Inside the grand administrative office of the Senju mansion, which was temporarily converted.
On the large table in the very center, crafted from fine rosewood.
There were three large, heavy stacks of postwar reconstruction scrolls, fiscal deficit reports, and defense handover documents from various departments.
"Bang!"
A slender, yet fiercely powerful hand slammed down on the mahogany table.
The tabletop cracked open instantly, and the teacup on it shook violently.
" Senju Kenya! You little bastard!"
Tsunade, draped in her green gambler's cloak, veins bulging on her forehead, roared as she pointed at the young man reclining behind the desk:
"Yesterday, when we were tearing down the building and smashing the barrier, you were the one who had the most fun than anyone else!"
" The Tenten, all the major clans brought their resources, and you just turn around and tell me you're not going to Hokage?!"
"You tricked me into coming back from Tanzaku Town, intending to enjoy a life of leisure and become a matriarch!"
"I didn't come back to take over this mess and be your slave, revising documents Tenten!"
Standing to the side, Shikaku Nara held a teacup, his eyes downcast, seemingly lost in thought.
The top strategist of Konoha's lips twitched slightly, and he silently took two steps back, pretending to be an invisible bonsai.
Meanwhile, Senju Kenya was at the heart of the storm.
Right now, I'm comfortably nestled in a large, genuine leather swivel chair.
He was shirtless, wearing floral shorts and flip-flops, his legs crossed and propped up in the center of the mahogany desk without any regard for decorum.
He was slowly twirling two heavy iron walnuts made of pure black iron in his hands, making a crisp, crackling sound.
"Auntie, calm down. Getting so angry so early in the morning can easily cause hormonal imbalances and give you age spots."
Kenya, with a white jade pipe between his teeth, slowly exhaled a heart-shaped smoke ring, his face beaming with an arrogant, smug grin.
As the saying goes, "Great responsibilities are bestowed upon those who are destined for them."
"Looking across the entire Shinobi World, who but you, the Fifth Hokage, could possibly hold onto that throne?"
Kenya lowered his leg and began to flatter Tsunade, counting on his fingers:
"Look at you, in terms of seniority, you are the First Hokage's granddaughter; in terms of experience, you are one of the legendary Sannin; in terms of medical skills, there is no other grandmaster in the entire Shinobi World who can compare to you!"
"If you were to ascend to the throne and become the Fifth Hokage, who in the entire village would dare utter a single fart? Which of the major ninja clans would dare not obediently hand over their offerings?"
Don't try to sweet-talk me!
Tsunade crossed her arms and took a step closer with a cold smile:
"You've pushed me to the forefront to take the fall, what are you planning to do? Continue to lie low in the backyard?"
"How could that be? Do you think I, Senju Kenya, am that kind of irresponsible person?"
Kenya said solemnly, his expression as serious as if he were about to save the world.
Under the suspicious gazes of Tsunade and Shikaku.
Kenya bent down and pulled out a large, gold-plated signboard that Bai had meticulously carved from Black Iron Wood overnight, from under the desk.
With a loud "thud," it landed heavily on the most conspicuous spot in the pile of documents.
Tsunade and Shikaku craned their necks to look, and saw a line of extremely arrogant characters carved on it in a flamboyant style:
[ Konoha's Supreme Security Chief - Ultimate Guardian Iron Fist Emperor ]!
The hall fell into a deathly silence.
Shikaku wiped the cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his lips twitching almost uncontrollably, and asked cautiously:
" Lord Kenya... may I ask which government departments you, the ' Iron Fist Emperor,' are specifically in charge of?"
"Government affairs? Why would I care about that stuff?!"
Kenya slapped his thigh and began to explain his ingenious power structure with an air of self-righteousness:
"First! This position ranks above the Konoha Anbu, the Konoha Military Police Force, and the regular ninja hierarchy, enjoying the highest level of military command authority and special exemptions in the entire village!"
"Simply put, if I encounter any troublemakers I don't like, or any ignorant bastards from other villages who want to cause trouble, I don't need to ask anyone's permission; I'll settle things with one punch!"
"Second!"
Kenya tapped the table, his eyes gleaming:
"I don't need to accept any approvals from the Daming Prefecture, nor do I need to attend any ridiculous routine meetings, let alone revise even a single document that's too difficult to even wipe my ass with!"
"Third!"
"I enjoy the right to paid leave around the clock and without time limit, as well as the right to freedom of movement!"
"I can sleep in the mountains when I want, fish on the beach in the Land of Waves when I want, and eat barbecue when I want!"
Kenya tilted his head back and burst into laughter, perfectly showcasing the selfishness and domineering nature of the mastermind behind the scenes:
"What's so great about being Hokage? You just sit in that tiny room Tenten doing unpaid work, and if something happens, the whole village will talk behind your back!"
"I have money and fists, isn't it better to wield power from behind the scenes?!"
"You guys handle the dirty work, but if we encounter a tough nut to crack, I'll take care of smashing it to pieces with one punch!"
"This is what you call the true ceiling of Konoha!"
After listening to Kenya's outrageous and shameless speech.
Tsunade was so angry she almost laughed, but the anger in her eyes quietly dissipated.
really.
Locking a tyrant like Senju Kenya, with his nuclear weapon-level power and lawless personality, in his office to review official documents would be a disaster.
By having him act as the sole Iron Fist and backbone of Konoha behind the scenes, he can create the most terrifying strategic deterrent against all the other ninja villages!
Shikaku Nara, standing to the side, was deeply shaken and secretly admired him immensely.
He doesn't strive for empty fame, but wields real power, remaining above the law while controlling the life and death of key figures.
This young Senju Master possesses a cunning and ruthless mind that far surpasses ordinary people's imagination!
"Alright, I'm completely stuck on this pirate ship now."
Tsunade rubbed her temples in exasperation, pulled out a chair, plopped down, and resignedly picked up a calligraphy brush:
"I'll become the Fifth Hokage, but if the village ever needs money, your Iron Fist Chamber of Commerce must provide unconditional funding!"
"No problem! I'm so poor all I have left is money!" Kenya grinned from ear to ear.
Just as the three reached a consensus and the new order of Konoha was about to be fully established.
"Thump, thump, thump."
A few slow, hesitant knocks suddenly came from outside the heavy, carved wooden door of the office.
"Enter."
Tsunade responded without looking up.
The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and two figures dressed in Yamato stepped across the threshold, one after the other.
Hizashi by Hyuga Hiashi, Hyuga Earth Flow into the office with a solemn expression.