Other departments' matters could be delayed a little, and people could slack off in secret, but the Anbu could not. Most Anbu matters had to be handled promptly, or things would go wrong.
"There's no room for negotiation. Either you go, or I go. It's that simple."
Tsunade leaned against the doorframe and looked calmly at Jingyi, hoping he could understand her difficulties.
"How about... I go?"
Jingyi thought it over. Rather than staying in the village and having to run to the Hokage Office Building every so often to look at those sour faces from F4, he might as well head to the battlefield.
Besides, after Tsunade left, only heaven knew how many disgusting things the Third Hokage and the others might pull.
"Forget it."
Tsunade opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, drank a few sips, and complained:
"I've wanted to get out for a long time. There's endless work every day, and my head is about to explode. Whenever I run into trouble, I have to discuss it with you first. I'd rather go out while you stay in the village. It'd be better if you handled everything directly."
"Besides, my temperament isn't suited to looking after children. Kushina alone is enough, and now there are those two boys, Nawaki and Minato. I can't keep an eye on all of them."
"Aren't you afraid that the moment you leave, I'll clash with those old geezers?"
Jingyi asked helplessly.
"What's there to fear? If they provoke you, just strike back. As long as we don't betray the village's interests or kill people indiscriminately, we'll be in the right. Besides, the old man and the others already have their hands full. Whether they'll even have time to trouble you is still questionable."
Tsunade did not care much