"Go, go, go. Don't interrupt our research."
"Yeah, yeah, aren't you the assistant now? Go handle official business."
"Hey! Chiba, allocate us a bigger budget!"
Amid a barrage of dismissive voices, Chiba was shoved out of the laboratory with a twitching face. The door slammed shut with a bang, nearly hitting him in the nose. Today, after having another vial of blood drawn, Chiba had been kicked out again.
"Did you get the blood?"
"Got it, got it!"
"Good! Then let's carry out the experiment we discussed yesterday!"
After he was thrown out, a few more voices drifted from inside.
Am I... some kind of blood supplier? Hearing those words, Chiba's twitching expression completely froze. Those few sentences left him with a very bad feeling. These old scholars had become completely immersed in their work. He suspected they had not gone home for days and no longer even saw him as a person.
Sigh...
Forget it. Their fanaticism only means they'll research everything thoroughly. Besides, now that I'm the acting Hokage assistant, I don't really need to fight in the village. There's no way I'll end up on the battlefield, either.
As for my body, it is what it is.
Chiba was not angry, though. In fact, when he handed his blood samples over to those old scholars, he had already prepared himself for this. Even after retirement, those old men had thrown themselves into research without a moment's rest. Their dedication to research went without saying.
On the contrary, the more fanatical they were now, the more accurate their final data would be. That would also let him understand the changes in his body more clearly.
"Forget it. I'll go back and eat first. If I get back too late and Teacher Kushina loses her temper, that'll be a