Hiruzen Sarutobi was all smiles as he instructed:
"Go bring me Hyuga Seisen's file."
"Yes." The ANBU accepted the order.
"Wait!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly called out, stopping the ANBU who was about to leave.
"That approval for personnel requisition addressed to Adviser Danzo—has it not been delivered yet?"
"Not yet."
"Bring that too."
"Yes."
That old bastard Danzo had recently been repeatedly pressuring him for personnel under the banner of Konoha's greater good.
He had brushed off every request.
Now he was even trying to poach his son!
Hiruzen Sarutobi was furious!
If he did not give Danzo a proper warning, that man would forget—
I'm the Hokage!
Let's see who ends up regretting this.
Thus, the two sides continued their back-and-forth struggle.
Fortunately, this approval had not yet reached Root.
Otherwise, if Danzo lost his mind and agreed to it, they would have another round of wrangling ahead.
Still, he had not expected Hyuga Seisen to be such a gifted young man.
And it was not just medical ninjutsu—his application of ninjutsu itself was already masterful.
It seemed Konoha's work in discovering talent at the Ninja Academy had not been thorough enough.
He wondered how the boy would perform in actual combat tomorrow. He was greatly looking forward to it.
He opened the office door and walked briskly to the window, pushing it open.
He eagerly lit his pipe and took a deep drag.
He had been stifled half to death at the hospital.
Exhaling a long stream of smoke, he sank comfortably into his chair.
Sure enough, this office was still the most comfortable place.
A moment later.
There was a knock at the door.
The ANBU arrived carrying a stack of Hyuga Seisen's files.
Hiruzen Sarutobi set down his pipe.
Lowering his head, he carefully skimmed through