Konoha: The Gu Master Creates the Hokage

"Kakashi."

Hiruzen Sarutobi smiled and said, "Come in and sit down."

Kakashi Hatake nodded.

"Kakashi, take off your mask."

Hiruzen Sarutobi sat on the sofa and said.

"Anbu ninjas never take off their masks."

Kakashi Hatake's dead fish eyes showed no emotion, as calm as a stagnant pool.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's smile froze slightly, then he took a deep drag on his pipe.

This child can't get out of this situation.

That was indeed putting him in a very difficult position.

His father died, his teacher died, his teammates died; he had lost all his loved ones and was surrounded by desolation.

"Tell me about Naruto's situation today."

Hiruzen Sarutobi exhaled a puff of smoke and asked.

"Yes."

Kakashi Hatake gave his report with a blank expression.

From fishing competitions to sparring between Aburame Shiki and Uchiha Sasuke, and finally to Naruto Uzumaki seeking advice.

Hiruzen Sarutobi stroked his white beard, lost in thought.

Zhihui, the oil girl, was even more outstanding than he had imagined, and she even seemed to have the makings of a leader.

Of course, the present is the present, and the future is the future; it's uncertain.

"Kakashi, what do you think?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi tapped his pipe and asked.

Kakashi Hatake shook his head and said, "I have no opinion."

Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn't help but fall silent.

He frowned slightly and asked, "If I asked you to be Naruto's mentor, would you be willing?"

Kakashi Hatake felt a slight tremor in his heart as he thought of his teacher, Minato Namikaze.

Naruto Uzumaki is his biological son.

"As arranged by the Hokage."

Kakashi Hatake answered.

So you're saying you don't object?

Hiruzen Sarutobi saw a glimmer of hope.

Kakashi Hatake has extremely high talent and comes from a respectable family; he doesn't want to see him decline like this.

Chapter 27: Relationship with Tsunade Intensifies

Yu Nu Zhihui let out a breath.

He looked at the revived carp and shook his head.

"You've done a good job."

Tsunade looked her over and said.

"It's a bit slow."

"I'm not satisfied," said Zhihui, the woman from the oil shop.

"That annoying brat."

Tsunade reached out and flicked his forehead with her slender fingers.

At Yu Nu Zhihui's pace, he can master it completely in a week at most.

This speed has far surpassed her previous speed.

She suddenly understood Jiraiya.

When they were learning ninjutsu together, Orochimaru was always the first to learn it, which infuriated him.

"That's it for today."

Tsunade got up and stretched.

She opened the wardrobe, casually took out a kimono-style nightgown, and left the room.

Yu Nuzhihui did not waste any time.

While Tsunade was taking a bath, she made the carp jump around at the gates of hell several times.

"I've prepared the hot water for you."

Tsunade reappears, carrying a fresh scent.

"Thank you, teacher."

Oil Girl Zhihui noticed that her blonde hair was wet, picked up the hairdryer on the table and handed it to her.

Tsunade paused slightly, staring at the hairdryer in a daze.

As Yu Nuzhihui walked into the bathroom, her eyes widened in surprise.

Tsunade's clothes were just piled up like this.

It is black.

Yu Nuzhihui withdrew her gaze, took off her clothes, and took a shower.

After washing up, he changed into new clothes and left the bathroom.

living room.

Tsunade sat on the sofa.

She was holding a hairdryer, but her hair was already dry and was falling loosely over her shoulders.

Compared to her daytime pigtails, she exudes a more mature and composed vibe.

"come over."

Tsunade shifted her hips back and lifted her legs, making sure there was enough space.

what's the situation?

Yu Nuzhihui was somewhat confused.

"sit down."

Tsunade urged.

You Nu Zhihui could only sit in front of her.

Tsunade reached out, ruffled his hair, and turned on the hairdryer.

A hot wind is blowing.

Oil Girl Zhihui lowered her head.

He was flanked by Tsunade's long, fair legs.

With the ankles as the dividing line, the top is a kimono-style nightgown, and the bottom is bare feet.

Because the sofa was of limited length, her thighs were slightly bent, her rounded toes curled up, and she gripped the sofa tightly.

She had just taken a shower, and her nail polish was slightly dull.

"Don't move."

Tsunade pressed her fingers against his face, stopping his probing gaze.

Oil Girl Zhihui sat obediently, no longer looking around, a faint fragrance lingering around her nose.

"Okay."

Tsunade ruffled his hair again, making sure it was dry enough, and said, "Go to sleep."

When Zhihui saw her gentle demeanor for the first time, he was a little unaccustomed to it.

Her behavior just now was very much like that of an older sister and a mother.

It should be the former.

Yu Nu Zhihui seemed to be deep in thought.

Perhaps it has something to do with rope trees.

"teacher."

Oil Girl Zhihui decided to give it a try.

Stud is a kind of wisdom.

If we win, our children won't go hungry; if we lose, we'll just get a few scoldings.

It’s a win-win situation either way.

"What else?"

Tsunade put down the hairdryer and asked.

Do you remember our bet from last time?

Yu Nu Zhihui was referring to the fact that he had memorized fifteen medical texts in a single day.

Although he got away with it a little by cheating with a bookworm.

"Of course I haven't forgotten."

Tsunade crossed her arms and asked, "Tell me, what do you want?"