If Torikaze could improve the other world, that would naturally be for the best. Chisato might even feel like taking another look around someday, but for now, it was out of the question.
The air there was filled with an oppressive feeling.
Chisato did not like that place very much.
More importantly, the Chisato of that other world had died too.
Her father, brother, sister-in-law, nephew, and niece had all died.
That rotten world held no appeal for her whatsoever.
Whenever she thought of those things, Chisato felt so miserable that she could not sleep.
Fortunately, everything in her own world was perfect. She had family who loved her and many friends.
Her relationship with her husband was also excellent, and her son was outstanding and sensible.
"Alright, alright, I was just saying. It's almost noon. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
Torikaze kissed Chisato on the forehead. "I like anything you make, but braised pork would be best."
Chisato tapped Torikaze's nose with a finger. "Alright, alright. I'll go buy some meat from the street. Just wait."
With that, Chisato went out.
A few minutes later, Orochimaru emerged from the house. Seeing Torikaze sitting alone in a recliner, he walked over.
"Lord Hokage Torikaze, you are so powerful, but why do you seem so leisurely every day?"
Torikaze glanced at Orochimaru, then took out a new chair and placed it beside him.
"Sit down. Let's talk."
Orochimaru raised an eyebrow and sat down.
"I'm retired now. I only need to enjoy my life every day. I've handed the village's affairs over to Minato, so naturally, I'm quite relaxed."
"Oh? You're really so comfortable handing the village over to a young man?"
Torikaze knew roughly what Orochimaru meant. He merely wanted to know why everyone