"You want to go there and see for yourself?"
Mitokado Homura was stunned. He had not expected Hiroki to make such a request.
Go to the logistics supply site? A ten-year-old child? What could he possibly understand? Account books? Or the condition of the livestock?
This was simply absurd!
But on second thought, Mitokado Homura changed his mind.
It would be good for him to take a look.
Let him see firsthand just how complicated and tedious logistics work was. Let him understand that real-world difficulties could not be solved with hot blood and a few slogans.
Let him hit a wall and back down in the face of difficulty. Then he would stop meddling in matters that were none of his business.
"Fine." A meaningful smile appeared on Mitokado Homura's face as he took a map from the drawer. "This shows the major supply points around the village. The largest is Konoha First Livestock Farm in the eastern outskirts, which handles most of the meat supply. There are also several vegetable greenhouses to the south. But I should remind you, the situation over there is very bad right now. Even if you go—"
"The address." Hiroki cut off his lengthy speech, getting straight to the point.
Mitokado Homura choked on his words and could only point to a spot on the map. "Here. The livestock farm in the eastern outskirts."
"Thank you."
Hiroki took the map and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation.
Watching his departing back, Mitokado Homura lifted his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and curled his lips into a cold smile.
A wet-behind-the-ears kid wanted to meddle in politics right after finishing a war?
As if it could be that easy!
If problems were so easy to solve, what would they need a bunch