Torifu's Rain Province Development Plan had only just begun to make progress. Now, in its seventh year, both Central City and the Land of Rain had developed remarkably well.
People in inland villages and cities across the various countries no longer had to spend a fortune to enjoy fresh fish.
"This should be the last aquatic-products report I review as Hokage."
With retirement fast approaching, Torifu was overjoyed.
But developing the Land of Rain was a long-term plan, so he would still need to keep an eye on it now and then.
Otherwise, all the investment over the years would have gone to waste.
The report pleased Torifu greatly. There was nothing wrong with it, and everything was moving in a better direction.
That put Torifu's mind at ease.
He could leave the rest to Chirori and the various clans in the village.
For the sake of their clans' prosperity, they certainly wouldn't throw away such a reliable source of income.
They would do everything they could to make the Land of Rain's aquaculture industry better and better.
Knowing they would give it their all, Torifu could finally relax.
He stretched, set the report on the table beside him, and left the office.
On the way, he saw the various decorations lining both sides of the street and nodded with satisfaction.
Important days needed a festive atmosphere. Back when he had taken over as Hokage, the village had been just as lively.
He hadn't let down the villagers or the Hokage who had come before him. He had successfully brought Konoha to even greater heights.
Now he was about to retire and enjoy the peaceful life he had always dreamed of.
But Torifu couldn't shake a bad feeling. He forced himself not to think about it, yet the vague, indescribable