I am the Spiraling-Heaven Flashing-Rumbling-Flying Tobirama-Style Second Hokage. My name is Namikaze Minato.
I believe people should say what they like out loud instead of hiding their preferences.
I, Namikaze Minato, like redheads.
Shanks: ?
Not that redhead! (Pushes him away.)
Anyway, I mean girls with red hair. I imagine even that pineapple-headed jonin, Nara Shikaku, has already figured it out.
"Minato, your master and I are good friends. You don't have to be so formal."
Hatake Sakumo smiled faintly as he pushed a cup of tea toward Minato. The wisps of steam curling upward and the warmth of the cup gradually calmed Minato's nerves.
His dream was to become Hokage, and the man before him was the Hokage. For a moment, he could hardly contain his excitement.
"I didn't ask you here for a mission. I just wanted to have a good heart-to-heart with a younger generation shinobi."
That was why they weren't in the Hokage's office, but in the adjoining lounge.
Clear sunlight streamed through the glass and fell upon the polished tea set. Reflected light spilled over the boy before them, his golden hair swaying gently and a warm smile on his lips.
Hatake Sakumo had to admit that, in terms of appearance, Minato certainly looked the part of a Hokage.
"The main reason is that your master took it upon himself to ask me to look after you," Uchiha Yuji explained, picking up where Sakumo left off.
"So I asked Sakumo to grant you permission to read the Scroll of Sealing."
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Minato excelled in every subject. He wasn't some foolish nobody, so he knew what the Scroll of Sealing was: a scroll of jutsu that most shinobi in Konoha wanted to read.
"I believe promising young shinobi deserve to be looked after," Sakumo said, turning