The Hokage's Office was so quiet that the faint sound of ink drying on a scroll seemed audible.
The red scroll from the Daimyo Residence lay spread across Baishi's desk. Every word seemed branded in sealing wax, carrying a heat that brooked no argument.
"The Twelve Guardian Ninja are leading the team..."
Shikaku Nara spoke softly, as though talking to himself—or warning Baishi.
"Suspected illegal fundraising."
He repeated the words on the scroll, his brow knotted tight.
This was no financial matter. It was a political judgment.
Baishi said nothing. He only gazed out the window. Konoha looked peaceful in the afternoon sun, but that peace was about to break.
The office door opened silently, and an ANBU wearing a crow mask slipped inside and knelt on one knee.
"Lord Hokage, the Special Audit Team has reached the village gate."
Shikaku's heart sank.
They got here fast.
The official letter had only just arrived, yet the team was already at the gate. This was no ordinary administrative procedure. It was the speed of a military operation.
Baishi turned from the window to the ANBU.
"Understood."
He rose and straightened his Hokage Haori.
"Shikaku, notify every department head and clan leader currently in the village. Have them come to the gate to welcome our guests."
"Welcome them?" Shikaku froze.
"These envoys represent the Daimyo and the dignity of the Land of Fire. Konoha must observe proper etiquette." Baishi's voice remained even.
Shikaku studied Baishi's calm profile, his throat suddenly dry. He nodded and hurried out.
The atmosphere at Konoha's main gate was oppressive.
Fugaku Uchiha, Hyuga Hiashi, Shikaku Nara, and the heads of the Defense Department, logistics, and other departments stood in two silent rows. Their faces betrayed nothing, but their rigid postures said enough.
Baishi stood at the front,