The Third's office.
Sarutobi looked at the little girl standing before him with her head lowered and the chakra figure behind her, the corners of his mouth twitching nonstop.
"Did you hear me, Sarutobi? Take good care of little Karin."
"And keep an eye on Kushina's son for me too!"
"Making him a Jinchūriki at such a young age, and you don't even know to cherish him."
"How did Hashirama and Tobirama fail to teach you lot to give of yourselves willingly back then?"
Mito's figure gradually faded. Only after her voice had vanished completely did Sarutobi dare raise his head.
There was no helping it. This ancestor in her prime was someone who could give even Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha a scolding together.
It was only after Mito grew old that her temper became much gentler.
"Well, little Karin, you'll be living in Konoha from now on."
Sarutobi's old face creased into a radiant chrysanthemum of a smile as he spoke to Karin.
"Mm-hmm."
Karin nodded, her red hair so vivid in the Sunshine streaming through the window.
Kushina...
The way Kushina had once looked appeared in Sarutobi's mind again.
"Then how about staying in the apartment building where Naruto lives? You'll receive a living allowance of 3,000 ryo every month."
The economy had improved over the past few years, resulting in inflation, and Naruto's living allowance had now risen to 3,000 ryo.
For Karin, that much should be about enough too.
Karin tilted her head and thought for a moment.
Naruto?
He seemed to be in the same generation as me.
But why was his hair yellow?
How strange. Grandma Mito and Mom both said the Uzumaki Clan had red hair.
Minato: Hehe.
But he was family, after all, so I might as well live there.
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