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

木叶61年3月24日, 凌晨1点05分

Wooden leaves in the Land of Fire, insects chirping at the crescent moon

Namikaze Minato stood up with his sore neck and wrists moving, turned off the lights in the office and finally went home.

He rushed back to Konoha from the capital when it was dark today, and went straight to the office as soon as he came back.Even the Naruto brand dinner that they agreed to eat with their son was brought over by the ANBU.And he still remembered that Kakashi said that Naruto had something to talk to him, but he didn't know if it would be disappointing to hear it with such delay.

"Sir." A black figure stepped out from the dark corner.

"You're looking for death. You can't remember when you appear from the front of me." Namikaze Minato was startled as he was sleepy.

The yelled figure was also startled and forgot to speak.

However, the Hokage had calmed down. He looked at the red-eyed Anbu, whose body was stiff with cold sweat, and raised the corners of his mouth, "It turns out to be our cute little rabbit. How does it feel to have passed through the gate of hell?"

"I'm sorry, sir." The red-eyed Uchiha Shisui silently wiped the cold sweat from his hands. He swore that it was not a very pleasant thing to be enveloped by the golden flash of murderous intent.

"Where's Itachi?" Seeing that his subordinate was not in a good mood, the Hokage tried his best to change the subject.

"Sir, it's already past midnight, Itachi has changed his shift." Uchiha Shisui heard the word "Itachi" and finally relaxed his tense nerves, "Are you going to sleep in the office today?

"No, I want to go home, I'm very sleepy." Minato finally thought of looking at his watch, and was even more disappointed when he saw it. He had already determined that the cute little Naruto was asleep, "Also, I will be two hours late for the regular meeting tomorrow morning. Ah, let’s talk about it in the morning, okay? You’ve been a little annoyed lately, have you noticed?”

"No." Uchiha Shisui, who was completely normal, replied, but Naruto had disappeared into the air.He sighed and prepared to follow, but another figure also stepped out of the darkness.

"Why didn't you say anything?" The voice behind the mask was a little angry.

"Why don't you say that the adults are sleepy and impatient to hear what Kakashi has to say? Naruto has already said that he won't do anything about ANBU. He has never been a child who complains casually. So don't mess around. Well, isn't it just that a few things were broken that should have been broken a long time ago? It's not as serious as you think."

"No, that's because you don't know how important the washing machine and curtains are to the teacher." Kakashi still expressed concern.

"Yes, we don't know Kakashi. I think Hokage-sama is really not that pretentious. How did you see that your teacher is such a pretentious person?"

"You don't understand." Kakashi continued to sigh.

"I think we understand each other quite well. It's a pity that the adults are dying. I'll remember you for a few days at most, but I won't dwell on such boring issues for too long." Shisui never worried about Naruto, but he was a little worried. Kakashi, "Let me ask, have you ever felt that something is not right with you recently?"

"What?" Kakashi didn't understand.

"I think you need psychological counseling." Zhisui nodded, "I don't see you reading pornographic books anymore. You don't know what to worry about all day long."

"What?" Kakashi understood and was a little embarrassed. His reading of pornographic books has no direct relationship with caring about the teacher.

Shisui sighed, he didn't care if Kakashi understood or not, just a reminder was the ultimate kindness.Especially since he has been very busy recently, Lord Hokage has arranged some other tasks for him, and he is still the guard captain responsible for Hokage's nighttime security.Although the capricious adults recently got rid of the "annoying" personal guards, which obviously reduced the workload, the replacement of the roots and underage new jounin really can't make people feel at ease.

So 5 minutes later, Shisui still shamelessly watched Naruto fall asleep with his own eyes, and then he safely took his men and Gen, who was also deprived of the qualification of personal bodyguard, and silently scattered near the Namikaze residence.

At this time, Konoha was eerily quiet.

However, in the small living room of the main Uchiha house, the long-awaited time for Uchiha's godson has just begun.

"Why are you back so late?" Uchiha Fugaku sat cross-legged with his arms folded. He had been waiting for his eldest son for half a night plus an hour.

"The Hokage is working overtime and the lights in the office just went out." Itachi didn't notice that his father seemed to be in a bad mood today, so he still answered casually while drinking water.

"But you and the night shift captain handed over at 0:5, and then disappeared for an hour before going home. Didn't I tell you that I have something to ask you?" Fugaku looked at Itachi who didn't take it seriously, and was a little angry. .

