August 8, 60 Konoha
Eleven o 'clock in the morning.
After three days of rapid and efficient cooperation between various departments, the Country of Fire and the Land of the Wind finally passed the "Draft Amendment Bill for Strengthening Internal Cooperation on the Basis of Economic Alliance and Supplementing Unified Laws and Regulations".
Konoha, Naruto Building, small conference room.
Uchiha Itachi, who was temporarily seconded to the conference room for general affairs work in Naruto's office, gave a cup of hot tea to everyone who had gathered here for three days.
They yawned and went home quietly.
The office was also filled with yawns. But the atmosphere was as good as ever … When they had the same goal,
And there was only one Naruto, the Third Naruto and the Fourth Generations.
Or like now, when the two highest-ranking leaders of Konoha were absent.
"Our Fourth Generations hasn't shown up for several days. I only see him signing every day. I really don't know what's going on in his head." Uchiha Fugaku, the only representative of the Council of Elders who participated in this negotiation, played with the remote control in his hand.
He didn't give it to Chief of Staff Hiroyuki Yamanaka, who stretched out his hand to ask for it.
Hiroyuki Yamanaka sighed.
He ignored Fugaku.
He turned around and continued to pack up the box connected to the big screen in the conference room.
"Hey,
There's nothing to do now anyway. There's still an hour before dinner.
It's not a good time to eat or sleep now. There are no outsiders here. "Uchiha Fugaku asked for a snub under his wife's warning gaze.
He awkwardly put the remote control into the box full of strange instruments. "Let's talk."
"What's there to talk about? I haven't slept for three days.
Aren't you sleepy? "Shikaku Nara finally got up from the table.
He pretended that he didn't understand the obvious meaning behind Fugaku's words.
He picked up the teacup in front of him and drank a mouthful of tea.
The tea leaves were good, and the water was boiled well. The temperature was just right. He couldn't help but feel jealous of Fugaku. "You're blessed, Fugaku. Your son has good skills."
Fugaku was a little embarrassed. He wanted to complain that Bo Fung Watergate had always treated his eldest son as a waiter, but he didn't want to mention the fact that his son had never made him a cup of tea at home. He could only laugh and point at the box in Hiroyuki's hand, trying to change the topic. "Speaking of which, this thing is quite convenient."
"Yes, it's quite convenient."
Shikaku took another sip of tea. "But I think it's time to talk to Watergate. He always likes to fill up his schedule — too much efficiency isn't a good thing. "
"I understand." Fugaku laughed. "You're complaining about Watergate's new invention. But I feel that he has once again saved the world. You see, if not for this, we would still have to follow him back and forth between the Kingdom of Wind and the Kingdom of Fire. At that time, the negotiations wouldn't have lasted for three days. It would be considered good if you couldn't sleep for three months. But what exactly is this thing? "
"It's right that you don't know. You dropped the ball at Konoha Hospital." Hiroyuki closed the box and dragged it back to his seat. "Watergate also took a few days off, and then you got a new communicator."
"You mean this?" Fugaku dug into his trouser pocket, took out a black walkie-talkie, and pointed at the green numeric keypad on it.
"Then last month, he continued to take leave." Hiroyuki continued to yawn.
"So this came out, the Remote Visual Thor Communicator. As long as he also installs this little box and connects to the screen, he'll be able to quarrel with those old foxes in the Land of the Wind without leaving the house." Hinata looked at Hiroyuki's yawning and began to say, "I'm looking forward to him taking leave again this month, and then see what happens next."
"Oh, that's a good idea." Hiroyuki patted Watergate's shoulder. "I hope that Watergate's next invention will be a real high-power computing system. Anyway, Thor relies on calculation to a large extent. It's easy to change the formula into a tax calculator. Comrade Logistics Minister, the next time Watergate asks you to do something in bulk, remember to mention it to him. If he doesn't do it, we won't give him the money."
"Hiroyuki, Watergate definitely has a little money stash." Fugaku winked at Hiroyuki, who was looking forward to it.
