The office fell silent again. Mabui and Samui guiltily looked away.
A took in everyone's reactions and let out a lifeless sigh inwardly.
He had completely run out of strength when it came to these subordinates who had once made him so proud.
Compared to those two shameless fools who did not even bother pretending, Mabui and Samui, who only secretly consumed that obscene trash in private, at least restrained themselves more in public.
But they were likewise not the best candidates for this mission.
The Fourth Raikage had a very clear understanding of his current reputation in the Ninja World.
If he brought two girls with both looks and figures to the Land of Rice for the Six Nations Conference, he did not even need to imagine how everyone else would look at him.
Especially that shriveled old bastard Ōnoki, who could not stand seeing others prosper. Jealous of Kumogakure's development these past few years, the old fool had spread rumors everywhere about how the Fourth Raikage lived amid "wine pools and flesh forests" in Kumogakure, single-handedly spreading the nickname "Doujin Rai" throughout the Ninja World.
Now, whenever the entire Ninja World heard the words "Fourth Raikage," they did not think of his illustrious achievements, but—
Doujinshi.
The lifelong reputation of A, the Fourth Raikage, had been smashed to pieces just like that!
Even setting aside Mabui and Samui's reputations, he absolutely could not bring them along if only to avoid seeing that mocking expression on Ōnoki's wrinkled face!
Even if he was already used to embarrassing himself, naturally, the less embarrassment, the better.
Of course, A would never say any of that aloud, especially not in front of his four disappointing subordinates.
"...Don't ask questions you shouldn't."
A withdrew the hand pressed against his temple and interlaced his