Amegakure now had ample funding and fully equipped facilities, including an assembly hall that could accommodate a thousand people.
But since this was a secret, closed-door meeting, fewer than a hundred ninja actually attended. Most were Amegakure's finest, though, of course... most had come through Impure World Reincarnation.
Naruto sat at the head of the U-shaped table. Behind him, a large screen displayed a live feed from the moon, transmitted by the Tenseigan Satellite.
On the live feed, Minato wore casual clothes and a pink apron. Holding a spatula, he smiled somewhat awkwardly at the camera.
"Sorry, you don't mind if I cook while we talk, do you?"
Naruto asked, "Why are you only cooking now?"
Minato said, "Your mom thought the food was too salty. It's strange. I added exactly as much salt as she likes. Nothing for it but to make another batch..."
Naruto said, "Thanks for all your hard work. What's Grandma doing...?"
Minato said, "Your Grandma Kaguya likes her afternoon naps, so she probably hasn't gotten up yet. But lately, she's also grown fond of my... ahem, cooking."
Naruto said, "Why are you coughing? Have you caught a cold?"
"Ahem..."
Minato coughed again. "The gravity on the moon is all wrong, so cooking fumes float everywhere. Next time you come over, remember to bring a range hood..."
"..." Kakuzu's brows furrowed.
Minato made sure to add, "But nothing too expensive. We're looking for value for money..."
"..." Kakuzu's brows gradually relaxed.
Mito lowered her head to sip her tea, taking the opportunity to deliver a pointed remark. "Look at Minato, so thrifty and devoted to his family. The very model of a husband, unlike someone who spends all day neglecting his duties, eating, drinking, and gambling. Keep this up, and I might as well move to