"To answer your question, Grandpa Third."
Hayashi sat in his wheelchair and blinked.
"I was the one who asked to save Zabuza and Haku."
"Kakashi-sensei said all that just now to keep me out of it."
"The truth is, he barely did anything on this mission-Grandpa Third, you really ought to make Kakashi-sensei train harder."
Kakashi: "..."
Beneath his mask, his face fell instantly.
Seriously?
Trying to keep you out of trouble was a mistake now?
"Huh?" Naruto scratched his head and added honestly, "But Kakashi-sensei carried our bags the whole way..."
"Naruto." Sakura tugged at him from behind. "Stop talking."
The Third froze for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.
"Hahahaha."
"Hayashi is right." He glanced at Kakashi. "Kakashi, you really do need more training."
Looking troubled, Kakashi opened his mouth, about to say something-
But the Third had already shifted his gaze away from him and back to Hayashi's face.
His smile faded little by little.
"Hayashi."
"Can you tell Grandpa-what exactly are you trying to do?"
The office fell silent.
Looking into the old man's eyes, Hayashi lost the faint trace of a smile on his lips.
His fingers tightened slightly on the wheelchair's armrests.
First, he remained silent for two seconds.
Then he braced both hands on the armrests and stood straight up.
The next second-
Boom!!
Purple killing intent erupted from him with explosive force!
It surged beyond the office, flooded the corridor, and enveloped the entire Hokage Building in an instant!
A commotion broke out downstairs.
Files hit the floor, desks and chairs collided, and startled cries rang out in utter chaos.
Bang!
Someone flung the office door open from outside.
More than a dozen masked ANBU rushed in together, surrounding the entire office in the blink of an eye-every kunai drawn and pointed