This processing speed...
Could this kid really adapt to even this kind of work so quickly and produce such astonishing results?
As the sun shifted outside the window, Minato Namikaze set down his pen. After signing the last morning order concerning the village's expansion and construction, he glanced at Chiba, who seemed to have finished writing long ago and was now organizing the scrolls, and sighed inwardly.
Then, after that sigh, a faint flicker passed through his eyes, and an almost imperceptible bitterness crossed his face.
Kushina had prepared that for him, hadn't she?
Sigh...
When will her anger finally fade?
Judging by how things are now, even if Chiba pleads for me, it probably won't have much effect. After all, I couldn't interfere in Yukina's matter. For Kushina, being unable to protect her own student must have been incredibly painful.
And the more painful it was for her, the angrier she must be at me.
Sigh...
In the end, I still failed to handle this properly...
As the bitterness in his heart deepened, Minato Namikaze felt increasingly miserable. Kushina's importance to him went without saying, yet for the sake of the village, he could not take his fiancée's feelings into account. He could not even help her. Though he was the Fourth Hokage, widely praised throughout the village and held in rare esteem, his heart was far less glorious than his outward appearance suggested.
So what should I eat today?
As the bitterness in his heart reached a certain point, Minato Namikaze gave a bitter smile. Then he turned his troubled thoughts elsewhere.
"Heh..."
As that thought crossed his mind, he silently looked at the stack of questionnaires before him and finally let out a long sigh.
Forget it.
With that thought, Minato Namikaze bent over his desk again,