[Hokage] Secrets of the Fathers [Fourth Generation Center]

Konoha 60 years

Fire Country Konoha

early February

Early in the morning, the night is cool.

"Disturbing someone's sleep is extremely immoral."

Namikaze Minato lifted the quilt, exposed his eyes, and said to Orochimaru who was sitting beside his bed.

"Are you sure this is a dream and not a nightmare~" Orochimaru looked at the sleepy Namikaze Minato, "Get up, is there anything to eat? I haven't eaten yet."

"Are you having breakfast or dinner?" Minato Namikaze sat up and motioned to the frightened secret guards in the room to calm down, "Go to the cafeteria and ask for some fried noodles."

"If you entertain guests like this, there won't be vegetables or meat in the refrigerator." Orochimaru licked the corner of his mouth, "We can cook hot pot."

"Afraid of being poisoned, why do you have to watch the food being cooked before you eat it?" Minato got up, took the coat handed to him by the secret guard and put it on, glanced at Orochimaru, "Let's go to the restaurant."

Orochimaru followed, "I'm going to eat it while it's still cold. I've been running around so much this winter that I don't have a chance."

"I haven't had the chance to eat all winter. The winter in the Land of Fire is too short." Minato stopped the secret guard who wanted to help them make hot pot. He personally took out the pots and pans, fish, shrimp and vegetables, and showed them to Orochimaru one by one.

Orochimaru carefully inspected each one with peace of mind, watching Namikaze Minato preparing hot pot for him, "I thought you were surrounded by a group of omnipotent guards and your ability to take care of yourself had successfully degenerated into an infant."

Minato rolled his eyes at him, plugged in the electric pot, and started pouring water into it, "You come here in the middle of the night every time. No matter how the security department changes the barrier, they can't stop you."

"Because I made the basic model of the barrier."

Namikaze Minato was depressed, "Sorry, I forgot. I will reorganize and write the defense system barrier when I have time."

"Do you have time."

"Time is like a sponge, there will always be a squeeze." Minato rummaged through the kitchen cabinets.

"What are you looking for."

"spoon."

Orochimaru looked at the busy Minato and the secret guard next to him who wanted to help his master find something, "Minato, the one next to you knows."

Minato glanced at the secret guard who was eager to try, and finally gave up and sat back in his seat.As soon as he lowered his head, the spoon appeared in front of him.

Orochimaru looked at the spoon that was neatly placed in Minato's bowl, and then at the dusty object in front of him. He resigned himself to washing the spoon, "I said, Minato, I heard that the genius young man from Uchiha came recently. I've made you the captain of the guard. Who is he? Come and get to know him."

"He usually only works the day shift." Minato said while taking the juice handed to him by the secret guard and drinking it.

"I understand the gold-plated one." Orochimaru continued to pour the juice by himself, "Zizi, you are very particular about freshly squeezed juice. But Fugaku is actually willing to let his precious son work as your follower. And I doubt that young master can really do it. Housework?"

"I wouldn't dare use the young master of the Uchiha family to do housework."

"Then this one has red eyes and pupils that are moving around. He has been staring at me since I came in. His surname is not Uchiha."

"He doesn't count. He is the one who is dead. You are so well-informed and you can't possibly not know it." Minato turned around and smiled at his overly nervous secret guard, "Come on, this is Orochimaru-senpai, you should have been alive when you were alive. I’ve seen it.”

"I met him several times when I was a kid, sir." The secret guard ignored Orochimaru who was waiting for him to greet him, and helped Minato put the ingredients into the pot in order.

"Hey, this powerful waiter." Orochimaru looked really interesting and pointed at Minato, "Do you feel that you can't stop the wind and clouds and take revenge? The cat is here to serve this useless guy 24 hours a day. , it’s a bit of a loss.”

The waiter ignored him and continued to take care of the boiling pot, picking vegetables and tofu into his adult bowl.

Minato smiled, biting the white tofu happily, "Hey, I know you like to traffic in people, but poaching in front of them is not right."

Orochimaru spread his hands and stopped asking for trouble. He also picked and picked, specifically looking for veal.But after taking a few bites, he suddenly frowned and said, "Hey, the meat isn't too fresh."