Itachi still didn't notice that his father was angry, "Well, I haven't left since my shift was handed over. After all, I am in charge of the office. Uchiha must always bear in mind his responsibility."

""

Fugaku was choked and couldn't speak.He began to doubt whether it was a wise choice to please his son, who had lost his facial expression that had faded for many years, even though the brat began to be as close to him as a father and son.But at the same time, I have become like young people from other families, with less and less respect for their parents. This is not good.

"Dad, do you want some water?" Itachi finished the water and looked at Fugaku, who said he had something to ask him but remained silent, a little strange, "Dad."

Fugaku said nothing.

Itachi automatically understood this as the default, so he found a cup to wash the cup, put the water in front of Fugaku naturally, and then prepared to go back to sleep as naturally as usual.

And Fugaku looked at the water glass in front of him, and then at his son who was facing the door, tilting his head slightly and waiting for him to leave after finishing his words. He was a little at a loss. Although he changed his name to daddy, daddy is still daddy, sir. Before he finished speaking, he impatiently wanted to go where his good son who always answered questions had gone, but then he looked at the cup in front of him.His son, the eldest son of the Uchiha family, poured water for his father so naturally. He was so touched that his son actually cared about whether his father was thirsty. He was indeed his Itachi, much better than Sasuke, the boy who was spoiled by his mother.

"dad"

"It's okay." Fugaku responded reflexively.

"Oh, then dad, go to bed early. Don't imitate Hokage-sama. He is several years younger than you." Although Itachi was still very surprised as to what Fugaku wanted to ask him, when he heard the word "It's okay", It was more natural to open the door and leave.

"Itachi." Fugaku wanted to call Itachi, but his legs were a little numb after sitting for a long time. He used his inconvenient right hand in a hurry, but as soon as he raised it, the door had been closed outside, and he jumped away. Fugaku was very depressed. I couldn't swallow the words. I could only lower my head and draw circles silently, "You bastard, I'm only in my forties. I only go to the hospital once a year. Don't take it for granted that I go to the hospital four times a year." Use Namikaze Minato to compete with you and me."

Of course, Itachi wasn't that bored hiding at the door and listening secretly, so he would never hear it, and even if he heard it, he would pretend he didn't hear it.After staying in the administrative system office for more than a year, his retired father is more and more in line with the elders in this regard. Who knows when it will be said, in order to ensure the efficiency of tomorrow's work, he must fly go to sleep.

I saw him cleaning up his personal hygiene at wartime speed. He quickly went to bed, pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes. The retired father could sleep until he woke up naturally, while the working son had to get up early every day.And there is no lunch break, and you have to work non-stop until dark. If the Hokage works overtime until midnight, he will also have to stay up until midnight before changing shifts.The most important thing is that he doesn't seem to have any holidays. Last year, except for his mother Sasuke's birthday and his father's hospitalization for a few days, he stayed open all year round. According to the Konoha calendar, there are 360 ​​days in a year. Even if the fourth generation of adults was sick and asked for leave, the office was still open. It's not that he's afraid of hard work as it's not as hard as the amount of training he did when he was a student, but it's really tedious and boring. He always thought that nothing could be more trivial than memorizing mission information, and nothing could be more boring than shuriken-throwing training. Yes.But compared with those mountains of documents, do you know what it means to be overwhelmed? Come to the office and do it.

He's had enough anyway, and really, it's no use telling himself "I'm used to it" 1000 times a day.Although he no longer falls asleep standing while on duty, and even occasionally helps the Hokage draft unimportant documents, his colleagues are also used to the existence of this unpopular person.But does his life really want to continue like this?

He is only 18 years old and he is a ninja.Shouldn't the life goal of a ninja who has just grown up be to make himself stronger? Shouldn't he work hard to train taijutsu and develop ninjutsu? Shouldn't he go on missions and make his mission record full of sssss?Why did it get to this point? He shouldn't have followed the family's arrangements in the first place.Yes, it's nice to be with idols. Naruto treats him well and seems to learn a lot, but how can the golden sparkle in his heart be like this? How can he say that while his world view is collapsing, even his idols are also with him? Did it collapse?

Anyway, The more Itachi thought about it, the more he regretted it, and finally, he tossed and turned and fell asleep.

At this time in the small living room, Fugaku was still depressed.He has two sons. The younger one is basically ignored. Now he is 13 years old. It seems that he is not familiar with his father.