Hiroyuki Yamanaka understood and looked at Shikaku Nara. Suddenly, he turned to Kakashi, who was still sorting out the materials, and said, "Right, Kakashi, your teacher definitely has a little money stash."
"Yeah." Kakashi hummed as a reply and continued to work.
"So, do you have it or not?" Uchiha Fugaku looked at Kakashi, who was obviously depressed even though his face was covered, and couldn't help but want to tease this stubborn junior.
"Guess." Kakashi glanced at his senpai, neatly filed the sorted documents, and handed them one by one to the managers of the various departments sitting there to sign.
"Okay, Kakashi." Shikaku Nara signed the documents and returned them to him. "Let's get straight to the point. Naruto — Nine Tails — how long is your teacher going to struggle?"
"Don't worry about it, I've already arranged it." Kakashi sighed.
"Hey, you're not bad." Uchiha Fugaku gave him a thumbs up. "You've already thought about how to end it? This time, I admit that my son is not as good as you. "
Kakashi ignored Fugaku and directly grabbed the signed documents from his hand.
"How did you arrange it?" Shikaku Nara still wasn't reassured.
"This time, Senpai will talk to Naruto." Kakashi was a little impatient.
"That won't do, Kakashi." Shikaku Nara frowned. "Your teacher has been preparing to talk to Naruto since he was three years old, but later he hesitated and decided to delay it until he was six years old. He started school when he was six years old, and then he delayed it until he was twelve years old … Who can guarantee that he won't push it until he's eighteen years old or something?"
"That's very likely." Hinata handed the documents to Kakashi and said seriously, "I have a feeling that this time, Four Generations -sama is actually trying to fool us. “
Kakashi took the documents and looked at Hinata, who suddenly became more tacit with him and began to joke to ease the atmosphere. He knew that he wouldn't be able to leave without an explanation. He could only spread his hands and smile. "Do you really want to know how I can guarantee that there won't be a problem this time?"
A few middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman instantly looked at Kakashi.
Kakashi was scared by their stares and forced himself to whisper two words into Uchiha Fugaku's ear, then disappeared without a trace with the documents.
"What did he say?" A few people who didn't hear clearly began to ask.
"Take a guess." Uchiha Fugaku sighed. He was fooled by a junior who was a generation younger than him.
"Don't mess around." Chief of Staff Hiroyuki looked at Fugaku sternly.
"Kakashi only said two words."
"Are you kidding? Although he's wearing a mask, I can still see that he said more than two words to you."
"Just two words."
"Really?"
"Really, really, I swear on my son."
…
And so, the atmosphere in the conference room relaxed again. Since Kakashi was still in the mood to joke around, even if he was fooled again, his sensei shouldn't be anything to worry about. But what was the truth? It was obvious that they hadn't realized that impressions could sometimes interfere with rational thinking.
Minato's residence, 11: 15 PM.
Kakashi stood outside his sensei's study, but he didn't dare to go in. He wasn't as calm as he was when facing the others just now. But since he had decided to participate in Konoha's chaotic factional struggles, he could learn not to show his emotions. He was worried that since yesterday, Sagittarius -sensei stopped him and insisted on talking to him, he would teach him a lesson. Sagittarius -sensei used his big fist to scare his enemies. Kakashi couldn't help but rub his face. He was glad that he had the habit of wearing a mask all year round. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to leave the house with half of his face blue. But perhaps he could overcome his psychological barrier and continue working?
Thinking about work, Kakashi sighed again. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but he quickly put it down. He had already lost confidence in his plan, even though the plan had already completed the second last step, which was to let Eero, the Force Of Human Column, speak. Although Naruto didn't seem to have much of a brain, Naruto couldn't forget how his three disciples kept probing, boldly exploring, and guessing the General Staff Department's plan bit by bit. In short, Naruto was just too lazy to use his brain. Just like yesterday, Eero only mentioned a little, and that kid already had a premonition. Even … Kakashi shuddered. He felt that perhaps Naruto already knew the answer, but he just needed to confirm it. Yes, sensei was right. Even if sensei didn't say anything, Naruto would know when the time came.