"You can make do with it. I can't eat it to death. I bought it a few days ago."

"Then why don't you eat?" Orochimaru was confused.

"It will give you a stomachache if you eat it."

"Hasn't your stomach problem been cured long ago?"

"If you don't eat, it won't hurt anymore."

Orochimaru was so embarrassed that he stopped talking and just kept eating.

So there was a gentle breeze and drizzle on one side, while the wind rolled behind the remaining clouds on the other.

Minato Namikaze turned off the fire in the pot, "Okay, now that you're full and haven't been poisoned to death, tell me what you came here for today."

"Ah, I was just passing by and I came to tell you," Orochimaru chewed the last kelp loudly.

"I killed the Kazekage."

Namikaze Minato was a little stupid on the spot, tilted his head and blinked, looking at Orochimaru who was still struggling with the kelp.

"He didn't cooperate with the work at all. He only wanted to benefit his sand ninja. I thought that since I usually have nothing to do, wouldn't it be more convenient to just pretend to be his layout? His two sons and one daughter are quite interesting. Yes, I get along well with them. No need to thank me. I know you have a hobby of raising children. These three are still young, and I will have to trouble you to take care of them in the future."

Namikaze Minato continued, ""

Orochimaru stood up and looked at the silent junior, grinning condescendingly, "It's not bad for Konoha anyway. That Gaara needs a new father most now, you must be interested. You and Kinai When I got married, didn’t I swear in front of so many people that I would have a squadron of children?”

"Are you there?" Namikaze Minato finally spoke, but Orochimaru couldn't hear it and couldn't stop him when he came. He could stop him when he walked.

"Sir." The secret guard with Sharingan eyes handed the dazed adult a glass of warm water, and called the other secret guards who finally relaxed to clean up the restaurant.

"Yeah." Namikaze Minato took the water and looked at the guy in front of him who was black from head to toe, "You heard it. Now it's okay. You and Gen and the others will let you know tomorrow. We are going to be killed by a big snake this time. Maru was completely dragged into the water.”

"Yes, my lord."

"Oh, is Sandai awake?

"Minato almost forgot that he had to report to his teacher's teacher every time Orochimaru came.

The expired Uchiha waiter looked at the person in charge of the intelligence who was hiding in the dark, and got accurate information, "He is currently in the office of the Presbyterian Church."

"Yeah." Namikaze Minato slowly stood up.

The poor ANBU who was wandering around carefully observed the situation of the person he was guarding, and considered whether he should give him a hand, but his master ignored him.So, he could only follow the person he was protecting, watching the person wander up to the second floor, walk into the bedroom, throw himself directly onto the bed, reach out and grab the corner of the quilt, and cover his head.

The dead Uchiha let out a long sigh and approached the bed, "Sir, you just ate, don't sleep on your stomach."

"Yeah, yeah." Namikaze Minato mumbled vaguely and turned over obediently.

So this unlucky secret guard could only continue to sigh, and had to think about what Orochimaru said just now. He was very helpless, because his main job now is indeed, he has to, is it worth taking care of this wayward Hokage's daily life? He is indeed have no idea.

"By the way, tell Sandai that I'm sleepy. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Yes, sir." The waiter, who was already in a tangled state, responded reflexively. He seemed to have heard his elder say to tell the third generation to talk about it tomorrow.But it doesn't matter, anyway, this man who has quickly fallen asleep will have difficulty doing anything else before dawn.

sleepy

"Don't you think he has become more and more unscrupulous recently?"

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, walked around Mito Kadobu's office with his hands behind his back and a cigarette in his mouth.

Mito Kadoyan and Koharu, who had gone to bed, looked at each other and sighed.

"Anyway, it won't matter if you call him a few times. He's already asleep. It won't matter if he goes to work in the morning." Mito Kadoyan looked at the clock on the wall. 3:05 is not a few hours away anyway.

"It's not a matter of time or not, it's attitude, attitude" Sarutobi Hiruzen continued to circle.

"Okay, Sandai." Xiaochun yawned loudly when he went to bed, "It's really uncomfortable to be woken up in the middle of the night."

"He's not feeling well. I'm not feeling well yet. Since we old people who are half-buried can all get up and wait for him to speak. Why can't he, a young man, speak clearly before going to sleep?" Sarutobi Hiruzen retorted.

