Fuen paled and trembled as she backed away a few steps. Soon, she came to her senses and hurriedly explained:
"No, Lord Xuandou, that's not how it is!"
"How is it not? Your teacher... don't you know him well enough?"
"And what is all this?"
Xuandou took one well-preserved letter after another from a drawer and threw them in front of Fuen. Her pupils contracted in alarm, and her right hand clenched the hem of her clothes.
These were all letters Kazuma had previously written to Hiruzen and Minato.
When he looked into the conflict between Tsunade and Kazuma, he had specifically arranged for the Anbu to retrieve them from the Collection Room and had read through them.
Perhaps it was because Asuma and Chiriku had yet to teach him a lesson.
He still didn't know the many ways to spell death.
Kazuma's letters brimmed with pride in the Land of Fire being the greatest nation in the world, the advantages of centralized rule, and earnest inquiries about when the two Hokage would die...
Perhaps out of consideration for the Land of Fire's Daimyō, Hiruzen Sarutobi had replied.
He had written one line:
"I'm afraid that will have to wait until you make it into that room!"
This wasn't Hiruzen being nice. It was another way of saying something like, "I'm the Hokage."
Sarcasm without a single swear word.
Yet it stabbed straight at what Kazuma cared about most, hurting him more than insults would have.
Hiruzen was mocking Kazuma for never having been present where decisions were made.
He had never entered the political heart of the Land of Fire.
The Land of Fire's policies, government affairs, and even its plans for aid to Konoha were all drawn up by the Daimyō and his few Karō.
Several political rivals