Setting Out

Minato was naturally unfamiliar with Kosuke. As Kosuke, Kosuke's mission scope was difficult to overlap with that of Genin Jonin. Furthermore, because Kosuke was unwilling to be promoted to Jonin, the Third Hokage Kosuke him only Genin tedious and simple Genin missions.

Yemo quickly flipped through Kosuke's file. His mission evaluations were all very high. Yemo was full of doubts. Why would the Third Hokage let Kosuke accompany them on missions?

After reading Kosuke's file, Yemo turned to another person's file, which shocked Yemo even more. The other team member was actually Kakashi Hatake.

"How could it be him!" Yemo exclaimed instinctively as he looked at Kakashi's photo in the file.

As if he had already anticipated Yemo's surprise, Minato said calmly, "When I saw this last file, I was just as surprised as you are."

Yemo looked up at Minato and said incredulously, "How could it be Kakashi? White Fang's funeral just happened..."

Realizing he had said something inappropriate, Yemo stopped abruptly. Minato shook his head slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across his face. "I'm not entirely sure about that either, but the Third must have had his reasons for doing this; it's just that we don't know them."

Listening to Minato's words, Yemo tilted his head, his eyes revealing deep thought. Could it be that the death of White Fang had had too great an impact on Kakashi, Lord Third wanted Kakashi to temporarily leave Konoha for a while to clear his mind?

Of course, this is just Yemo's speculation, and it may not be correct. There is also a high possibility that it is due to other reasons, after all, White Fang's suicide caused great turmoil in the Konoha High Command.

Suddenly remembering something, Yemo looked up at Minato, "Minato, there's something I need to discuss with you. Don't let my older sister know about the Uzumaki Clan."

Upon hearing this, Minato was slightly taken aback and asked, puzzled, "Yemo, what are you saying? Kushina is a member of the Uzumaki Clan, and this matter concerns the extinction of the Uzumaki Clan. How could I not tell Kushina?"

"Listen to me first, Minato," Yemo raised his hand and explained, "As the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, my older sister can't leave the village. Even if she knew about this, there's nothing she can do; it would only cause her more worry. Besides, there are some things about the Uzumaki Clan that you don't know. In short, just listen to me."

Looking at Yemo, Minato pondered for a moment. In any case, it wouldn't be good not to tell Kushina about this, but what Yemo said made sense. Most importantly, it was Yemo's mention of the Uzumaki Clan that made Minato take it to heart.

Although he was curious, this was, after all, a secret among the Uzumaki Clan, and as an outsider, Minato naturally couldn't ask.

After careful consideration, Minato finally nodded and said, "Yemo, I can grant your request, but you should understand that this matter cannot be kept secret for long, and you know better than I what will happen if Kushina finds out what you've done."

"Minato, you can rest assured about that. My older sister won't do anything to me," Yemo with a faint smile, his smile full of confidence.

Seeing Yemo's confidence, Minato became even more curious. He knew Kushina's temper; what exactly made Yemo so confident that Kushina wouldn't do anything to him?

Time passed slowly, Yemo finished preparing everything that needed to be prepared that night. He had a good night's sleep, knowing that for a long time to come, he wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep.

The next morning, at dawn, Yemo slung his small bag over his shoulder and left. Before leaving, he left a note on the dining table, telling his older sister, who would be back in a couple of days, that he and Minato had gone out on a mission and that she shouldn't worry about him.

At the Konoha Gate, Yemo was the last to arrive. Minato, Kosuke, and Kakashi had already arrived. Today, Minato was wearing a ninja outfit and had golden hair as bright as sunlight.

Kosuke was dressed in rough linen clothes, and if it weren't for the Forehead Protector around his waist, he would have looked more like an ordinary farmer. His left eye was disabled, a result of the Third Hokage's injury sustained during a mission.

Kakashi was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, with protective gear on his hands and legs, a long sword on his back, and a black mask. His face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and he looked lifeless, like a walking corpse.

