Naruto stared at the ceiling that was so white that it reflected light for a while, thinking about Sasuke. After some time, he sighed.
'There was no rain on the night of the Uchiha massacre. The entire clan was slaughtered by his own brother along with Obito, leaving Sasuke unable to even shed tears.'
'Sasuke is one of the few relatively normal members of the Uchiha Clan, but he's been forcibly pushed to this state. Itachi is truly ruthless.'
'However, this also means that Itachi has already planned to give his eyes to Sasuke.'
'Things are getting more complicated.'
Naruto sat up in bed, his gaze sweeping toward the door, and he felt a chill again.
He couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Damn you, Uchiha Itachi."
Getting out of bed, he dragged himself to the bathroom to freshen up.
Tsunade had instructed him yesterday to report back on the mission. Each of the six people had to write a mission report. After all, it was related to the defection of the village's Last Uchiha.
In the empty Hokage's Office, the white floral curtains fluttered slightly.
With a thud, a pen was thrown on the table.
"I still don't feel like writing at all." Naruto muttered, slumping back in the soft swivel chair, clearly ready to give up.
"What did you just say, brat?"
The rhythmic clicking of high heels echoed as Tsunade, accompanied by Shizune, entered the room with a stern expression. She slammed the documents in her hand onto the desk and then grabbed Naruto by the collar, lifting him up.
"I-I said you're really beautiful, Tsunade-sama." Naruto stammered, nearly choking as he was hoisted up by the collar.
"I'm going to die!" Naruto foamed at the mouth and he unconsciously reached for Tsunade's bulging chest.
With a bang, Tsunade tossed him back into the chair.
"It's taken you half a day to write a mission report, and the first line was written by me! Do you have a death wish?"
Considering that Tsunade had been worried about him a few days ago and had even given him the Kusanagi Sword without asking for it back, Naruto obediently lowered his head in apology.
"I'm sorry, Tsunade-sama."
Tsunade leaned back in her chair and let out a deep sigh. Shizune had already prepared tea for Tsunade and was about to pour some for Naruto when Tsunade waved her off.
"Let him pour his own."
"Yes, Tsunade-sama." The ageless secretary, Shizune, noticed that Tsunade seemed to be in a foul mood and stepped aside.
Naruto blinked, unsure of what was going on, and cautiously moved forward to pour himself some tea.
"Why are you being so cautious? Do you think I'm going to eat you?"
"It's not that... I, uh, got a bit hurt." Naruto said awkwardly, "You seem especially... open today, Tsunade-sama. Did something bad happen?"
Tsunade shot him a glare, folding her hands on the desk.
"What are you doing with someone else's fan?"
"Huh?" Naruto was momentarily confused, "What fan?"
Hearing this, Tsunade rubbed her forehead and looked over at Shizune beside her.
Shizune understood and took a step forward, explaining in a gentle voice to Naruto.
"Not long after you set out, Tsunade-sama requested for assistance from Although the higher-ups of Sunagakure agreed, Kankuro's puppet was broken by Sasuke, and it's still being repaired."
Shizune paused mid-sentence and looked towards Naruto.
"Sunagakure then mentioned that Temari's fan was taken by you. Without the fan, she essentially has no combat ability. And they're concerned about Gaara coming to aid Konoha alone, worried that..."
"Worried about what?" Naruto frowned, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"They said if the next Kazekage gets beaten up by Konoha's Shinobi again, it could lead to serious problems. If things escalate, they might have to invoke the emergency protocol agreement signed between the Nidaime Hokage and Sunagakure."
"Pfftt!" Naruto spat out the tea in surprise, "There's such an agreement between Konoha and Sunagakure?"
"Yes, but it's set to expire in three years."
"What's with this sudden rush?" Naruto was speechless, "We are all Shinobi. Am I not allowed to spar with Gaara?"
"Don't underestimate the former Kage, you fool!" Tsunade rebuked Naruto, "If those war-crazed maniacs hadn't died, Konoha would have been wiped out long ago."
Hearing this, Naruto couldn't help but wonder, 'It seemed Tsunade didn't seem to hold the previous Kage in very high regard either.'
"I'm talking to you!" Tsunade sat at her desk, her face stern as she reprimanded him, "What on earth are you thinking? As a man, you just robbed a fan?"
"Where's the pride of Konoha?"
"Huh?" Naruto was confused, "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Sunagakure actually asked Konoha for a fan. Of course it's embarrassing!" Tsunade's strong, slender finger tapped on the desk loudly.
"You should've taken more than only a fan. In that situation, you could've done anything you wanted. Sunagakure wouldn't be able to pursue the matter afterward. After all, it's a duel between Genin. Life and death are up to fate."
'I can do anything? What a lewd statement.'
However, Naruto remembered that at that moment, a system option had been triggered, and he might have done a bit more than only taking the fan.
'Temari?'
"Are you listening to me? Well, it doesn't matter now." Tsunade gritted her teeth and said, " If it weren't for the recent diplomatic ties, I'd want to punch that arrogant Sunagakure's Jonin to death.
"Isn't she just a Sunagakure's princess? Who isn't a princess these days? Damn it!"
After a moment of silence, Tsunade spoke again.
"Go return the fan to Sunagakure. Let's put this matter to rest."
"Where do I return it?" Naruto asked.
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"Isn't this place a bit too private?" Naruto looked up at the neon pink sign of the four-story hotel.
Looking around, Naruto noticed Anbu on the rooftops and Sunagakure's Shinobi guarding the entrance. It immediately became clear to him that he had come to the right place.
'Tsunade really knew how to stir things up. That old woman's mischievous actions really disgusted the Sunagakure's representatives. The eyes looking at me are too cold.'
Naruto shrugged indifferently. He spent two seconds reminiscing about all the sad moments of both this life and the last, finally suppressing his laughter before walking solemnly towards the special hotel.
"Stop." A Sunagakure's Shinobi stopped Naruto coldly.
Naruto was startled, his mind already racing with countless dramatic scenarios of a 'God of War's husband'. He was about to mobilize the 100,000 soldiers to boost the performance. (T/N: God of War's husband is the usual trope in Chinese's Urban Novel for a useless husband of a beautiful CEO, but that useless husband turns out to be a powerful person, usually a Mercenary with the nickname, God of War.)
"Please change your shoes before entering." The Sunagakure's Shinobi gestured towards a pair of disposable shoes nearby.
"Wow, such high standards." Naruto's excitement faded instantly. He forced an awkward smile, changed his shoes, and walked into the hotel.
Following the guide, Naruto knocked on a room door on the third floor.
About half a minute later, footsteps approached from within, and the door was pulled open. Without any dramatic lighting, Temari stood there with her arms crossed, glaring at Naruto with a look of disgust.
"Pervert!" She spat.