Inside the Inner Court of the General's Residence.
Days have certainly been peaceful lately, that kid Doichi is doing a really great job.
In front of the pond, Yayoi currently held a fishing rod and went about fishing.
During the few hours he sat here, almost no fish took the bait, but Yayoi took pleasure in it all the same, immersing himself in the moment and passing the time bit by bit.
After all, he had already handed the entire country over to Doichi to manage.
Aside from failing to give him an official title, there was no longer any real difference between Doichi and an actual general.
Last year, he had still put on a show by sitting in the office for a few days, handling some government affairs alongside Irori.
This year things were different; Doichi's abilities had matured further and he handled state affairs with increasing ease, so he hadn't set foot in Tenshu Tower a single time, nor had he handled a single political matter, directly pinning Doichi down there to work.
Seeing this, Izayoi naturally followed suit, and not long ago directly dumped her position as department head onto Rikuo's head.
After mastering the Flying Thunder God Technique, the work efficiency of this kid Rikuo had improved once more; under extreme circumstances, he could even complete more than a dozen high-difficulty missions within a month.
Moreover, after completing a mission, Rikuo didn't need to rush back without stopping, returning straight home with a single spacetime jump and sparing a massive amount of travel time.
Stepping out in a second, searching for the target, completing the mission, and heading home in the last second.
This younger son was simply a ruthless mission-grinding machine.
At this rate, I'm afraid that in another two years, the number of