The Look in Someone's Eyes When They Want to Stab You Can't Be Hidden

Who was I?

Where was I?

What was I doing?

Pinned down in the Hokage Office, Orochimaru stared at the pile of documents and scrolls before him, his mind still a little sluggish.

He had only wanted to enjoy some juicy gossip and have a laugh.

Though he and the Third Hokage were master and disciple, how much of a master-disciple bond they actually shared was questionable.

Orochimaru had very much wanted to feast on some gossip about his teacher.

Jiraiya might have been saddened by it, but Orochimaru would not be. Nor would he get angry like Tsunade.

Instead, he could happily enjoy the gossip and watch the show.

What he had never expected was that before he could even eat the gossip, he himself became the gossip.

"Jingyi, what is this...?"

What did you mean by dragging me into the Hokage Office and then pressing me into the Hokage's chair?

Don't tell me you wanted me, Orochimaru, to become the village's new Hokage.

Becoming Hokage had never been Orochimaru's dream or goal. His goals and dreams had never changed.

If he could, Orochimaru would not have minded competing for the position of Hokage.

That was assuming he had to compete with someone else.

If Tsunade was standing in his way, Orochimaru would decisively abandon that thought.

"Don't overthink it. I'm not making you Hokage. Although you have what it takes to be Hokage, and I believe you would make a qualified one, you have no chance at the position. Right now, help me out and handle some official business."

Jingyi patted Orochimaru on the shoulder and bluntly told him that he believed Orochimaru had the ability to become Hokage and would make a good one, but that he had no opportunity.

He was just a temp, a temp