Hiruzen Sarutobi furrowed his brow.
Just moments ago.
He went to the Anbu headquarters, only to discover that the entire Sixth Squad was absent.
Even though it was technically off-duty hours.
And even though the Sixth Squad wasn't on rotation for duty today.
But generally speaking, every Anbu squad, regardless of mission status, would leave one person behind.
To ensure the Hokage could contact them at any time.
It was essentially the Ninja World's version of voluntary 996 (working 9am-9pm, 6 days a week).
But today, when he went to the Anbu, he found that not a single person from the Sixth Squad was there.
Can they really slip away this early when not on duty?
This wasn't "Will of Fire" at all!
Knock knock
"Enter."
Raido Namiashi walked into the office and came before Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"Lord Hokage, I've found out."
"Oh, where did the Sixth Squad go?"
"They went to a team dinner."
"Team dinner?" Hiruzen Sarutobi was a bit stunned hearing this term.
It wasn't uncommon for ninjas to have meals together.
People like Might Guy, Asuma, and Kurenai would occasionally gather when they didn't have missions.
But the Anbu were different.
Dealing with intelligence and killing all day long, how would they even think of having a team dinner?
He asked the same thing.
"Is there any reason? Why a sudden team dinner?"
Raido Namiashi's expression was slightly peculiar. He said,
"Well... they said a new sushi restaurant opened in the center of Konoha, and the proprietress is quite a beauty."
"Then, Yuichi Hyuga treated everyone to sushi."
Hiruzen Sarutobi's frown deepened.
The proprietress of that new sushi restaurant in Konoha was indeed beautiful.
He had occasionally seen her when using his telescope to pee... monitor Konoha's safety.
There was nothing wrong in principle with subordinates going for a meal.
But Hiruzen Sarutobi still felt a bit uncomfortable in his heart.
Here I am, the Hokage, still working in the office.
And you, my direct Anbu subordinates, go for a team dinner?
"Forget it." He exhaled lightly, feeling he was making a mountain out of a molehill.
"It's just a meal. Although a bit sudden, it's not a big deal."
Raido Namiashi's expression became even stranger.
He hesitated for a moment, deciding to tell the truth.
"Lord Hokage, actually... the Sixth Squad doesn't just occasionally have team dinners."
"What do you mean?"
"They have frequent team dinners," Raido Namiashi said.
"At least half a year ago, the Sixth Squad started the habit of team dinners."
"I heard some people even drink alcohol."
"Ever since Kakashi Hatake stepped down from his Anbu position and Yamato took over, the Sixth Squad's team dinners have become increasingly frequent."
Bam.
The Hokage hat was slammed onto the table.
The dissatisfaction on Hiruzen Sarutobi's face was clearly visible.
He.
The magnificent Hokage.
An old man with grandchildren, still handling official business late at night.
While his subordinate Anbu frequently went out for team dinners.
Simply intolerable!
"Who started this?!" he asked.
Seeing Hiruzen Sarutobi rarely showing anger, Raido Namiashi lowered his head and whispered,
"I can't be sure. The Sixth Squad seems to take turns treating, no specific pattern found."
"However... judging by the timeline, it should be after Musashi Ryomiya arrived."
Instantly.
An image of a green spandex suit and eyes full of youthful determination appeared in Hiruzen Sarutobi's mind.
"I see. So it was him."
Hiruzen Sarutobi poked his sparse hair with his pipe.
"If it's that child, it's indeed very possible."
If it were any other Anbu member, a simple hint from him would ensure things like leaving posts for team dinners wouldn't happen.
But if it was that Musashi Ryomiya.
He could almost imagine a green young man in front of him.
Lord Hokage! Look, I'm building bonds of youth with my teammates!
He shook his head, shaking the little green man out of his mind.
Hiruzen Sarutobi also had a headache.
"Sigh, what I worried about has happened."
Back then, Might Guy earnestly begged to be transferred to the Anbu.
He found an excuse to reject him.
Precisely because he feared the originally quiet and solemn Anbu would be led astray by him.
When he discovered Musashi Ryomiya's talent, he had the same hesitation.
But firstly, his talent was outstanding, and he didn't have many entanglements with ninja clans or higher-ups.
Secondly, he was young.
He originally thought that under everyone's influence, such a thing wouldn't happen.
Who knew, what he worried about the most would come to pass.
The proper Anbu was almost becoming a Youth Fraternity.
If this continued, who knows what it would turn into.
He took a deep drag on his pipe, letting the smoke curl before his eyes.
Hiruzen Sarutobi thought secretly in his heart.
Should I transfer this guy out of the Anbu? Or... give him a vacation?
---
"Damn it."
"Damn it."
A quilt rolled up with a pillow was hung in mid-air.
Naruto Uzumaki kept punching it.
Muttering as he hit.
He didn't even notice the sound of the door opening.
Still punching the quilt in front of him.
"What's wrong, Naruto?"
Naruto Uzumaki turned his head and realized Musashi had come in without him noticing.
"Boss, you're here."
"Yeah, brought you some fresh sushi." Musashi put the bag on the table.
"What's the matter? You look very upset. Did something happen at school?"
Naruto Uzumaki said, "Exactly. Boss, you remember Sasuke from our class, right?"
"I remember. Why, did he provoke you?"
Naruto Uzumaki looked indignant.
"Hmph! That guy acts all arrogant all day long!"
"All the girls in the class like him."
"Even though he's not that great!"
"Also, during sparring class, he acts like no one can compare to him."
"So you lost to him?" Musashi pricked the balloon.
"What do you mean lost to him!" Naruto Uzumaki argued, "It was just a simple spar."
"He just took advantage of my moment of inattention to sneak attack me."
Then came words like 'how can sparring at school be called losing' and 'it was just an accident'.
"Alright, alright." Musashi said, "So, are you upset because girls like him, or because you lost to him?"
"Or both?"
Naruto Uzumaki's eyes were somewhat resentful: "...Boss."
Right in the feels!
Musashi summarized, "So, regarding Sasuke, you're not as popular with girls as him, and you can't beat him, right?"
"...Yes." Naruto Uzumaki lowered his head dejectedly.
A moment later, he suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, Boss. Didn't you go to school with Sasuke's older brother back then?"
"How did you compare to Sasuke's brother back then?"
"I heard Sasuke say his brother was very amazing. Did you ever lose to him?"
Musashi was speechless for a moment.
He thought back to those days.
All the girls in the class indeed liked Itachi Uchiha.
As for strength.
Well...
"Naruto, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask."
"Here, I'll teach you training methods to help you beat that Sasuke."
Naruto Uzumaki looked at him with dark eyes: "So Boss, you were just like me back then, right?"
Musashi smiled: "Naruto, I don't remember the past very clearly."