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It was over.

Jiraiya sat in the Hokage's office, a stack of documents taller than himself piled before him. His expression was uglier than if his mother had died.

The official announcement had already been released. This time, the village had been saved thanks to the Konoha Uchiha Clan's descendant, Uchiha Satsuki.

She had used some powerful genjutsu to directly control every monster attacking Konoha. By her strength alone, she had pulled the village back from the brink of disaster.

Of course, the announcement did not mention how that "disaster" had come about.

Nor did it mention what exactly was going on with Satsuki's eyes.

All it said was that she was powerful, that she had rendered great service, and that she had saved the village—that was enough.

What remained was a mountain of follow-up work.

Issuing announcements, reassuring the public, tallying losses, publicizing achievements, and deciding on foreign policy...

After all, they had used the power to bring the dead back to life this time. Though the other great nations did not dare start a war due to their fear of Konoha and Ash's power, the formal paperwork still had to be done.

Diplomatic language, official statements, all kinds of diplomatic notes—none of it could be skipped.

Jiraiya stared at that pile of documents and let out a long sigh.

And Uchiha Satsuki, the person involved in all this...

Had not dealt with any of it.

That woman could not care less about all this nonsense. All she knew was how to stick to Naruto every day, living in their own little world and enjoying their honeymoon phase. As for follow-up work, foreign policy, publicizing her achievements—

What did any of that have to do with her?

So all of it fell onto Jiraiya's shoulders.

He would have to