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

Konoha 60

Fire Country Konoha

Uchiha House, master bedroom

6 o'clock

Uchiha Fugaku opened his eyes in the morning light and listened to the chirping of early birds eating worms outside the window.He actually wanted to grab something and throw it out as usual, and then collect the stray hairs in that place.But he didn't move at all today.

I really don’t want to get up at all, really.

When Uchiha Fugaku thought about it, he would crawl to the office at dawn and face the files all day long until dusk. After finally falling asleep, he might be out in the cold wind all night because of "someone who is a wanted criminal with no eyes". He just wanted to cry that the Minister of Security was not an easy job. He not only had to use his brains but also his hands.

But there is obviously no need to be so tired.That damn Minato Namikaze just needs to be his Hokage and meddle in his own business every day.Just because he is a few years younger is great, and he will make it easier when he gets older.

Anyway, Fugaku really decided to yell at Naruto this time: I quit, I quit.Why don't I keep a large pension and work with you until death?

Haven't I already handed over my lovely eldest son to you? My son, like other young people in Konoha, has always admired the Hokage beyond measure, plus the love of the three generations of old men who stayed at the Ninja School all day long when he was in school. Education, he is still in the damn ANBU. My son has been in your Minato ANBU for four full years. Four years, a person's teenage years when his outlook on life and values ​​are formed all belong to Konoha. You estimate that your son will be here in the end. He might not hesitate to kill me.

So why don't you worry about using it? My son is very good, and he is more obedient than me, an old and cunning Uchiha.We Uchiha are indeed not very honest.But at that time, we were forced by the Senju family. If it weren't for their family, our Uchiha family wouldn't be here. So as long as they and you, well, why do we have to survive until now? Who would want to die?

Anyway, Minato Namikaze, from now on, you can use all your strength to control my son. I won’t keep you company. You are becoming more and more indescribable. Anyway, you have transformed the "Special Assassination Unit" from top to bottom with your character. For the sake of aesthetics, I knew you and I would never be able to play together. You know, you made my son dislike my classic Uchiha face even when he was in ANBU.I really took the opportunity to beg you so much that I transferred him from the field back to the inside.Yes, you are right. My son is indeed not very suitable for working in the back office, but I just want my son to be closer to his father. So what if I am a father and he is a son? He just can’t stand my behavior. With a paralyzed face and a slightly stiffened wing, you dare to show me that expression every day. So what if I change my face? Who makes me the father and he the son?Compared to having a son to take care of in old age, face is nothing, right? Minato Namikaze, face is nothing.

"Fugaku, you're going to be late." So Uchiha Mikoto, who hadn't waited for anyone to have breakfast, opened the door and saw her husband still lying on the bed, eyes wide and wandering around with unpredictable expressions, probably thinking something was wrong, "I want to what"

"Thinking about my retirement life, what do you think about pulling out the flowers and plants in the backyard and growing some vegetables?"

"Do you know how to plant? You can't even tell the difference between leeks and weeds." Mikoto knelt down in front of her husband and touched Fugaku's forehead with her hand. "You don't have a fever."

"Who has a fever? I'm serious. My dad has given birth to two geniuses in a row. How can I not be good at breeding? My husband is a quick learner."

"Is it."

"Of course, I have actually wanted to tell you for a long time. I feel sorry for you doing the laundry and cooking every day for so many years. When I retire, I will do it for you every day." Fugaku stretched out his left hand and wrapped it around his wife's long hair. .

"Why are you so sweet-mouthed today? You were obviously a quiet faceless person during the blind date, but as the days passed, you became more and more talkative." Uchiha Mikoto gently held her husband's other hand and pinched it hard. , pinched until blood almost flowed out, but Fugaku still didn't react at all. She sighed, "Look at your right arm, does it hurt?"

"Theoretically it should be quite painful." Fugaku looked at his right hand which was helpless and smiled sheepishly, "But your husband, I seem to be unable to feel the existence of the right side of my body today."

