In Hokage, conquer Miss Uchiha at the beginning

Huh~~ I have been working hard all morning. I was so busy that I didn’t even bother to drink. I finally finished processing the documents that I had accumulated in the past two weeks. This day after day... I am really exhausted.……(≖_≖)

The Hokage's office experienced a rare moment of silence today.

But as the top leader of Konoha Ninja Village, Miss Kakashi is always surrounded by various complicated matters that are never absent.

Anyway, let’s take a break first, and we’ll talk about the rest after lunch.…………

Pushing the pile of documents aside, without any extra movement, the exhausted woman instantly collapsed on the back of the chair as if her bones had been taken away from her body.

It looked so limp, just like a piece of tofu soaked in water.

Not bad...at least everything is peaceful╰(*´︶`*)╯~~~

The iconic dead fish eyes are still calm.

Holding her chin with one hand, the woman, who was thankful to have managed to hold on to the position of Hokage all morning, stared straight at the corner of the sky outside the window and began to wander away.

Hmm... I was too focused on work just now to notice it. The indoor temperature seems to be a bit high today.

Sure enough, once mid-June passes, the weather will get hotter and hotter………

It has to be said that the designer of the Hokage uniform is really an amateur. He only cares about the appearance and does not consider comfort at all.

The royal robe is thick and stuffy, and its breathability is extremely poor... It may not be a big deal if you wear it in winter, but in summer you will definitely be covered in sweat, and it will be sticky... and it will be extremely uncomfortable.

Alas~~ I can’t help it. When I have time, I can go to the tailor shop to find Grandma Yuhua and ask her to change the style a little bit for me...

I sighed with a wry smile.

The woman who wanted to dissipate the heat as quickly as possible reached out and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt, completely ignoring the possibility that doing so would cause her chest to show off.

Kakashi didn't pay much attention to her image. She rarely took the time to take care of herself like women of her age, and she was even less willing to spend money to buy messy cosmetics.

The dressing table in a certain Bai Mao's home is very simple, so simple that even some men would feel ashamed to see it.

Of course, Kakashi has a reason for this: after all, she puts on makeup so that others can see her, and she keeps herself covered up all year round so as not to show her face.

No matter how bright the lipstick is, or how good the eyeliner is, it will all be blocked by that airtight mask in the end.

Since no one appreciates how beautifully you dress up, why bother putting effort into your face? ? ?

Lazy, coquettish, venomous, likes to tease younger generations, everything he says and does is unreliable... There is no trace of femininity, and he has all the shortcomings in one body.

Haha~~ For a freak like me who always wraps himself up like a rice dumpling regardless of the season, if you look around Konoha, no one of the opposite sex should be interested, right? ?

I'm afraid, after Naruto and Sako-chan step into the marriage hall hand in hand, I will still be single.

Is it possible that we really want to spend our whole lives alone? ?

That's too tragic, right? ? ?(ᇂ_ᇂ|||)……

Thinking of this worst possibility, Kakashi subconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth.

His expression seemed to be filled with emotion, but also seemed to be mocking himself.

She adjusted her seat into a cross-legged position.

The unkempt long silver-white hair is randomly distributed on both sides of the shoulders, looking quite messy. The half-open neckline reflects a touch of snow-white, and the ravine in the center is bottomless, which attracts people's imagination.

Relieved, Kakashi straightened his body and stretched comfortably, and then moved his limbs that were stiff from sitting for a long time.

Although combining work and rest is a good and efficient and healthy habit, since her only entertainment"Intimate Paradise" was forcibly stopped by the elders, apart from eating and sleeping... her life was basically just day and night. Night batch files.

You have to sit in the office for at least fourteen hours a day, and overtime work is even more common. You are either working or on the way to work from morning to night, all year round.

Holidays and weekends are delusions.

In the vast Konoha, everyone can take a break, but she, the Hokage in charge of a village, cannot slack off.

Since becoming the Sixth Generation Hokage, Kakashi has suspected more than once that he will die suddenly before Naruto takes over.

Minato-sensei, if I continue to work at this intensity, it won't be long before... I will be freed in advance to go to the Pure Land to talk to you about daily life.

Kakashi turned his head slightly and looked at the successive fire images in front of him.

By the way...how did you survive back then?

It must not be too easy~~~

If you have time, you might as well give me a dream and teach me some experience...

Looking at the man with a determined face in the photo, Kakashi suddenly thought of a certain hedgehog with the same short golden hair..

Well, counting the time, Gaara and his party have almost arrived... I don't know how Naruto's reception is going. is that OK?

Although that little guy is occasionally not very bright, his energy is as good as anyone's.

That’s right, don’t worry at all.

Anyway, we just took them to visit the main district of Konoha. What could possibly go wrong?(*^ω^*)~~~

Kakashi believed Naruto for once.

So, thinking she was infallible, she casually picked up the completely cold black coffee while humming an unknown cheerful ditty.

"Hokage-sama, I'm here to deliver today's documents."

"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you."

