Minato bowed, turned, and left.
He needed some time alone to sort this out.
Was Obito... really still Obito?
"Sis, here are the files on this year's new students at the Ninja Academy."
Nawaki set a stack of rosters on Tsunade's desk.
"I've had enough!"
Tsunade slammed the desk and roared:
"Every single day, it's lists, documents, and files! I'm going to lose my damn mind at this rate! I'm done being Hokage! Find someone else! Find a replacement right now!"
Her shout sent Nawaki jumping backward, and he shrank straight into the corner.
Tsunade stared at the enrollment list in her hand, her expression dark enough to drip ink.
Nawaki hunched his shoulders. It's just a list. Does she really have to get this angry?
But what he didn't know was that Tsunade had never been the quiet, settled type at heart.
That sort of stuffy desk work was sheer torture for the princess of the Senju Clan.
This enrollment list was merely the straw that broke the camel's back.
What really set Tsunade off was that bastard Xuan Zhe fooling around, with those two little vixens, Rin Nohara and Mei Terumi, constantly flocking to him.
I'm out there working myself to death fighting for our **, while you're enjoying a wife at home and women on the side?
Why the hell should I put up with that!
After a few minutes, Tsunade finally reined in her temper, bent down to pick up the list Nawaki had handed her, and flipped through it page by page.
"Hmm?"
She frowned.
"Uchiha Itachi?"
She read the name aloud.
"Father: Uchiha Fugaku. Mother: Uchiha Mikoto. This little brat is..."
Beside her, Nawaki felt his heart pounding as he recalled his sister throwing things earlier.
He needed to find a chance to have