Uchiha Mikoto was so happy that Fugaku stood up and turned around. Her husband's intact hand was still holding her hair when she couldn't move.Looking at her husband's somewhat silent eyes, Mikoto laughed out loud, "I won't leave. I'm going to call the medical team because it's just an old injury. Your injury is just a trauma involving the nervous system. You won't die. The injury to my knee joint is not Does it hurt every day?"

Fugaku just wouldn't move.

"There's really nothing we can do about you." Mikoto turned around, lowered her head, and kissed Fugaku's lips, "Don't worry, Jounin Uchiha Fugaku, Jounin Uchiha Mikoto will not abandon you, even if you can't move your whole body, absolutely, no Yes, I will abandon you."

"No." Fugaku looked at his serious wife and smiled, "I just want you to take a leave of absence for me."

then.

At 8:[-], when Naruto and Sakura had handed in the abominable canteen waiter task, received the task fee and left the task hall to divide the money, Uchiha Sasuke still did not show up.

Uzumaki Naruto stood at the door of the Hokage Tower, looking at the sun and squinting his eyes.

"It stands to reason that Sasuke shouldn't not come. He's not sick, right?" Sakura frowned, a little worried.

"He's strong." Naruto wasn't worried about the boy getting sick at all, "Maybe he was beaten by his father again."

"Then let's go to his house and have a look. I haven't been to the Uchiha clan master's mansion yet." Sakura was still very worried about Sasuke, "Besides, the day after tomorrow is the Chuunin exam. Since you are signing up in the name of a team, there is the possibility of a team fight. The sex is very high. While we have nothing to do today, we should always discuss it together and at least get the password correct first."

"The team password must be reset, but I don't recommend that you go to the Uchiha Mansion. It's as spooky as a haunted house. If your words and deeds are not rigid, you will feel uncomfortable." Naruto stopped Sakura from going to Sasuke. He actually knew why Sasuke didn't come to rendezvous, but the situation was very delicate now. As long as the little genin knew that they were about to take the exam, the Konoha security chief asked for sick leave. At the critical moment when the chuunin exam was about to begin, he didn't care. I had seen the depressed expression on the Hokage's face all morning.

"That"

"Didn't Kakashi already inform you tomorrow morning?

See you at the training ground? "

“Is it credible?”

"Said in front of the Hokage."

"So Sasuke will be here tomorrow."

"Yes, he is probably stuck because of some natural family issues."

"Then there's no way."

Naruto was happy to see that although Sakura was still worried, she stopped pursuing it when she heard about "family issues".He didn't know why he would be happy that Sasuke didn't come to report today. In short, he didn't want to go home so early and there was no one at home anyway. "Sakura, go find Shikamaru."

Sakura looked a little confused when Naruto suddenly said such words.

"Go ask about the Chuunin exams."

"Hokage-sama gave you a hint."

"How could my dad tell me in advance?" Naruto scratched his head. He actually wanted to tell Sakura. He knew that some of the examiners should be members of the Hokage Guards. He had been listening to his dad and Kakashi's discussion some time ago. It's like letting a group of people go out to do some administrative work, but there's no way to spread such words that were accidentally heard.

"But make sure Shikamaru is home."

"Their class is also on break today, so lazy people like you haven't gotten up yet."

"Finally, how do you know Shikamaru knows." Sakura was confused.

Naruto actually didn't know why, "I just think Shikamaru looks like he knows everything."

Nara Shikamaru does know a lot of things now.However, he was not sleeping in at home, nor was he leisurely watching the clouds in the back mountain. He was now in his father's office, the great Konoha Intelligence Department, and was caught doing work.

Moreover, it is not the job of the Intelligence Department.

In short, the young Genin Shikamaru looked like a real office clerk, skillfully reading the report in his hand, and writing and drawing with a calculator and pencil.The only difference is that the thick report in his hand has no title, no category title, only numbers.All he has to do is add, subtract, and divide.So there is actually no need to hide it from him. Does Konoha have other departments besides the General Staff Office that need to do this kind of thing?

