"Hyuga Wuye!"
"What kind of Hokage acts like you do?!"
"I'm your guard! Not your slave!"
"..."
The month after succeeding as Hokage was Hyuga Wuye's busiest period, because there were all sorts of affairs that needed sorting out.
In particular, reclaiming the power held by Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura had caused quite a few conflicts.
In the end, he temporarily retained Danzo's Root, and only then was he able to smoothly take back the various departments and appoint jonin close to him to positions according to their abilities.
Thus, three months later, Hyuga Wuye had become much more relaxed.
But Terumi Mei was practically being driven insane...
Inside the Hokage's office, Wuye reclined in his chair, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. He held a snow-white girl in his arms as he leisurely admired Konoha's tranquil afternoon scenery.
Pakura hid in the shadows, completely motionless.
Terumi Mei sat on the other side, with densely packed stacks of files piled before her.
She handled all sorts of approvals while complaining without pause.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Mikoto sat kneeling beside her, checking through the approvals on important documents to prevent Terumi Mei from doing anything reckless.
"This is what a Hokage's life should be like..."
Hyuga Wuye turned a deaf ear to Terumi Mei's grumbling. One arm hugged Kaguya's slender waist tightly while the other played with her soft, smooth little hand.
"I don't have the Third's thirst for power, insisting on holding every little matter in my own hands. These routine tasks can obviously be delegated, so why exhaust myself?" he said casually with a smile.
Terumi Mei's brush flew across the papers, yet she still found time to snap back, "You don't thirst for power? Hehehe..."
She sneered. "If you don't thirst for power, why did you have Uchiha Mikoto keep