Kakashi's expression was still calm, and he was used to Shizune suddenly pushing the door open. Kakashi pouted at his desk.

"Well, just leave it there...I'll look at it later"

"Okay...that's right, Hokage-sama!!!"

Shizune, who was about to leave, slapped her forehead twice as if she suddenly thought of something.

"Just now, Yunyin Village sent an envoy with a message."

"Cloud Hidden? What did Raikage-sama say? ?"

"It's about duty. According to regulations, the two main war criminals who caused the Fourth World War will be supervised by the five major powers in turns. In a few days, we from Konoha will send people to guard the prison."

"……"

"Hokage-sama? ?"

"knew."

The vision dimmed instantly.

After experiencing the initial confusion, Kakashi, who had mixed feelings in his heart, focused his gaze steadily on the window sill.

There was nothing special there, but there was more sunlight, and the white platycodon affected by it The flowers are in full bloom, especially full of vitality

"Just reply to Kumogakure and say... When the time comes, I will personally take people to the Kingdom of Iron to take over the duties of the guards there."

…………………………

The square as far as the eye can see is dotted with commemorative monuments that are also endless.

As a place of emotional sustenance for spiritual communication between the dead and the living, when it comes to the cemetery, the first thing that comes to most people's minds are images such as loneliness, darkness, and overgrown weeds.

This has almost become the inherent impression of the general public.

Even the descriptions of cemeteries in literary works are more or less desolate and gloomy, making one's hair stand on end if one reads them carefully.

To be honest, Shikamaru has never understood why these cemeteries where martyrs are buried are deliberately located in the shade where they don't see sunlight all year round.

Could it be... that it was to cater to what was written in the book, specifically to create a sense of eeriness and terror to scare away passers-by? ? ?

Shikamaru was amused by his ridiculous speculation.

But he held it back.

No matter how stupid he usually is, he still has to act calm in such a solemn occasion, not to mention... there is the tombstone of his mentor standing in front of him.

"Asma, I'm here to see you."

After gently brushing away the catkins from the seam of the monument with his sleeves, Shikamaru sat cross-legged, not caring whether his clothes would be stained by dust.

At the same time, he took out a cigarette from his arms and lit it.

"Sorry, it's been a whole month since we last met. You must have been too busy to find someone to talk to, right?

I can't help it, I'm really busy during this period of time... The job of the Hokage's staff is really hard to do. I have to take care of every trivial matter. I completely understand my father back then."

Shikamaru shrugged slightly.

"I still remember that when I was a child, I often complained about him being away from home for days... Now that the position has changed, I immediately feel the same.

History is indeed a cycle. Things are changing... God knows, ten years from now, my child will also dislike his father who cannot spend much time with him growing up.

From this point of view, 'people cannot have youth and feelings about youth at the same time.’……This sentence is really true, although it sounds quite unreasonable at first glance~~~"

The wind blew again, carrying a bit of the tiredness unique to summer.

Shikamaru tried to imitate Asuma's appearance back then. He took a deep breath while holding the cigarette butt, but almost choked to tears because of improper operation.

"Ahem...cough………Gee, I'm still not used to smoking this thing. Learn slowly, no matter what... you can't waste the relics you left behind."

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was too heavy, Shikamaru half-jokingly held up the lighter and shook it in front of Asuma's tombstone.

"By the way, speaking of children... I have good news for you: According to the hospital, Teacher Hong's due date is next Thursday."

Yes.

You heard me right...Asma, you are going to be a father."

"The name has been decided according to your wishes - Mirai. Sarutobi Mirai, carrying countless hopes and expectations, is not only the future of the Sarutobi clan, but also the future of Konoha.

How about it, does it sound good?"

When Mirai grows up, I will take the initiative to volunteer to be his teacher.

Asuma, the jade you carefully protected has been perfectly inherited. Next... it is our responsibility to hand it over intact to the new generation.

The distraction in the depths of the pupils was swept away.

Slowly getting up, Shikamaru took out the cigarette from his arms again.

However, this time the cigarette was a soul-returning lantern lit for the dead.

………………

"No wonder I didn't see you when I walked around the Hokage Tower. It turns out you are here to sweep the grave."

"Hey, that's pretty awesome~ Miss Temari."

Shikamaru didn't show much surprise at this unexpected guest.

Temari was even more unimpressed.

After all, that guy had already shown his perfect IQ and layout ability during the Chunin Exam. It's not unusual for someone to predict their arrival in advance.

"You can find it even if you hide it in such a place. Why...are you putting a tracker on me? ?"

"Hey, it sounds like I want to see you so much……"

"Is not it?"

"Stop being so sentimental, I just...just…………Forget it, I am a tolerant lady and won’t argue with your shamelessness.（╯^╰）"

Temari, who knew that she could not gain any advantage through words, decisively chose to stop her losses in time.

In terms of a simple quarrel, she probably wouldn't be able to parry even one-tenth of the opponent's strength.

"Hey, what's that lit cigarette for?"

"Tsk, my eldest lady, do you still need to ask? ?"

