Collision
So war absolutely couldn't be allowed to break out again. At the very least, Konoha couldn't be the one to start it.
He had been deeply hurt by war, so he understood what it felt like.
"Enough, Minato. Just treat what happened today as a bit of entertainment. Don't take it to heart. The villagers won't blame you, either."
Minato nodded. "I know. The elders must be exhausted, too. I imagine you haven't slept much these past few days. Things have settled down now, so you should head back and get some rest."
"There's a mountain of paperwork piled up in the office. I need to take care of that, too."
Hiruzen Sarutobi and the others exchanged glances. "All right, then we'll be going. If you need anything from us old-timers, just say the word, Minato."
Minato Namikaze smiled faintly. "Of course. There are still plenty of things I don't understand, and I'll need to ask you elders for advice."
That was what he said, but Minato Namikaze wasn't very good at communicating with the older generation of shinobi.
Or rather, he was somewhat introverted. If he could handle something himself, he tried not to bother anyone else.
Take this time, for example. Minato Namikaze's first instinct had been to gather the village's shinobi to protect Konoha, rather than ask Torifu for help.
It was only after Fugaku reminded him that Minato Namikaze hurried off to the Otherworld to seek Torifu's help.
But now, there was basically no need. Once he learned the war wasn't headed for Konoha, Minato Namikaze immediately felt relieved.
As for the Land of Rain, Torifu had a clone there, too, so Minato Namikaze was even less worried.
"Whew, I can finally get a good night's sleep. I have Fugaku to thank for reminding me.