"So, we need a manager for the Underworld," Mimi said.
"Can't you do it yourself?" Mito asked.
"I don't want to work," Mimi said bluntly.
"Do I look like I was born to be a laborer?" Mito raised her voice.
"You have experience, though," Mimi said.
"Can't you find someone else?" Mito asked.
"Take a guess," Mimi said.
"Then guess why I made Sarutobi the Third Hokage," Mito said.
"Then you guess why I came to you," Mimi said.
The two stared each other down.
"You're addicted to bossing people around! I'm your teacher!" Mito said. "Things aren't like they used to be. You don't need to drag me out to establish your authority and convince everyone anymore. With your standing in the Shinobi World after all these years, you can command respect on your own. Walk outside, and people from any village will be afraid when they see you."
"Well, it's precisely because they're afraid," Mimi said. "It wouldn't be appropriate for me to show up. Quite a few people here were personally sent in by me."
At this point, did she really have to twist the knife?
Mimi had given them plenty of consideration.
There was that, after all.
Mito remembered.
"So, we should send someone who looks approachable to negotiate with them."
Mimi was taking their feelings into account.
But what did she mean by "looks approachable"?
Mito looked at Mimi and said, "There's really no getting through to you. Put that way, it would indeed be inappropriate for you to show up."
"Right?" Mimi said. "I'm not some kind of devil who enjoys watching people look afraid of me. It's incredibly unpleasant."
That was why, in Konoha, Mimi avoided showing up whenever possible. Whenever she went out, she manually dialed her presence down to the lowest