Konoha was as peaceful as ever today.
At the village gates, the two ninja on guard lazily yawned.
On the bustling streets, the atmosphere of daily life was overflowing. People sat around in taverns, loudly discussing the current state of the war.
A Ninja Eagle flew across the sky, rising along the enormous tree trunk before landing on the bird rack.
The decoded intelligence was sent to the Hokage Office.
Another letter followed close behind, then a third.
A large number of ninja had broken through the frontline defenses and were advancing toward Konoha.
Mito looked at the intelligence reports sent from the outposts surrounding the village, her eyes full of seriousness.
"Tsunade."
Her head suddenly jerked up. After wiping away her drool, Tsunade stopped writing and woke with a start, looking toward Mito.
"What is it, Grandma?"
"You'll lead the team and set up defenses around the village," Mito said, not minding Tsunade's tendency to slack off.
Although Tsunade was her granddaughter, that was not the reason.
Handling work while sleeping was Tsunade's specialty. In recent days, it had become nothing unusual.
Ordinary people only had one brain, but Tsunade was different. Half her brain could rest while the other half worked, just like a dolphin.
"Ha!"
Without asking why, Tsunade rose and left to gather the ninja.
Suddenly, the strap of the sandals on her feet snapped.
Tsunade lowered her head and stared at what had happened.
Come on, this is Bio-Steel. Its quality has stood the test of time. And I only replaced these shoes when I got home. They haven't even lasted a month.
An ominous premonition churned in Tsunade's heart.
"What are you still dawdling for?" Mito asked.
"Grandma." Tsunade turned back to look at Mito. After a moment, she smiled and said, "It's nothing.