Of course, grumbling was one thing and nostalgia another. Sarutobi Hiruzen still knew how to distinguish priorities. He had indeed reached the age when it was time to step down.
"Don't worry, I've already started making arrangements." Sarutobi Hiruzen took another puff. "Konoha will soon enter the era of the Fourth Generation as well."
"Ah, I'm old. Being Hokage really is exhausting. From now on, I can only muddle through my days as an advisor."
Sarutobi Toru rolled his eyes. Konoha's situation in this life was vastly better than in his previous one. At the very least, eight-year-old Kakashi, Hotaru, Might Guy, Nohara Rin, and the others had only just graduated and were still carrying out D-rank missions like picking up trash. They had not been sent straight to the battlefield as they had in his previous life.
Compared to the Original Work, where he had racked his brains and endured being besieged by other ninja villages day after day, his life as Hokage now was incomparably more comfortable.
And he called this tiring? Why didn't he take a look at Ōnoki in the neighboring village? It was said that after the war ended, not only had all his hair turned white, but he had gone bald on top. His face was full of wrinkles, and at fifty, he looked seventy.
That was what it meant to exhaust oneself!
During this war, the Iwa ninja had been battered in turns by the Land of Lightning and the Land of Wind. To end the war with Kumogakure and reclaim their lost territory, they had no choice but to let the wolf into the house and strike a deal with Konoha Village, which was taking advantage of their misfortune. Now, although the northern part of the Land of Earth still belonged to