Before this, anything they did would be superfluous.
Rather than create more trouble for themselves, they might as well do nothing.
A mass protest by Konoha's ninja might put some pressure on the Daimyo's Court. That could be considered an indirect piece of good news.
With things having come to this, the Third Hokage could only console himself like this.
The Daimyo's Court had an office in the village. Whatever happened in the village would quickly be delivered to the Daimyo's Court, and the daimyo would have no choice but to worry then.
The demobilization notice had already been issued, and a large number of frontline ninja had been called back. So many ninja were protesting—wouldn't you be anxious, Daimyo?
"I'm worried that the damage to your reputation will be irreversible!!!"
In her anxiety, Utatane Koharu could not help raising her voice.
The calmer the Third Hokage appeared at this moment, the more her nameless anger surged.
It would have been one thing if it were only the Third Hokage.
Mitokado Homura was even sitting calmly to one side, drinking tea. She was the only one fretting.
"Koharu, everything will get better."
The Third Hokage casually offered a few words of comfort, then said nothing more and continued smoking.
Mitokado Homura glanced at the anxious and furious Utatane Koharu, shook his head helplessly, and turned his attention back to the hot tea.
Looking at this woman was less pleasant than taking a few more sips of tea.
Honestly, he had no idea what he had been thinking before, treating this useless old woman who only ruined things like she was his one true love.
It was downright bizarre.
Now that the rosy filter had fallen away, Mitokado Homura looked at Utatane Koharu with nothing but disdain.
Everything about her was