Being Hokage wasn't just about being strong. You also needed the ability to empathize with others.
Someone as coolheaded as him could do everything perfectly on a mission, even making sacrifices to ensure its flawless completion.
But it seemed that the people who were most popular were often the ones who came across as total scatterbrains.
Jiraiya, for example. Or Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"Thank you, Hokage Torifu. You've helped me understand a few things."
Torifu waved a hand. "I was just watching the smiles on the villagers' faces. I didn't do anything. You figured it out on your own."
"Most doubts come from being unable to look at things from another perspective. It's good that you caught on so quickly."
Then the three of them entered the clan compound together.
Not long after they went in, Minato and Anhua returned as well.
Torifu was in a pretty good mood today, so he planned to show off his cooking skills that evening.
Everyone started calling out the dishes they wanted.
Orochimaru and Minato Namikaze exchanged glances. Even though they'd had some delicious food at lunch, neither of them knew what any of it was called.
After all, they weren't familiar with the dishes here.
Besides, they really didn't feel comfortable raising their hands and asking Torifu to make something.
Torifu's status and strength still made them feel somewhat intimidated.
They'd only been together a few days, and they didn't dare get too familiar.
After taking everyone's orders, Torifu went into the kitchen to cook.
The others gathered together to chat, sharing the unusual things they'd seen that day or talking about work.
Minato Namikaze joined them, but he'd spent the day in the clan compound and had no interesting stories to tell, so he started talking about his childhood instead.
As they