For the first time in his life, Qi really wanted to say this to Danzo.
Old man, your wife called and told you to go home, wash up, and sleep...
Damn it, a candidate for the next Hokage? Not to mention that this was basically setting Minato up to get stabbed in the back after the war started, but the job itself was nothing but a miserable, overworked punching bag with no days off, while also serving as a living target that drew all the outside hatred. Your disciple isn't some combined Calabash Brother!
Not to mention anything else—Danzo himself was a perfect example in the original story. Before becoming Hokage, he had spent decades lively and well, living quite comfortably. But after becoming the acting Hokage, he had died within just a few days...
In Qi's eyes, becoming Hokage did not raise one's salary by much, and only added a few more powers. Yet the price was not only a mountain of extra work, but also the miserable situation of having a huge crowd outside constantly wanting your life. That was more than unprofitable—it was practically paying out of pocket.
Still, considering the old man's obsession with the position of Hokage in the original story, Qi decided to put it more tactfully. Otherwise, he feared the old man might not be able to take it and challenge him to a fight on the spot...
"This wouldn't be appropriate... I'm already the head of the Anbu. If I became Hokage, I wouldn't be able to handle everything. Besides, I intend for the Huiyue Clan to specialize in intelligence work from now on. The Hokage represents the village's highest authority, and the Huiyue Clan does not possess enough strength to bear that kind of power."
Qi forced a regretful expression onto