Nara Shikaku: The Naruto and the Naruto Candidate Both Skipped Work? I'm Just a Naruto Secretary!

In the Naruto Office, Minato looked at the mountain of documents piled on the desk and felt like he was falling apart inside.

His lips trembled slightly. Clinging to a sliver of hope, he looked at Nara Shikaku, who was shrugging helplessly beside him, and asked in a shaking voice:

"Shikaku, don't tell me these documents haven't been processed."

"Of course not."

Nara Shikaku's mouth twitched.

"That's good."

Minato breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, Nara Shikaku said with a straight face:

"Lord Naruto has probably handled about one-tenth of them. You'll need to take care of the rest. This is also the task Lord Naruto assigned you—a test."

"..."

The smile on Minato's face slowly froze. He could no longer smile.

Little Sun's mood had gone from sunny to cloudy. He stood there dumbfounded, as though struck by lightning.

What kind of bullshit test was that?!

She clearly just wanted to slack off!

My God, with so many documents left undone, how long would it take to get through all of them?

Minato felt that his future was pitch-black.

"Hang in there."

Nara Shikaku's gaze was filled with sympathy.

He was helpless too, stuck with a Naruto who loved drinking, skipping work, and playing cards.

He had once envied Minato.

Chiyue had given him a push from behind, and he had gone from being an elite Jonin of the village to a Naruto candidate. Looking at it now... there was nothing to envy.

Naruto's work was extremely demanding. Even in peacetime, the mountains of documents that piled up every day were enough to make one's eyes go blurry.

All kinds of troublesome matters could drive a person mad to handle. That was also the main reason Tsunade was so eager to retire.

Watching everyone else wander