He hides all day long and gets close to his mother and brother; the eldest one has been in charge since he was a child, and finally becomes an adult. He is very good, but he doesn’t know what he is thinking more and more. He is indeed an extremely strict father, but he is also considerate. .That's it for Sasuke, but Itachi.

He didn't want his son, who had great hopes, to be like Naruto, whose father worked overtime and delivered meals. He didn't want his son to act like a housewife.But let’s not end up with nothing to say in the end.Namikaze Minato was right, it was no longer the precarious war era.They are all suffering from injuries, and the chances of living to a gray-haired age are extremely high. If they don't want to live an embarrassing and miserable old age, it is better to be close to their sons.So when he realized that there was something wrong with his body and he couldn't die, he stopped pretending to be paralyzed. But he still didn't know how to get along with his sons.

However, there seems to be some progress.Fugaku sighed and held the cup gently, feeling the warmth in his hands gradually receding, but his body remained warm.Looking around, he saw that the boiled water was so beautiful and worthy of being his Itachi, he didn't want to drink it all so quickly.

But he was so reluctant to part with it that he just sat there until 3 o'clock.

It was a bit cold at 3 o'clock. Mikoto, who was sleepy in the bedroom, turned over and wanted to squeeze in with her husband, but she couldn't touch him.Only then did he realize that Fugaku hadn't come back to talk to him for a long time. It was true that he could never learn to be considerate in his life. Itachi had to work during the day. No matter how strong his body was, he couldn't help but let others sleep.So Mikoto, who was a little angry, arrived outside the small living room in a few steps and opened the door, "Fugaku, do you think you are still a young man and you haven't gone to bed yet?"

"Oh." Fugaku responded without moving.

Mikoto looked at Fugaku and frowned, "Where's Itachi?"

"Sleep." Fugaku still didn't move.

"Then what are you doing?" Mikoto laughed angrily.

"Drink water." Fugaku also smiled and shook the cup, "Look, Itachi poured it for me."

"Yes, yes." Mikoto glanced at Fugaku, "Isn't it just a glass of water? I'll see if you're good at it. Sasuke beats me on the back every day."

Fugaku said, "Sasuke is spoiled by you, I can't count on him."

"I'm happy to pamper you." Mikoto was very proud. "Let's go. Now that we're done talking, let's go back to sleep. How will Itachi react?"

"If he didn't respond, he'd learn to run before I even opened my mouth." Fugaku sighed.

"You didn't stop him." Mikoto was surprised.

"Ah, there is nothing I can do. The child is too old to stop it." Fugaku smiled self-deprecatingly, "I decided not to ask. Anyway, everything in this family will belong to Itachi sooner or later. He can do whatever he likes."

"How many elders in that family?" Mikoto had doubts.

Fugaku sneered, "Screw them. Itachi is the captain of Minato's guard. He shouldn't have told his family about Minato's affairs in the first place. What was the problem last year? What's wrong? And if it weren't for that group of old immortals pestering him every day. Itachi asked him to report on Minato's situation. Minato might have started teaching Itachi a long time ago. You see, once Itachi realized that he was the captain of the Hokage Guard and stopped talking nonsense at home, Minato would immediately take him to the capital for training. He was very optimistic about Itachi. .”

"Yes." Mikoto was still worried, "I'm afraid those uncles will cause trouble for Itachi."

"Hey, wife." Fugaku smiled and gritted his teeth, "I'm not dead yet. I will definitely outlast those old immortals."

"How are you talking?" Mikoto couldn't laugh or cry.

"I can't help it, it's completely different from more than ten years ago." Fugaku raised his eyebrows, "Minato is right, no matter what Uchiha is doing now, dying will have some impact on Konoha, and since he is still alive, this impact will not matter. Meaning. As for the Land of Fire, and even the world, we are just one of many ninja families. When fighting, we can still fan the flames and look for opportunities, but the world order is peaceful and stable, and one or two of the Sharingan generation can use it. We are lucky enough. What can only one or two people do? Not to mention that our Itachi has been successfully brainwashed a long time ago. Don't believe it, if Uchiha really did something he shouldn't have done, he would even kill his parents. At most, the stupid Sasuke is left. But luckily it's him. Even if Minato calls you Mikoto-san, she's so affectionate, even if Minato starts to attack Sasuke, he won't be able to keep him."