Shikamaru rolled his eyes at the girl next to him with a caring look.

"It's obviously a sacrifice! Please, are you coming to visit the grave empty-handed?"

"? Use a cigarette as a sacrifice? Isn’t this too shabby? ? Fortunately, you are still a student. You are so stingy that you are not even willing to buy some decent cakes."

"What do you know? Asuma-sensei is good at this………This person has passed away, so their favorite things must be placed in front of the sacrificial altar."

Shikamaru spoke plausibly.

"People in the world are always used to mourning the dead with clusters of flowers, but in fact, it is the living people who can better reflect the value of these things.

Whether it is flowers or sacrifices, they are all tools used to convey emotions. The tool itself is not so important, the meaning behind it is worthy of our careful consideration and taste. do you understand? ? ?"

"It seems... makes sense"

"It makes sense~~~"

Seeing that the girl was about to be completely fooled, Shikamaru saw the opportunity and stepped up the deception.

"Isn’t there a saying: Funerals are actually prepared for the living because they need a venue where they can vent their emotions."

"It’s a very novel angle. This is the first time I’ve heard of it.……"

"Then take note of it, it will definitely help you in the future."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

The victorious Shikamaru grabbed his pockets with both hands, and then turned his attention to the clouds on the horizon without saying a word.

I don't know when, he returned to a listless and decadent look. He was making lies and nonsense. Everyone knows the truth. Nothing in this world is easier than talking nonsense.

In fact, Shikamaru's thinking has always been very negative.

The word"go all out" does not exist in his dictionary. No matter what he does, he always sticks to the goal. The principle of not getting ahead is to just hang around if you can, and never have any illusions.

Nara Shikamaru seems to have never experienced a passionate age.

He has prepared for his future life from the moment he graduated from the Ninja Academy. Detailed plan: Take some tasks casually, save some money as you go, and when you get older, you can find a decent woman to marry.

I feel that the family is annoying me, so I will just have sex with my wife who is neither beautiful nor ugly. One child... preferably one boy and one girl.

Of course, all boys or all girls are also acceptable. It doesn't matter.

Once the daughter gets married and the son can take charge of his own business, he should immediately submit his resignation application to the senior management and get rid of the ninjas completely. In this high-risk, low-return fucked-up profession, people spend their remaining good years aimlessly day after day after retirement, until they are bedridden at an advanced age, and finally pass away with a smile under the collective gaze of their family members.

This kind of boring life that is so plain and boring is what Shikamaru dreams about.

I really don’t understand why some idiots have to find ways to make their lives simple and peaceful. ?

"Nara Shikamaru"

"Um?"

"Do you believe in the existence of 'fate'?"

"certainly"

"I knew you wouldn't…………What?!!Σ(ﾟ∀ﾟﾉ)ﾉ"

The sound stopped suddenly.

The stunned Temari stared blankly at the boy beside her, her brows filled with unfamiliarity.

It was as if today was the first time they met.

Ignoring the girl's surprise, Shikamaru just explained lightly:

"Think about it... In the vast world and the vast sea of people, the light of two souls is too weak. If it were not guided by something, how could that red thread called 'fate' wrap around each other's wrists accurately? Woolen cloth? ?"

"……"

"For example, my dream was just to run a small business at the beginning, but now it has become some kind of trainee Hokage staff officer, two professions that are impossible to achieve with half a skill. Is it possible that fate has not played a role in it? ?"

"……"

"Gee, it’s forcibly pieced together things that wouldn’t otherwise intersect, but that’s what it’s good at. That bastard likes to see people being driven crazy."

"So, do you want to treat me to dinner?"

"ha? ? ?!"

This time, it was Shikamaru's turn to be stunned.

He didn't understand what the other party meant by his inconsistent words, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Temari's eyes were extremely serious, and there was no trace of joking in them.

Because of this , Shikamaru became even more confused.

"what do you mean?"

"Literally... It's almost noon. As Konoha's military advisor, is it too much to treat me, a visitor from Sunagakure, to a meal?"

"……"

Okay, you want to play, right? Then I'll stay with you until the end.

Unbelievably, the young man's dead fish eyes that had never changed for thousands of years actually ignited a rare fighting spirit.

Nara Shikamaru has never been a nostalgic person, because he knows very well that there is nothing worth remembering in a life as boring as his own.

But today, he decided to free his memory and let his mind briefly return to the Chunin Examination room five years ago, and then have a long-lost contest with the person in front of him.

And, be sure to rewrite the ending of failure

"Miss Temari, please, should I say I am honored now?"

"It's okay, it depends on your mood...I don't care if you use 'with great pleasure'"

"Haha, okay…………"

Shikamaru gave a slight bow in his impromptu gentlemanly manner.

Perhaps it is the normal state of the world for things to backfire.

Anyway, my dream of finding a job has been shattered, so this one is not bad...

Sorry, dad... I have to be busy again. I'll see you next time.

Thinking like this, the young man suddenly felt enlightened in his heart, and even his voice changed from lazy to louder.

"Extremely happy."