Chapter no.1

14 octobre, Konoha, Konohagakure

There are a lot of people packed into the very large pillar room that has walls covered in seal paper. At this very moment, a very risky plan is being hatched in a clandestine gathering that is being presided over by Shimura Danzo, one of the village elders. Currently, dozens of his devoted Anbu Ne are prostrating themselves in front of him. Danzo opened his eyes in a measured manner. He makes everything clear and easy to understand with the flick of a wrist, which makes for excellent listening.

"Sandaime Hokage has decided to step down from his position as Hokage and has plans to hand the position over to a young man named Namikaze Minato, who is not qualified for it." Danzo cast a quick glance over all of his group members. "I will not hand over the management of Konoha to someone who is not prepared to run this village with the same skill as a ship's captain," she said.

The stick that Danzo was using fell over. "We have to do something to keep Konoha's excitement in front of Daimyo and the other villages; I'll do anything for Konoha... you all listen." "We have to do something to keep Konoha's excitement in front of Daimyo and the other villages."

The Anbu Ne were completely focused on what their leader had to say as they listened attentively. When Danzo had finished telling his plans, he flashed a slender smile. a high camouflage that would transform him into a Hokage, but Danzo would not have any patience for the process.

Uzushiogakure, from Naruto's point of view, on October 15

With a lot of interest, I turned my attention to the main building where the guests were staying. not because I have no idea what could be found inside the building. The fact that I am in charge of this place means that of course I am aware of this information; however, the fact that Shion travelled all the way to Uzu to make preparations for our doomed marriage has made me curious. I'm not sure why, but I've always found her face attractive. For me, having a boyfriend is like having the responsibility of being the wife of a queen. Our union will forge a connection between two administrative hubs that will share a certain degree of kinship with one another. It makes no difference to me, though, because Shion is just so cute. Because of the manner in which the comfortable socks in front of me were constructed, my hormone sensation became curious. I don't mean that; rather, I'm referring to the fascination with its makeup. One thing is certain, regardless of the type of woman she is: an Uzukage is incapable of comprehending the emotions that are experienced by women.

Even though I have been in charge of this village for the past two years, I have no idea what adjustments I have made. In my opinion, only the people themselves are capable of feeling what their leaders have felt while they were in power. To tell you the truth, being the leader is a burden; if I weren't the son of Sandaime Uzukage, I never would have agreed to take on this role. But if we have great abilities, we should try to apply them to something significant, which is something that Tou-san has taught me. When Tou-san passed away, I was still confused about what he was trying to convey—whether it was just his pain or something else—but I had finally figured out the significance of that great ability and how it could be used. I am aware... that it is possible that I have the talent to become a leader, despite the fact that this is not my intention. After all, I'm still very young; 24 is not the appropriate age to lead a nation at this point in its history. When I was younger, I valued independence more than anything else, and I kept working to hone my ten Sumi-ky skills. But because Tou-san passed away from an illness when I was 22 years old, I had no choice but to suffer through it. I would place my money on the name Yondaime in front of Uzukage. I would place my money on the name Yondaime Uzukage in front of Uzushiogakure.

"Yondaime-sama," the people of the village of Uzu with their fiery-hued hair said to me as they extended their utmost respect. I really, truly, and completely do not want to be greeted in that manner. My cherished cousin Uzumaki Karin, however, counselled me with a variety of pointless recommendations, all of which I was obligated to implement. In spite of all the disobedience I've shown, one of the promises I made to this village was that I would carry this heavy burden.

The atmosphere in Uzushiogakure will never be anything but serene and peaceful. There was no danger of him being destroyed because a Yondaime Uzukage would stand in front of the village, smile kindly at the adversary, and carry his weapons in a relaxed manner. This would prevent any destruction from occurring.

It is said that a charismatic Uzukage will not look at the resting place of his wife for at least ten minutes.

When I turned to look to the left, I saw that my good friend Uzumaki Nagato was helping himself to me. It made me grin.

"You count the time that I'm standing; it's not funny if you count one second at a time that passes when I stand, Nagato," he said. "You count the time that I'm standing."

"Yes, that's how I dealt with Naruto-sama," I said.

"And Shion is my new wife candidate." It is important to note that..."

Nagato's laughter was low and steady. His eyes seemed to be looking kindly in my direction. Because of his naiveté, he managed to knock the head off of an Uzukage.

"Hahaha... I'll see your face ripen later in the warranty like this red factory hair... but one thing the men dreamed of when they got married to Naruto was... " "Hahaha... I'll see your face ripen later in the warranty like this red factory hair... " "Hahaha... I'll

I then cocked my head to the side and asked, "Hm?" in a low voice. What exactly is it?

"The very first evening." And I noticed that Nagato's face was covered in a variety of marks that seemed to meld together in an unclear manner.

"Are you requesting that I shoot with fire?" I inquired in a tone that was uninterested. Nagato's laughter was low and steady.

"Of course not, Yondaime-sama."

While Nagato and I make our way to the east of the village, we are having a conversation about the complicated food situation in Uzu. It doesn't really make a difference, but it makes things more difficult for the both of us if we have a friend who is unyielding and will always defend the principle, regardless of whether or not it is correct. Take for instance the case of Nagato.

I told you that you didn't need yeast to make the bread, so go ahead and prove me wrong.

"What is the rationale?" I made an effort to understand the source of his ridiculous hypothesis.

"The bread that we are able to develop using soda cake is something that looks like a white powder and smells a little bit acidic," the author writes. Because yeast is a little more expensive than baking soda, doing so will allow you to reduce the economic cost of the food that is consumed in the village.

"Have you ever taken a look at the soda cake that your friend makes?" "From the way you phrased it, it seemed like you just heard it from someone else, and you tried to suggest to me that I change the economic system that our village uses with something abstract."