Black Zetsu stopped pressing for answers and turned to everyday matters instead. Only when Kima Senju suddenly arrived did he slip away of his own accord, still reluctant to end the conversation.
Inside the Living Room of the Princess Mausoleum.
The two children were confined to a small area enclosed by a little fence made with Wood Release.
Cherry Ink was all smiles as he taught the two children to sing.
Although Muye and Silver Moon barely responded to Cherry Ink, they sat attentively opposite him, their little hands holding vegetables from the basket as they quietly stripped celery.
It was quite a heartwarming scene.
Kima Senju did not dare look Yanbai in the eye. After handing over another set of documents, he kept watching the three children.
Yanbai felt rather helpless about Kima Senju, too. Although he had repeatedly told Kima Senju to make his own decisions, Kima Senju insisted on asking for his opinion.
Looking at the newly submitted documents, Yanbai narrowed his eyes slightly. Finally, he closed the file and looked at Kima Senju, who wore his usual anxious expression.
"The war isn't completely over yet, and you're already organizing your retirement and the election for the next Hokage?" Yanbai looked exasperated.
Kima Senju regarded the Hokage position as a deadly menace. From the moment he took office, he had been calculating when he could step down.
Every day Kima Senju spent as Hokage was an ordeal. His obsessive tendencies grew increasingly severe, and he pushed himself relentlessly, terrified of doing anything wrong. His anxiety infected the entire Hokage Office.
Kumogakure's sudden declaration of war had been an enormous pain in Kima Senju's ass.
But even a war would not make Kima Senju delay the transfer of office. He was quite a stickler for the "rules."
"Auntie,