"It's really troublesome. Being good at math has become a sin." Shikamaru finished another boring report calculation and complained with a curl of his lips.

"Stop talking nonsense, finish your calculations and go home early. Don't let your mother worry." Nara Shikaku, who was buried in thicker documents, finally raised his head. He looked at his son who was chewing on the pen and scolded him in a low voice. With.

Shikamaru sighed, scratched his head with a pen, and then poked at the pigeon skeleton in front of him. He was stunned for a few seconds, then he resignedly continued to take out a piece of scratch paper and began to calculate a report that he had no idea what it was.

Looking at his son who was suddenly clouded, Lu Jiu also sighed with some distress, "Okay, take a break. Who allowed you to show off your talent a year ago and just dare to imitate my handwriting to make reports? Do you think everyone is a fool? Lie to us and come back in 10 years."

"That person is suffering from an old injury and has a headache. He wants to hit the wall. He still keeps crying and shouting that he will use it tomorrow. What if he can't finish it tomorrow? If it's later, it won't really be the end of the world. How could it have just come out? The hospital has to work without a few days of rest, so the Hokage must be too ruthless in employing people."

"You really dare to say that." Lu Jiurou rubbed his forehead, poured a glass of water for his son, and handed it over.

Shikamaru flattened his mouth and took the water, "Look at Sasuke's father."

"He deserves it. He can't drink because of his injuries. He will drink to death. He will cause trouble to others at the critical moment."

"Yes, yes." Shikamaru shook his head, listening to the angrily chattering of his father, who had a completely different temperament from at home. Although he had expected that the wife at home would be strict and it would be easy to control others outside, he still felt a little incomprehensible. Well, why do people have different differences at home and in the office? His father is not the only one. For example, who would have thought that the Konoha Security Minister who was so serious that Sasuke got scared when he heard it, and who was famous for his facial paralysis, could actually be a hobby? A talkative talker; the chief of staff who can help Ino buy anything just by saying a few nice words to her. Although on the surface he still looks gentle, gentle, gentle, considerate and soft-hearted, in essence he is just like a robot. Rigid and unyielding, Hinata-sama is also described differently from Hinata. He doesn't look like a father who talks to his daughter about her mother-in-law. Instead, he always speaks and does things neatly and crisply.

As for the Hokage-sama, Naruto rarely mentioned anything on his own initiative, so it was a bit difficult to figure it out. However, Shikamaru sighed. It was different from what his classmates imagined. He thought about it as he thought, and he was used to wandering around. Sometimes he also talked nonsense. That guy is not Uzumaki Naruto at all, but completely Naruto's father.

"What are you thinking about? Holding a cup and not drinking water." Nara Shikaku looked at his son who was wandering away and could only continue to sigh. No matter how good a 12-year-old child is, he can't concentrate there.

"I was thinking, why do so many people who are good at math have to find me to work for?" Shikamaru asked casually after returning to his senses.

"Because the data you see are all confidential level S or above." The intelligence minister deliberately sneered.

"Dad, you are murdering your own son." Shikamaru suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He quickly dropped the document, dropped the pen, and covered his eyes with his hands, "I don't know anything."

"Don't tell me you don't know, it doesn't matter whether you know or not." Lu Jiu pushed the cup, urging his son to drink water quickly and work quickly.

Shikamaru had no choice but to shut up, drink water and get to work.Well, his IQ made him understand that he was indeed quite suitable for the Minister of Intelligence. If he couldn't even keep his own son clean, Konoha might as well forget it. It would be better for the whole village to die together.

How many faces can a person have?

Konoha February 60, 2, evening, sunny

There are less than 3 days left until the Chunin Examination

Today, Naruto met Konohamaru on his way home. Facing his enthusiastic younger brother, Naruto learned to lie and deal with it for the first time in order to get away.

It's not that he doesn't like Konohamaru anymore, it's just that he is suddenly worried about his father.Although he hadn't noticed it before, he could see with his eyes that the older generation of ninjas were always covered in old wounds. Last time it was Shikamaru's father, this time it was Sasuke's father, and next time.