But what if? What if in the end, he couldn't control his power like that unlucky Eero and caused irreparable damage? What if Naruto really killed his own people or people he shouldn't have killed during a mission like Eero … Would Naruto kill his beloved son? Or would Konoha give birth to an unprecedented rebellious shadow?
Although sensei tried his best to hide it, the truth was that as Naruto's consciousness and power grew, the seal that separated Nine Tails and Naruto was loosening. It was getting harder and harder for sensei to repair the seal. Maybe it wouldn't take long …
Kakashi took a deep breath and was about to knock on the door again.
The document in his hand was the last document that needed to be signed by Naruto. Once he signed, the agreement with Sand Hidden would take effect, and Golden Flash wouldn't be able to use all kinds of excuses to lock himself in the study room. After all, there were still a lot of things that needed Four Generations Naruto to show up. So, it was better to get the pain over with.
But Kakashi's hand was still shaking. If Sagittarius hadn't punched him yesterday to wake him up … Damn it, why didn't he realize it in the beginning? Could his sensei really bear it? Whether it was Golden Flash or Four Generations Naruto, he had been standing behind Bo Fung Watergate for 20 years. He knew better than anyone else that this person could get tired, hurt, sick, sad, angry, and even despair …
Finally, Kakashi raised his hand again. He knew that his sensei couldn't possibly not know that he was outside the door. By now, it was impossible for him not to know what his disciple wanted to do.
In fact, Bo Fung Watergate did know that Kakashi was outside the door, and he also knew what Kakashi was here for. But he really didn't want to see Kakashi now. Yes, his disciple was finally smart for once. He knew how to use a trick, and it was very effective. Sometimes, simple and crude means were better than careful planning. But at the same time, it also meant that there were loopholes everywhere.
"How naive." The unlucky Naruto, who had been busy patching his disciple for the past few days, sighed secretly. Once again, he was sure that Kakashi was the kind of person who couldn't use his brain to deal with complicated problems.
The success of a trick wasn't just dependent on whether the goal was achieved or not.
For example, the Force Of Human Column. Was it really necessary to talk about it on the table? The Kazekage was definitely not clean, but how clean could he be as Naruto? Didn't he make his own son into a weapon? And the current Nine Tails was Naruto's only son … What did this mean for ordinary ninjas or people who lost their husbands, wives, parents, and children because of the Force Of Human Column? It wasn't easy to survive the battlefield, and they said that they would be happy together until their hair turned white.
Yes. No one was a fool. He and Sandaime-sama had a rare tacit understanding to minimize this incident as much as possible. But it was still dug up, and in such a way … Bo Fung Watergate couldn't help but think that the incident caused by Kakashi might not be just an accident. Perhaps something even stranger might be involved in it. After all, there were many things that couldn't be said back then, and they couldn't stand up to scrutiny. What if those secrets were completely dug up? Haha, he wouldn't be the only one waiting to commit suicide to atone for his sins.
Bo Fung Watergate smiled bitterly. Whenever he thought about what happened 12 years ago, he felt that living was too tiring. His body felt heavy as if it had been pressed under the Naruto Rock for 100 years. He thought more than once, what if he had died with Kina at that time? Wouldn't it be better for everyone? But he had to admit that he was really greedy. He couldn't bear to part with his newborn son.
In short, it was all his fault. As Naruto, husband, and father, he was willing to bear all his sins. But not now.
"Lord."
"Hmm?"
Yaoshi Dou looked at Naruto, who had been lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and didn't move. He had to interrupt him. As a qualified Shadow Guard and medical ninja, he found that since Kakashi stood outside the door, the person he was guarding didn't seem to be in a good condition. He frowned, gently leaned over, and squatted down. Naruto's face was paler than an hour ago. His breathing was short and rapid. Without any equipment, he knew that this person's heart was beating very fast, but his pulse was getting weaker and weaker.
"Lord, do you want to eat something?"
"Go away, I don't want to eat."
