"Are we really on a mission?"
Sakura held snacks in one hand and stuffed sweets into her mouth with the other, with juice in front of her and a plush carpet beneath her. She was riding in a luxury carriage whose interior mechanisms were complex, its design incorporating lighting, ventilation, slip resistance, and comfort. There had not been the slightest bump throughout the journey.
This was nothing like going on a mission. It was even more comfortable than a vacation.
This was not Naruto's first time enjoying such treatment. He ate and drank with abandon, without standing on ceremony in the slightest.
Sasuke, meanwhile, wore a dark expression, glancing at the carriage from time to time as though he found it too slow.
In response to Sakura's question, Anyo lay lazily along the edge of the carriage and said, "I've fought wars for so many years. Can't I enjoy myself a little?"
"Exactly, Sakura... Mmm, this is so good." As Naruto ate, he pushed the remaining food toward Sakura and said, "Help yourself. Uncle's loaded."
Hearing Naruto say that eased much of Sakura's guilt. She turned to Sasuke, who had not spoken at all, and said, "Sasuke, have something to eat too."
"No." Sasuke refused coldly, then asked Anyo, "Um, how much longer until we get there?"
"How rude. Let me introduce myself. My name is Anyo. You can call me sensei, or, of course, you can call me Uncle like Naruto does. At the very least, address me by my name."
Sasuke replied expressionlessly, "I only care about the mission."
"Then you should listen to Sakura and eat something," Anyo said unhurriedly. "Our mission this time is to gather intelligence and cooperate with Takigakure in an investigation. To put it plainly, it's a long-term mission. We won't solve everything