"It seems that his father's death has caused Kakashi a great deal of harm," Yemo thought to himself.

As for Yemo, he had also changed into a tight-fitting outfit, carrying a small bag on his back, and his red hair was very eye-catching in the crowd.

Minato's gaze swept over everyone, and he said sternly, "I'm sure you all know about this mission, so I won't go into too much detail. In short, our mission is primarily focused on investigation, but if necessary, we can also assist the Uzumaki Clan in defending against foreign invaders."

"Understood!" Yemo and the other two replied in unison.

Minato was having a terrible headache with this team. Kosuke was doing well, though; he was incredibly strong and had completed even the most difficult S-Rank Mission fifteen times, giving him more experience than Minato.

Yemo and Kakashi were the real headaches for Minato. One disobeyed orders and liked to act recklessly according to his own ideas, while the other had just experienced the pain of losing his father and was in a daze. "The Lord Third has really given me a problem, "Minato thought helplessly.

Taking a deep breath to suppress his distress, Minato's face regained its sunny smile.

"Alright, in that case, let's set off!"

With a wave of his hand, the four followed Minato out of Konoha in Minato, disappearing into the forest in a few flashes and vanishing without a trace.

In the dense jungle, the four of them leaped through the trees like the most agile monkeys. Even Kakashi, the weakest of the four, Chunin, so the four of them moved very fast, like lightning.

The three of them sped along the way, taking several short breaks along the way, and finally arrived at a forest not far from the border of Konoha in the middle of the night. The forest was even more terrifying in the darkness. The branches swaying in the breeze looked like evil spirits brandishing their claws, and every now and then, a wolf howl could be heard from the depths of the forest.

The campfire crackled and popped as Kakashi mechanically tossed whittled pieces of wood into it. Kakashi remained silent the entire way, barely uttering five sentences in total. No one knew what he was thinking. Everyone knew about White Fang's suicide and didn't disturb Kakashi.

The air was filled with the aroma of meat. A wild boar was roasting over a campfire, turning golden brown under the intense heat, emitting an enticing fragrance. Drops of fat seeped out, sizzling into the fire and making a satisfying sound, whetting the appetite.

Kosuke kept turning the wild boar to ensure the meat was heated evenly and wouldn't burn. He also sprinkled various special seasoning powders on it from time to time. The aroma in the air grew stronger and stronger, making Yemo's mouth water and his eyes light up, as if he was about to pounce on it at any moment.

"Is it ready yet, Kosuke!" Yemo asked anxiously, swallowing hard. It smelled so good that he couldn't resist.

Seeing Yemo's mouth watering, Kosuke smiled faintly and said, "Wait a little longer, it's not ready yet. Bake it for a few more minutes, and after I sprinkle on the last batch of seasoning, it'll be ready to take off the oven."

As he spoke, Kosuke picked up one by one the dozen or so bottles of various sizes filled with different seasonings in front of him, sprinkled them on, and instantly, the aroma of meat filled the air.

Under Yemo's almost unbearable gaze, Kosuke lifted the whole wild boar off the campfire with one hand and laughed, "It's roasted, let's eat!"

Finally, the words had arrived. Yemo, who had been waiting impatiently, tensed up like a nimble rabbit. His eyes gleamed as he looked at the incredibly delicious roasted wild boar, which exuded a meaty aroma. He raised the kunai he had been waiting for Kunai chopped it down on one of the wild boar's thighs.

Kunai easily chopped off the pig's leg, and a faint warmth, accompanied by a rich aroma, wafted towards Yemo's nose. Yemo took a deep breath and immediately began to devour it.

Under the scorching heat of the fire, the greasy pork skin became incredibly crispy, and the seasonings seeped into every piece of pork. With each bite, the flavor of wild boar meat, along with the seasonings, lingered in Yemo's mouth, truly an exquisite taste.

"It's so delicious!" Yemo exclaimed.