Mito Menen suppressed his desire to sleep and opened his mouth, but looking at the angry Sarutobi, he didn't say anything out loud. He just came and could tell you the truth.Besides, everyone can still sleep for a while during the morning report. If they come right away, everyone will be completely unable to sleep.

"Forget it, he has the obligation to maintain his working status tomorrow." Koharu yawned again, approached Sarutobi Hiruzen, held his shoulders and made him stay in the chair, "Sandai, is no longer a village It’s the age of thousands of people.”

Sarutobi broke free from Koharu's hand, "Don't you think it's strange? We are a ninja village, mercenaries, and a standing army of the country. We are now like this. Has Minato Namikaze forgotten what it is to be a human being? "

Xiaochun increased the strength of his hands, "It's quite strange. But at least everyone is living well now. What else do you want? What do you think you can accomplish? Continuing to run a fiscal deficit to make ends meet to earn mission fees for those dignitaries, merchants and robbers seems to be It’s quite a lot, but what else can I do after receiving the pension and reimbursing the medical expenses?”

Sarutobi also increased his resistance, "I am ashamed of his methods of amassing money, but you don't understand, you don't understand. He is now pushing Konoha to a dead end."

Xiaochun continued to apply pressure on his hand, "He does mean to whitewash the situation, but the end of the road is not that exaggerated."

Sarutobi grabbed Koharu's hand with his backhand and tried to find another way to get rid of the female ninja's control. "Money, interests, material things, and enjoyment. Namikaze Minato is using these things to corrupt Konoha. Since you don't have to be a ninja, you can be a merchant and farmer, and you can do a little craft." Is it possible to get all this? Who will become a ninja? Who will become a ninja and rely on those ambitious ninja families who always put the family first? By that time, the decline of Konoha's military strength will be absolute. Once Konoha loses its livelihood, The military strength is whatever other people say."

"I still don't think it's that exaggerated." Koharu said every word. Her hand was very uncomfortable being grasped. She released her hand from Sarutobi's shoulder, quickly twisted his arms and parted them.

The "snap" chair finally couldn't withstand the fighting between two senior ninjas who were lucky enough to live to retirement age.

Crushed into dregs.

Mito Kadoyan, who was awakened by the sound, was stunned. He looked up at his two old friends who were beating sawdust on their bodies, "You will be charged double compensation for destroying public property. Which one of you two will pay?"

Koharu sighed. She looked at Sarutobi who looked lonely and comforted, "You are thinking too far-term. No matter how the times change, generally only the people will not know the truth and think that as long as there is morality and law, everything can be solved. Moreover, If you really reach that level, you will probably be reincarnated for who knows how many lifetimes." Koharu winked at Men Yan, cracked his finger joints, and pointed at the third generation with a sneer, "This pensioner is the best in Konoha. The tallest thing is just a chair.”

"Hahaha, it's just a chair." Mito Kadoyan, who had really slept just now, felt that the current atmosphere was baffling, so he hahaha, wanting to talk.But when he opened his mouth, he found that he was even sleepier, so he rubbed his eyes, waved his hands, and quickly said to the other two, "Let's talk about it in the morning. I'll go back to bed first."

Koharu looked at Sarutobi who still couldn't calm down and could only yawn, "I'm going back too. Sandai, you should go back and sleep too. No matter how energetic you are, you are no longer a young man."

"you"

Looking at the two teammates who left, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt sad in his heart.Are his teammates really not understanding or pretending not to understand?What kind of people who don't know the truth? Once people find out that they no longer need ninjas, what will happen to these ninjas? At the beginning of the war, those blood-stained families were exterminated one by one, even pregnant women and babies were not spared. Have you all forgotten? How difficult it was to control the situation in Konoha. It was so unfair. It was never the ninja who started the war.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the rotten wood on the ground and smoked silently.He didn't know what else to do. "Someone."

His waiter appeared quietly.

"Inform Jiraiya to return to Konoha"

"Yes, my lord."

No fisherman can be sure that he can return every time, because he knows that he cannot see the rough waves on the bottom of the sea.

Year 60 of Konoha, early February, cool night