did they call back?"
"The acting head of the security department, Mikoto Uchiha, strongly opposes it."
"It's just fireworks. Didn't you ask your mother why? "
"The Anbu won't ask or answer."
Sarutobi snatched the thick document from Itachi's hand, "Several additional opinions on the mass wedding of the Konoha ninja" and directly flipped to the last page — Do as you deem fit — What kind of approval is this? Bo Fung Watergate's signature was getting easier and easier.
"You see, Elder Xiaochun has been urging us to do it urgently." Itachi had been working for more than half a year, so he could still speak a few sentences of ordinary office language.
Sarutobi looked at Itachi and finally signed — Approved.
Then he continued to listen to Itachi report other pending documents to him, and found that the General Staff Department still liked to call Konoha's trivial problems to him as a temporary substitute. This made the old ninja a little depressed. When he looked back at Itachi, who was speaking more and more softly, he was even more depressed — Bo Fung Watergate was really a sinner, a good kid, and in just half a year, he became like this.
…
Time flew by, and it was already noon.
12: 30 PM
Bo Feng residence, dining room.
There were a total of four people eating, Watergate, Naruto, and Kakashi. There was one more fixed seat than before — not Jiraiya, but Yaoshi Dou.
Dou pushed up his glasses, didn't say a word, and ate silently as usual. The meal was personally made by his Naruto -sama. In fact … the difference with Konoha's cafeteria was that all the dishes in Konoha's cafeteria tasted like fried noodles, but Naruto's dishes never tasted the same.
"I'm full." Naruto Uzumaki didn't eat much, instead, he drank a mouthful of water and ran out, as if he was in a hurry to say goodbye to his father alone.
Then Watergate Daddy put down his bowl and sighed silently.
Kakashi also put down his bowl, so although Dou wasn't full, he silently put down his chopsticks.
"You continue to eat your food." Naruto frowned, put the chopsticks back in Yaoshi Dou's hand, and turned to Kakashi, "What happened this morning? You were so happy when you left this morning. "
"Itachi's mother brought people to capture Jiraiya -sama again." Kakashi didn't want to provide this information during lunch.
"That's normal." Watergate Daddy sighed again, "I'm asking why Naruto is unhappy again."
"He's just gossiping." Kakashi winked at Dou.
Dou pretended not to see …
Kakashi could only brace himself and explain, "This morning, Jiraiya -sama took Naruto's team to do some hidden training … The location wasn't very good … because the weather was too hot, and many people liked to swim or something like that. Then, he accidentally ran into a few ninja who were changing their clothes. It was originally a hidden training, so it wasn't a big deal, but Jiraiya -sama couldn't control himself and said 'Good job' a few times. "
"Continue."
"Sasuke and Sakura came out when they saw that something was wrong, but Naruto's hiding place was too bad, and he was too close to Jiraiya -sama …"
Watergate Daddy sighed again, and his eyes unnaturally glanced at the photo on the cabinet next to him. He felt that his wife in the photo was screaming Chakra at him, and she was about to pull his ear and yell at him, "Bo Fung Watergate, you're a bad person. Look, I told you to guard against Jiraiya, but look at what you did!" His son was finally being treated as a pervert!
"Let's eat first." Kakashi followed his teacher's gaze and looked at Kina's photo. In the photo, Kina reflected a cold light, and he felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up.
Watergate still stared at the photo without moving, "Kakashi, find out who's free to teach the class. Regardless of anything else, at least they should look like a teacher."
Kakashi scratched his head, "You eat first. Now we're not as short of manpower as when Naruto graduated. Even if we can't find a suitable one, we can take turns. "
Watergate still didn't move, "Or, I'll teach Naruto's class. What do you think?"
Kakashi sighed, "Are you sure you're not crazy?"
"Anyway, I'm not busy these days."
…
"And, Kakashi. Who's Naruto going on a date with at noon every day? "
Kakashi was stunned and swallowed the words "not a girl" back into his stomach, and wiped the cold sweat in his heart. He was almost tricked into telling the truth by his teacher again, but how should he answer? He had to continue to signal Kabuto, who had already eaten and was silently washing the pot.
Kabuto continued to work silently with his head down. Although he had smoothly participated in Naruto's life, he didn't care about things that he shouldn't care about. However, he had followed Naruto for a few months, and now he was mentally prepared for the man to immediately get up, go upstairs, and sleep with his head covered. 5, 4, 3, 2 …
1。
Bo Fung Watergate went upstairs and closed the door with a bang.
Kakashi stared at the smiling Kabuto, his eyes hinting, "You're dead."
Kabuto smiled silently and replied with his eyes, "Lord seems to have split into a shadow clone just now."
Kakashi went upstairs to take a look. Sure enough, this kind of clone with only half of everything can only deceive the enemy. Acquaintances can't see it carefully. So he quietly retreated and went to find his other half of the teacher. Before he went out, he didn't forget to glare at Kabuto again.
Kabuto smiled and swept Naruto's leftover healthy lunch into the trash can, humming a song and continuing to wash the pot.
Once we start to pay attention to familiar things around us, we're not far from discovering the truth.
…
60 years in Konoha.
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