Those Who Win at Resurrection Get to Be a Little Arrogant, Don't They?

Late at night,

In front of the Hokage Building, three figures arriving from different directions met up,

Among them, Utatane Koharu, who had received Hiruzen's urgent summons, had rushed over without even having time to peel off her face mask,

"Seriously, it's so late. What does Hiruzen want us here for?"

Pulling her puzzled gaze away from the brightly lit office on the top floor, she looked at the bleary-eyed Mitokado Homura and Torifu Akimichi, who was fiercely gnawing on a braised pork elbow. Her face mask-covered face was full of indignation,

"Smack, smack. Could Danzo have caused some huge trouble again?"

After licking the last bit of meat from the bone into his mouth, Torifu Akimichi rubbed his thick chin with a greasy hand and maliciously speculated,

"Very likely. Root's budget has been going over limit lately. He probably got himself into some mess."

Mitokado Homura pushed up the glasses on his nose, looking as though he agreed,

"Three Elders, this way please. Hokage-sama has been waiting for quite some time."

The Anbu who had been waiting there hurried forward to greet the three heavyweight officials,

"Let's go, then. I'd like to see what Hiruzen and Danzo are up to this time."

Utatane Koharu was already upset that her beauty sleep had been interrupted. She immediately took the lead,

If Hiruzen didn't give her a reasonable explanation today, she would definitely tattle to her best friend Biwako and spread rumors that her husband had an unclear relationship with Danzo,

Knock knock knock~

"Come in."

Hearing the weary voice from inside the Hokage's Office, Utatane Koharu narrowed her almond eyes and shoved the doors open with a slap, striding in with great momentum,

"Hiruzen, I—ugh?"

The moment she entered, she saw the listless Hiruzen and Danzo standing on opposite sides