Early the next morning, Dada emerged with a pair of panda eyes.
He had been completely unable to sleep. Setting aside how unaccustomed he was to having his room smashed through, Dada's sharp five senses allowed him to clearly perceive Nambu Maki's breathing and heartbeat through the wall.
He even knew she had barely slept either, tossing and turning her long legs all night.
After working continuously at high intensity, he had only wanted to return home, relax, and get a good night's sleep. Instead, he was even more exhausted.
As soon as he got up, Nambu Maki rose as well, intending to help Dada dress. Seeing her equally bloodshot eyes and nervous expression, Dada ultimately did not refuse.
During breakfast, Dada kept conveying his dissatisfaction to his mother with dead fish eyes, but she simply pretended not to notice.
After breakfast, Dada went to the Raikage Building and had Nambu Maki wait on the first floor. He then passed through a hidden door and arrived at the underground headquarters of the "Special Strategy Department."
"Good morning, sir."
"Good morning, sir."
He encountered quite a few ninja along the way, all of whom saluted and greeted Dada. Dada, too, resumed his usual bearing.
Here, he was no longer the awkward boy who had stayed awake all night because there was a young girl next door.
He was the leader of the "Special Strategy Department," the man stirring the currents of the Shinobi World.
Aside from his subordinates in the "Special Strategy Department," only the Third Raikage and Dodai knew this side of him. No one else, including Yotsuki Ki and Uzumaki Hirohiko, knew what Dada was like when he worked.
"Sir, how should we set this bait?"
Dada pondered for a moment, considering the circumstances on all sides before saying,