Only Slacking Off Can Lead to a Good Life

She really wanted to go home and sleep every day, but there were too many village affairs. Most of the time, she simply could not keep up.

Even wanting to go home and sleep was a luxury.

"This came from Kumogakure. Take a look yourself."

Tsunade, who was reading documents, kept yawning. It was obvious she had not rested well the previous night.

Because there was too much to do, Tsunade had chosen to work overtime. When it got too late, she rested in the Hokage Office Building. Yet less than two hours after lying down, someone informed her that Kumogakure had sent a formal invitation.

Tsunade could only force herself awake and get up.

"The Third Raikage is coming to Konoha as a guest?"

Jingyi tossed the invitation onto the desk and said speechlessly, "Couldn't that old man have just come directly? What was the point of sending this thing?"

With their alliance in place, no one would stop the Third Raikage even if he swaggered into the Land of Fire. They only needed to ask why he had come.

The same went for entering Konoha.

Sending a formal invitation was completely unnecessary.

It felt like taking off his pants just to fart.

"Who knows what he was thinking."

Too sleepy to muster any energy, Tsunade pulled a bottle of alcohol from beneath her desk. Just as she was about to take a huge swig, she noticed Jingyi staring at her and complained unhappily:

"What are you looking at? Can't I have a little drink? If you've got the nerve, come sit here. I guarantee I won't drink again after that."

Trying to trick me into becoming an emotionless work machine?

Dream on.

"Drink. Drink as much as you want."

There was no way he would become Hokage.