What's the most comfortable thing to do in this world? Everyone's answer might be different.
Some people love to use Transformation Jutsu to turn into a carefree, medium-sized little gray chicken, exercising every day and crowing to their heart's content. A basketball would make it even better.
Others prefer to be on the front lines of their work, working overtime until they're exhausted mentally and physically, all for the boss to drive a new energy car powered by mixed Chakra.
And then there are those who, no matter what job they do, focus on only one thing: slacking off. They aren't mindlessly lazy; they'll do their best to complete assigned tasks, but the standard for completion will only be the minimum set by their superiors.
In other words, all tasks are completed to the minimum standard, and the effectiveness of their completion depends entirely on how high that standard is set.
Clearly, Darui falls into the last category. Although he's naturally lazy and avoids trouble, his extremely high efficiency and excellent reviews mean others don't have too many complaints about him. He's lazy, but he gets things done.
Today, he was lying in his office room as usual. The documents that needed approval had already been processed early on. That mountain of paperwork was the result of his one hour of work.
"Yosh, all done. Time for a lazy break." Stretching, Darui leaned back as usual. The documents that should have taken four hours were finished in one, leaving him three hours to rest.
He took out his Sad Frog eye mask from his pocket. Even though his hair had grown long enough to completely cover his eyes, he still needed the proper ritual.
Putting on the eye mask, Darui closed his eyes contentedly. A wonderful day starts with sleep.
"Knock, knock, knock, knock knock~"
The jarring sound of knocking shattered Darui's sweet dream. He jolted up from his chair, adjusted his breathing, and walked to the door with some annoyance.
"No one's in this house."
Despite saying that, he reluctantly opened the door. Standing outside was Moriyue.
"Whoa..."
Darui was startled by Moriyue's appearance. His skin was blackened from being struck by lightning, and his hair had completely turned into an afro, like a black slave who had just escaped from a mine.
"Did you go to the top of the mountain to train? Get struck by lightning?" Although Darui couldn't tell who this person was, the fact that he still came to find him meant there must be something important to discuss.
Moriyue scratched his somewhat fluffy hair, taking great effort to smooth down his frizzy strands and wipe the dirt off his face, revealing his original appearance:
"Captain Darui, it's me, Moriyue. Do you remember? I just finished training with Teacher Yugito and came to show you the results. Teacher Yu said my current strength is probably enough to go on missions."
Moriyue smiled innocently, showing no hint of lying. With his reminder, Darui remembered Moriyue and nodded, about to arrange a test for him.
"I remember. Well, if Yugito Nii is correct, you should have the strength of a genin now. Don't get arrogant. All ninjas who graduate from the Ninja Academy become genin. Chunin is the dividing line that tests whether a ninja is qualified..."
Actually, Darui didn't have high expectations for Moriyue. He had initially valued Moriyue's willingness to risk his life. He didn't expect Moriyue to make significant progress in a short period; he just hoped he would perform well in his squad and not be a burden.
"Genin?" Moriyue rested his chin on one hand, looking thoughtful.
"Okay, genin is fine too. I'm quite satisfied." He didn't mention his current strength. It didn't matter where he was; whether he was a chunin or a genin, as long as his strength was sufficient, no one would dare to underestimate him.
Darui was very pleased with Moriyue's calm and steady attitude. That's right, young people should stay grounded.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what's with the injuries on your body?" Darui suddenly remembered something. Moriyue hadn't explained how he ended up like this. Training also required a balance of rest and exertion; getting struck by lightning for training was not good.
Moriyue had no intention of hiding anything. It would soon spread that he had defeated Karui anyway, so there was no need for secrecy.
"It's nothing. I just had a fight with Karui and narrowly won. She's already been sent to the hospital. I'll go later."
"So you had a fight with Karui? I thought... What? You fought Karui? And you won?"
Karui didn't react at first, just feeling that the name Karui sounded familiar. After thinking for a moment, he remembered that Karui was one of Killer Bee's disciples. That person had become a chunin long ago and had solid strength.
Although it wasn't much to him, he was still very surprised to hear from Moriyue that he had defeated Karui.
How long had it been since he last saw him? This kid could already contend with a chunin? That's impressive. It seemed he had underestimated him.
"Kid, you've got something. I didn't misjudge you back then. But I remember you shouldn't be able to use ninjutsu, right? Or did you use the explosion from a failed ninjutsu to knock the opponent out?"
Hearing Darui's words, Moriyue felt like he had opened a new door. He excitedly punched his palm, his eyes shining.
"That's right! As expected of Captain Darui, a veteran ninja is amazing. There's such a way to use it. I was stuck in a dead end before. Thank you, Captain Darui!"
Moriyue was very happy. He had been too fixated on Forbidden Jutsu and Nintaijutsu and hadn't really considered ninjutsu. Now that Darui reminded him, this was definitely something he could explore.
"Deidara? Exploding boy? I'll show you what a real exploding boy is." With another idea forming in his mind, Moriyue then detailed the process of how he defeated Karui.
After he finished speaking, Darui's expression became solemn. He genuinely couldn't understand if Moriyue was fearless or seeking death, as he could turn any technique into a Forbidden Jutsu.
"It's a bit dangerous. Aren't you afraid of dying, kid... But even if you defeated Karui, I still can't certify you as a chunin..."
The certification of ninja ranks wasn't that simple. Unlike genin, chunin were already the backbone of a village, and they would inevitably be involved in village secrets. Their benefits and treatment were also better than genin. He didn't have the authority to promote someone to chunin privately.
"Ah, that's okay too. I..." Moriyue was unhurried. He didn't care whether he had chunin certification or not; as long as his strength was sufficient, no one would dare to look down on him.
"Knock, knock, knock~ knock knock~" Hurried footsteps sounded behind Moriyue. A white-haired female secretary carrying a document approached Darui. She bypassed Moriyue, handed the document in her hand to Darui, and then whispered something in his ear.
Darui looked at the document in his hand, then at the somewhat disheveled Moriyue, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Should I say you're lucky or unlucky, kid? Now you have a chance to become a chunin."
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