"I know, I know. Minato Namikaze has something up his sleeve." Mikoto was even more dumbfounded when she heard this, "You are definitely not giving in now, but it's really no good to go against Minato. There is no need to go on and on about things that everyone knows. Come on. Go to sleep, it’s almost dawn.”

Fugaku glanced at his wife and then turned away his head.

"What's wrong with you?" Mikoto yawned.

"It's nothing, I just can't move after sitting for a long time."

Mikoto sighed, squatted down and hugged Fugaku's waist to pull him up, "Why don't you call someone."

"You are all asleep. You have to work tomorrow." Fugaku leaned against his wife reluctantly.

"I know it's embarrassing." Mikoto helped Fugaku move the right side of his body, "It feels very uncomfortable. Can you move forward?"

"Ah. It's not uncomfortable, but it's true that I can't move very much." Fugaku said sarcastically.

Mikoto looked at the embarrassed Fugaku and nodded his forehead, "Just show off."

"I failed, it's all Minato's fault. He worked overtime and was exhausted. He deserves it." Fugaku put his left hand around Mikoto's neck, "My dear wife, please drag your husband back to the bedroom. He is sleepy."

Mikoto looked at Fugaku who was still laughing and was so angry that she almost exploded, "Pull you down and drag you back."

"Then how can we go back? Our family is so big."

Mikoto smiled softly, and using her hands hard, she easily picked up Fugaku sideways, "Just go back."

Oops.

So time began to pass quickly without people paying attention, and soon it was as green and red as Mr. Fugaku's face.Father-in-law Sun also emerged from the soil. With a deep breath, all the fresh mist entered his stomach.In an instant, the glass windows gradually became clear, and they were so transparent that they could not stop the curious sparrows from spying at all.

The sparrows were chirping, watching and talking through the glass windows.

Kind of annoying.

Namikaze Minato closed his eyes and moved his ears.He obviously hasn't slept enough yet, so the sky won't give him face.But it doesn't matter if it's daybreak. He wisely said yesterday that he would be 2 hours late.The ANBU didn't come to call him, which completely proved that he could continue to sleep.But it’s too bright today.Minato felt that his entire face was being burned by the sun, and his eyes were filled with light spots.So he opened half of his eyes slightly to see what was going on, the curtains were not closed against the group of brats.

Minato raised his hand in a daze to help me close the curtains.

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him.Minato sighed, he almost forgot that the Hokage Guards who had been with him for more than ten years had been almost dismissed by him, and the few remaining "dead people" that no one wanted were also driven away to do more meaningful things. He never likes to be surrounded by a group of people every day, but he really doesn't want to do it when he's sleeping comfortably and closes the curtains.If I had known it was so inconvenient, I shouldn't have considered the future and marriage issues of those older young people, leaving one or two worthless ones to use until they die.

Especially when Minato stood in front of the window and pulled down the curtains. He blinked and scratched his head. Where did the curtains go to be washed?

Just wash it. Minato, who was still heavily sleepy, was about to go back to sleep, but suddenly, he woke up completely. Why were the curtains entangled with his quilt on the bed? Minato stepped forward and pulled out the curtains.Well, there are also sheets that have been separated one by one. Minato is a little embarrassed.Could it be that he sleepwalked last night and didn't he hear his personal guards say that he had sleepwalking problem?

Minato pressed his eyebrows, looked around guiltily, and silently rolled up the rags in his hands and stuffed them into the back of the cabinet. Fortunately, he had canceled the position of personal bodyguard, otherwise it would be a big loss.How should I explain to everyone the problem of missing curtains?

Minato was a little melancholy. He lay on the bed, hugging the picture of Kinai on the bedside, and wrapped himself in a quilt, covering him from head to toe. Kinai, your husband, I seemed to be sleepwalking yesterday, our pink curtains and that super cheap one I also tore the quilt into strips.Ouch, what should I do? I feel so embarrassed.Also, if you accidentally saw something you shouldn't have seen yesterday, please forget it. No matter what strange things I did, please don't take it to heart. I just miss you too much, really.

Embarrassing things are not necessarily done by embarrassing people, and good things are not necessarily done by good people.

Konoha March 3th, very sunny

Naruto took the day off.Because his father slept with his mother's photo in his arms until noon. Although Kabuto had told him that he was catching up on his sleep, how could he not be worried, especially since some of the remains he had placed at the foot of the bed had disappeared inexplicably.And after that, whenever he opened his mouth to explain the problem of the washing machine accident, his father would ignore him.