Watanabe Ichiro looked Chidori Cloud up and down.
She had delicate, lovely features and a brisk, capable air, with a slight resemblance to Kakashi and a tiny beauty mark below the corner of her mouth.
Huh? Is that hereditary too? No, probably just a coincidence?
After a moment's consideration, Watanabe Ichiro decided that the woman before him was probably Kakashi's future mother, and he felt the urge to play matchmaker.
Hurry up and get through the steps. Have Kakashi already so I can bully-scratch that-raise him for fun.
He returned to his disguise, pushed open the Medical Department's door, and raised the scroll in his hand.
"Sorry, a gust of wind blew the door shut just now."
"Sakumo, I've made some progress on the technique formula you asked me to develop. Want to take a look together? I've got some other good stuff in my room too."
"Oh? Awesome!"
Hatake Sakumo's eyes lit up.
Awesome, my ass!
Chidori Cloud paled in horror.
I thought you were his best friend! But there's something off about you!
Why does it feel like I've gained another romantic rival?!!
No, I need to find a way to get in there!
Could I accidentally twist my ankle into a comminuted fracture right now?
Hmm, that would also give Sakumo a reason to visit me every day!
A ruthless gleam entered her eyes as she stared down at her ankle, contemplating what angle would produce such a challenging injury.
"If I remember correctly, your name is Chidori Cloud, right? I think I've seen you in the Logistics Department before?"
"Ah... yes, that's me. I'm the deputy head of the Logistics Department. If the Medical Department needs any logistical support, please feel free to contact me."
Chidori Cloud answered politely.
"Then could I trouble you to come