Yaoshi Dou listened to Naruto's weak words, and his lungs were about to explode. This willful Hokage has been refusing to eat since 3 days ago. Although he has a nutrition needle, but that kind of thing can't fill his stomach! What was he trying to do?! Even if he wanted to commit suicide, he shouldn't do this! Was he the Hokage who starved himself to death from hypoglycemia and low blood pressure?
"Listen, your stomach is making a solemn protest." Since the death of Danzō and Orochimaru, Kabuto was really determined to curry favor with Naruto and climb to a good position until retirement. But if this willful guy died before he retired, his life as a medical ninja would be ruined. "You need to eat."
"Stomachache." Naruto continued to vent his anger.
"Anyone who doesn't eat for three days will feel pain." Kabuto gritted his teeth and swallowed the complaints that he had already said into his stomach. He changed the topic, "I'll get you some porridge? Porridge will be better. How about millet porridge? Sweet, salty, or sour? "
"Sleepy." Naruto rubbed his eyes. "I'll be even more sleepy when I'm full. Let's wait until I'm done."
Listening to Naruto's answer, Kabuto only felt angry and his face turned white. But he looked at the person in front of him who closed his eyes and seemed like he would slide off the sofa in the next second. He could only quickly take out the prepared nutrition needle and insert it into Naruto's blood vessels. "Sir, let's go to the hospital. Is the injury from the last punch by Jiraiya getting worse? It's better to check it out. "
"Oh ~ Don't you think you're not behaving like yourself now?" After absorbing the medicine, Naruto's spirit seemed to be much better immediately. He opened his eyes and smiled at his subordinates. "It seems that acting on one's own initiative is really attractive to an assassin."
"I'm proud of following orders in all my actions." Kabuto was about to cry. He regretted it now. He shouldn't have taken the initiative to ask to be planted with the "Loyalty Oath Curse at the Stake of Life" in order to reassure Naruto. Otherwise, he would have already knocked this man out. He now only hoped that Kakashi outside the door would quickly finish his entanglement, roll in, and take his teacher to the cafeteria or the hospital.
Finally,
"Dang Dang Dang."
Kabuto breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stood up to open the door. But as soon as his hand touched the handle, he almost smashed the door. Damn it, he was actually scared by Naruto's "Come in" behind him. However, his reaction was still agile, and he instantly hid. His intuition told him that it was better for him to avoid it a little.
Kakashi, who entered the room, didn't care about Kabuto's ostrich action. He handed the documents to Naruto in a businesslike manner, and then waited for Naruto to sign each document.
"That's it, right?" Naruto put away the seal and handed the folder back to Kakashi.
"Yes."
"Phew." Naruto breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at Kakashi. "But I've done another thing."
"Yes." Kakashi made up his mind and looked back at his teacher without fear. But in the end, his eyes only fell on his teacher's chest.
"Hey. Kakashi, since things are almost done, the next few days shouldn't be too busy … Do you remember that some time ago you promised Naruto to barbecue camping? By the way, Guy and Anko have returned from their mission. Call them together. You arrange a gathering. Find a clear night, we must be able to see the stars. "Naruto kept staring at Kakashi's eyes.
"Yes." Kakashi seemed to have become mute. He knew that he came to urge his teacher, but he really found that he couldn't open his mouth.
But Naruto took the initiative to speak, "Then I'll go tell this good news to Naruto. Also, don't worry, since things have come to this, I'll also tell that thing. "
"Yes." Kakashi's feet stiffened, and he watched Naruto walk away with seemingly relaxed steps. He couldn't help but close his eyes.
Yaoshi Dou, who witnessed everything, followed closely behind because his Naruto did give him a fierce stare before leaving. That was the code word of Naruto's guards, "Come here, cooperate." Kabuto didn't understand what his boss wanted him to do. But after a few minutes, he understood … His Naruto was going to be a shameless person.
Being shameless was a very profound skill, and once mastered, it could solve any problem that you didn't want to solve.
…
August 8th, Konoha, 12 o 'clock.
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