Land of Snow, Royal Palace study room.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlook part of the streets of Capital and the green plains in the distance.
This is a scene that Land of Snow could not imagine before, but it has become a reality because of the previous generation Daimyo Kazahana Sōshun.
Geothermal Generator is not a miracle that a father gives to his daughter, but a leader that helps the country develop.
In the center of the study room, there are two large desks placed side by side.
A neat and orderly pile of thick documents Archives, Kazahana Koyuki is sitting at the desk with a focused expression, the pen tip in his hand slides quickly on the paper, and occasionally he stops to frown and think, looking like a diligent Queen.
During the time she became Daimyo, she lost a lot of her youthfulness, and her eyebrows became a little more mature and resolute. Only her dark blue Long Hair hair remained the same as before.
The other desk is a completely different story.
The tabletop was empty except for a few finished Three-Color Dango Bamboo Skewer and empty Rice Dumpling wrapping paper.
Mitaraishi Anko was sitting carelessly on the high-backed chair behind the table, with his upper body tilted back and his legs crossed, leaning unscrupulously on the smooth tabletop, without even wearing shoes.
She had a Senbon in her mouth and put her hands behind her head, looking bored.
The curled toes were looming under the black stockings. As she hummed a tune, she moved unconsciously from time to time, which was incompatible with the serious atmosphere of the entire study.
Kazahana Koyuki has long been accustomed to Anko's behavior and doesn't even bother to cast a glance.
She knew that the special guard sent by Konoha was powerful and had an out-of-touch personality, but was absolutely reliable at critical moments.
As for the other party not helping with government affairs?
Kazahana Koyuki breathed a sigh of relief.
First of all, it is a big taboo for Ninja to interfere in the internal affairs of other countries, especially if Anko is also Elite Jonin of Konoha, his identity is sensitive.
Secondly, Anko himself once scratched his head and admitted without shame. "After graduating from school, when I was with that guy Orochimaru, I just focused on learning how to fight, how to torture, how to raise snakes, and how to eat Dango snacks, government affairs? What is that? Can it be eaten?"
If you ask her to help, I'm afraid it will only make things more difficult.
Therefore, a peculiar harmony was formed in the study: Queen worked diligently, guarded and fished, and did not interfere with each other.
Anko is wandering around Beyond the Heavens, wondering which newly opened Dango store to try in the evening, or whether to dig a hole in Ice Lake to try winter fishing.
Suddenly, a warm and strong hand gently placed on her right shoulder without any warning.
Anko's body tensed instantly.
Like a frightened cheetah, every muscle went into combat mode within a tenth of a second.
It wasn't because he felt murderous intent or danger, but because this hand appeared too quietly.
With her Jonin Sensing and her intuition of walking on the edge of danger for many years, she didn't notice until the moment the other party touched her.
Who is it?
Can he break through the Royal Palace's peripheral security so easily and hide it from his own Sensing's close approach?
She almost reflexively struck out with a backhand elbow, or used Hidden Shadow Snake Hands, but at the moment when her power was about to explode, a familiar yet slightly unfamiliar aura of Chakra penetrated into her ears, accompanied by a low, smiling whisper:
"Instructor Anko."
The voice had the unique clearness of Young Naruto people and a hint of smile.
"Do you still remember? Last time in Forest of Death, you snatched my share of Three-Color Dango, and it was delicious.
What did you say at that time?"
Naruto's blond head leaned forward slightly, almost touching Anko's ears. The warm breath brushed the side of her neck, making this carefree girl Jonin couldn't help but feel a slight numbness in her ears.
"You Kid are quite ready. I'll take these two strings to cushion my stomach and treat you to dinner later.
Is that what you said?"
He gently patted Anko's stiff shoulder, and the smile in his tone became stronger.
"How long has it been? My Instructor Anko, when are you going to pay back the meal you owe me?"
As soon as the words fell, the hand left.
Anko only felt a light on her shoulder, and a figure of Golden passed by her like a breeze, carrying a slight air current, and walked towards Kazahana Koyuki who raised his head when he heard the movement on the other side of the room.
Anko then suddenly turned his head, eyes widened, and looked at the figure who had walked to Daimyo's desk.
It's still the familiar Golden with short hair and a tall and straight figure, but compared to the yellow-haired Kid in the memory who took some friends to block the tower in Forest of Death and was robbed by her, Dango could only stare. The figure in front of him seemed taller and his shoulders were broader, especially the calm and vast Chakra.
Sixth Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki?
Anko opened her mouth, and the Senbon she was holding fell onto her lap with a "clack" and then rolled to the ground.
She completely forgot about her arrogant posture with her legs crossed, and what to say. She just stared blankly at the back, with the smiling "debt collection" words just now echoing in her mind, as well as the residual warmth and strength of the other person's palm on her shoulders.
This Kid... when did it become so...
She couldn't find a suitable adjective, but she just felt that the kid who could snatch his snacks at will seemed to have turned into someone who needed her to look up with all her strength, and even the moment of closeness made her instinctively tremble...
A real "big shot".
Although the opponent had already shown greater strength than Konoha during Chunin Ninja Exams, this time Anko really made Anko see the horror of the opponent.
If the other party wants to kill me, then he probably doesn't even know when he will die.
At this moment, Kazahana Koyuki subconsciously stopped writing and raised his head because a figure blocked the light.
When those eyes, which were slightly tired from dealing with government affairs for a long time, saw Blond-Haired Boy standing in front of his desk against the backlight, looking down at him with a smile, time seemed to have stopped at that moment.
The document slipped from the released fingers and floated gently on the table.
Kazahana Koyuki stared blankly at the face that had appeared in dreams and longings countless times. It was more angular than in memory, and his eyes were deeper, but the familiar warm smile had not changed at all.
After a few seconds of sluggishness, a huge surprise flooded her instantly like spring water breaking through the ice.
All the fatigue, pressure, and female Daimyo's reserve were thrown out of the window at this moment.
"Naruto!"
She stood up from the chair suddenly, her voice trembling with excitement, and an extremely bright smile bloomed on her face, as bright as Land of Snow sunshine.
"Long time no see!"
She even forgot about etiquette, walked directly around the desk, and walked quickly towards Naruto, her eyes shining with unabashed joy and brilliance.