Over nearly two months, Minato and White Fang searched many places, yet found nothing of value.
"Senior, do you think Lord Hokage might make us farm?"
After tossing the firewood at hand into the campfire, White Fang looked up at the somewhat uneasy Minato and said with a bitter smile:
"It's not a possibility. He really will make us farm. He might even have us clean toilets. If that happens, the two of us will basically become famous."
"..."
Minato could not help but break out in cold sweat. The thought of carrying a hoe and endlessly digging in the fields, or hauling buckets of water around to clean toilets, left him speechless. But they had no choice if they could not find any trace of Danzo. All they could do was accept it.
He could only hope Ronglin had been joking and did not mean it, or they really would become famous.
They would become the first and second Kage-level experts in the Ninja World to dig fields and clean toilets. If it were within their own homes, no one would say anything, but doing it out in public was a different matter altogether.
Countless people would laugh themselves to death.
"Ahh..."
White Fang and Minato exchanged a look, then sighed bitterly. Both were utterly helpless, but they could only accept the punishment. There was no other way.
Minato was not so bad off. He was alone except for his son, so he did not need to care too much about what others thought. But White Fang was different. He was the head of the Hatake clan and the director of the Anbu.
All those identities combined made White Fang a banner of Konoha.
But now that banner was about to become someone who cleaned toilets, dug fields, and