"Sir, a few days ago, Mirai promoted chicken-raising techniques in Makino. Mirai's bear scouts also had this technique! Galileo wore a strange expression and said that if others possessed such a technique, shouldn't they be hiding something? They could monopolize the profits. With this technique, Mirai could eat, drink, and play for the rest of his life. But this Mirai was quite good. Not only did he hide nothing, but others could learn from him as well. Now, Kono Yohei's chicken cost as much as cabbage. If they did not implement it, the other villages would be unable to survive."
"What?" The First Generation widened her eyes. She knew that the price of Kono Yohei's chicken had been unstable lately. At first, she had thought Konoha was playing tricks and clearing out its stock at bargain prices. However, this was undoubtedly the price of conscience.
"He should prepare to become Hokage in the future!" Rasco, beside her, no longer bragged as before now that Mirai was wasting his kidneys. If he became any more composed, his face would darken.
"Hokage!" Upon hearing Mirai's call, everyone reacted differently. Was that really possible? But why were they in such a hurry? Hiruzen should still have been in his prime, while Mirai was still young. Although he had displayed strength that did not match his age, the future still held many unknowns. Besides, could he help the disabled take a photograph?
"Even if he isn't in Kono Yohei, Mirai still seems intent on keeping an eye on him!" Ebizo lamented the hostility between Kono Yohei and Sunagakure. This time, he did not think the most they could do was cut down Kono Yohei's trees for profit. Truly destroying Kono Yohei was impossible! Kono Yohei's internal intelligence was no worse than that of the