What could you do in a week? Sleep for a week, of course!

The sky was dark.

Kanami returned home exhausted.

He lay down on his side on the sofa.

At that moment, Hinata Hyuga, wearing an apron, came up carrying a bowl of hot soup.

Are you done with work?

She carefully placed the hot soup in front of Kanami.

Upon hearing this, Kanami opened his eyes, sat up, and said, "Hmm."

He casually picked up the hot soup to warm his hands. "Everything is basically arranged. They can set off on their own tomorrow."

"It's delicious, thank you so much, my wife~"

Kanami took a big gulp; the warmth flowed into his stomach, and his fatigue was immediately relieved.

"Logically speaking, these things should be Tsunade, not mine. She just pushed me into it."

Kanami became increasingly frustrated.

He didn't even want to Hokage Assistant, so how did he end up being the head of the search party for the Kara Organization?

Hinata Hyuga laughed, "If you don't want to do it, Lady Tsunade naturally doesn't want to either. Logically speaking, she should already be considering the next Hokage, but with you around, she'll probably have a hard time finding anyone else capable of taking the Hokage Position."

"No, there's someone who's always been quite keen on it; I think we could let him give it a try."

Who is it?

"Naruto Uzumaki!"

"Huh?" Hinata was taken aback. "Naruto... seems to be a good match in terms of combat strength, but he doesn't seem very good at handling Hokage affairs..."

"You were able to tell all of that?"

"This..."

Hinata scratched her head, unsure of what to say.

"Whatever, she pushed me anyway, so there's no way I'd become Hokage."

After finishing his hot soup, Kanami took the bowl and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

He knows all too well how painful it is to become Hokage.

Naruto Uzumaki in Boruto Tenten seems completely drained.

He's so busy with Hokage affairs every day that even Shadow Clone aren't enough to keep up with him. Kanami doesn't want that kind of life.

Having learned from past mistakes, he would rather die than become Hokage.

Of course, if it's just a nominal Hokage, then maybe it's worth considering.

"Kanami, how long do you think it will take us to find the Kara Organization?"

Hinata took off her apron and looked at Kanami from the kitchen doorway, asking him a question.

Kanami finished washing the dishes and wiped his hands. "I don't know, but it won't be a short trip. Last time we went to the Land of Demons, it took us so long, and we even used the Flying Thunder God Technique. This time, it'll probably take at least a week."

"So... what do we need to prepare this week?"

"Prepare for what? Prepare for bed, of course!"

Kanami grabbed Hinata's waist and rushed towards his bedroom.

Hinata blushed slightly, but did not resist.

It looked like it was ready to be picked at will.

"Um... but we still need to do something else..."

"Well, of course, we're not some kind of pervert."

I'm not, but you can't say for sure...

Hinata whispered to herself.

One week later, at the Kara Organization Base.

Amado's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "I did it! I, Amado, truly am a genius!"

"If my research findings can be published, they will absolutely revolutionize the course of world history!"

He gazed at the Large Cultivation Tank before him with Killer Bee excitement.

A woman with snow-white skin was soaking in the water.

However, his eyes soon dimmed, and he lit a cigarette.

I sat quietly beside a hospital bed covered with white sheets.

"Akebi, I might actually succeed this time. I will definitely save you, Akebi..."

He exhaled a long puff of smoke and gently stroked the unresponsive woman lying on the hospital bed with his large hand.

"Snap."

He quickly crushed the cigarette in his mouth.

"Akebi, Daddy's going to do some muscle exercises for you today."

He smiled and helped the woman up, then began massaging the muscles of her body.

To prevent complete degeneration and atrophy.

I don't know how much time passed.

The woman with snow-white skin in the giant petri dish slightly opened her eyes.

She looked at Amado's behavior with suspicion.

Her head was tilted slightly to the side.

Soon, Amado also finished massaging his daughter Akebi's entire body.

They helped him lie back down on the bed.

The woman did not make the slightest movement from beginning to end.

Amado stared at Akebi with an expression that was hard to tell whether to laugh or cry.

Finally, he took off his glasses and wiped his red eyes. "Akebi, this experiment of yours has proven that I can copy your brainwaves and paste them into the artificial Otsutsuki body!"

"Don't worry, even if your body is damaged, Dad will find you a better one, just wait for her..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly sensed something strange.

He felt as if something was watching him!

But there shouldn't be any living creatures here! He didn't even install surveillance cameras in his Laboratory!

He turned around abruptly and saw that the woman in the petri dish had opened her eyes and was looking at his actions with surprise.

They seemed completely unable to understand him.

"He's awake... he's awake!"

Amado instantly ran to the petri dish and hugged it tightly.

"Great! Akebi, you've finally woken up! This time, this time your memories are definitely accurate. You possess the Otsutsuki God body! You'll definitely be able to adapt to your new body! Akebi!"

"Sizzle!"

He excitedly pressed the switch on the petri dish, opening the container before even draining the nutrient solution inside.

"Splash--"

The light green liquid in the petri dish spilled out immediately, soaking his trouser leg.

But he didn't care at all, nor did he care about the waste of the nutrient solution.

"Akebi!"

"That's right! Clothes!"

Amado looked at the woman in front of him who looked exactly like his daughter and remembered that the woman was not wearing any clothes.

He quickly rummaged through drawers and cabinets, and soon took out a set of women's clothing.

These were clothes he had prepared long ago.

He had clothes for all four seasons, thinking that as long as his daughter Akebi could wake up, she would always have clothes for the appropriate season to wear.

"Akebi, look at this, do you like it!"

Amado's hands trembled slightly as he took out a pink dress to cover the woman's exposed skin.

The woman glanced at him sideways. "Akebi? Who's that? You mean the guy from my memory?"

Upon hearing Amado's expression froze.

"It failed?"

"Impossible! The brainwave data has already been reset; it should be Akebi herself! How could they mistake Akebi a memory?"

He couldn't accept this fact.

At this moment, the woman in front of her ignored Amado, who was frozen in place, and walked to the wardrobe where she had been before, quietly selecting clothes.

Amado stared at the other person's back; his figure and every inch of his skin looked so familiar.

It's definitely Akebi model, but why... is it not Akebi that came out!

His face showed despair.

I feel like all this research I've been doing for so long is a joke.

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

"Amado, do I look good in this outfit?"

The woman with blonde hair from before was now wearing a blue-green fitted dress.