Rebuilding the Senju Clan

Chenshu Senju slept for three whole days and nights.

When he finally yawned and pushed open the courtyard gate, the old warehouse was nearly bursting with gifts sent by delegations from various countries. Outside the courtyard, envoys from the Land of Lightning and the Land of Earth were still peeking around furtively. The moment they saw him come out, they hurriedly ducked their heads back.

"Get lost. Stop blocking the way." Chenshu Senju glared at them and drove them off impatiently.

The streets had long since become a flurry of activity, with ninjas everywhere hauling construction materials and clearing rubble. Chenshu Senju could not be bothered to respond to anyone and strolled toward the Hokage Building, intending to ask Tsunade whether the reparations from the various countries had arrived.

A long line stretched through the corridors of the Hokage Building. Chenshu Senju walked straight past the crowd and kicked open the door to the Hokage's Office.

The instant he entered, the sight before him nearly made him turn around and leave—several mountains of documents, each taller than a person, were piled across the desk, blocking even the light from the windows.

"What is this? Are you planning to fill the Hokage Building with paper?"

Behind the desk, Tsunade, with two enormous dark circles under her eyes, irritably crumpled a report into a ball and hurled it hard at the wall.

When she saw Chenshu Senju enter, her bloodshot eyes lit up at once. She sprang from her chair, yanked off the Hokage hat on her head, and made to shove it onto his.

"You woke up at just the right time. I quit being Hokage. Starting today, you're the Sixth!"

Chenshu Senju's eyelid twitched. He tilted his head aside and easily dodged the bright green hat. "Are you sick? Who