If You Want Nuclear Peace, Plant Trees First!

Konoha,

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the already-rickety door to the Hokage's Office was violently smashed open from outside.

Hiruzen, who had been studying the crystal ball on his desk with rapt attention, jumped in fright and hurriedly tried to hide the crystal ball displaying an 18+ scene.

Unexpectedly, the dry tobacco pipe clenched between his lips fell with it, its blazing-hot tip landing squarely in the crotch of his half-pulled-down trousers.

"Aah!"

A bloodcurdling scream immediately rang out.

"Hiruzen! Great news!!!"

Yet the visitor seemed not to notice Hiruzen's utterly contorted face. He simply waved the victory report in his hand, his face brimming with excitement.

"Hiss—"

Hiruzen had no mind to deal with Torifu Akimichi, who had suddenly barged in. He bent over his desk in agony, sucking in cold breaths as his slightly curled body twitched without stop.

"Huh? Hiruzen, why does it smell like grilled chicken? You sneakily ate a midnight snack all by yourself again!"

Torifu Akimichi wrinkled his nose, catching a faint burnt aroma. His tiny bean-sized eyes immediately narrowed.

"Hurry up and take it out. Share it with us!"

"Us?"

Enduring the searing pain, Hiruzen abruptly raised his head. Outside the door Torifu Akimichi had just rammed open stood the old couple, Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura.

"Torifu, you ran off way too fast."

Utatane Koharu shook her head as she walked into the room. Her delicate nose twitched slightly, and a teasing smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Why does it smell like roasted chestnuts too? Hiruzen, you're eating awfully well!"

"Did something big happen?"

Hiruzen slowly straightened up while covering his crotch. As he spoke, he quietly tugged his lowered trousers back up.

"Hiruzen, is your butt uncomfortable?"

Seeing his friend's strange little movements, the observant Mitokado Homura pushed up his