Konohagakure, Hokage's office.

When there were only two of them, Tsunade was full of bulging veins, slamming the table and roaring loudly.

As for Shizune, she took a step back and covered her ears with her hands.

As Tsunade's apprentice and assistant, Shizune was no longer surprised by Tsunade's state.

However, this time, I really can't blame my master for his bad temper. Hachijo was from the root, and he actually betrayed Konoha. If there was no figure of the old... elder here, it would be really ridiculous.

However, this old guy just didn't admit it, and only said that Hachijo had already defected from the root.

Now it's purely Hachijo's personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with the root.

Moreover, this old guy also blamed Tsunade for improper management and letting people go out at will.

Look, the responsibility was pushed away completely.

Sure enough, a tree without bark will die, and a person without shame will be invincible in the world!

It was already a very difficult thing that her teacher didn't kick her on the spot, but after the old guy left...

Shizune took a look and sighed in her heart. She had to change the desk again.

Although the frequency of changing office supplies in the past six months has decreased compared to the beginning, Shizune always feels that Tsunade is the one who changes the most frequently in the history of Hokage.

Shizune lowered her head and secretly calculated in her heart whether this month's expenditure would exceed the budget again.

In the ward of the Konohagakure Hospital, Mitarashi Anko was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling without blinking.

On the contrary, her brain was unusually active at this time.

When reporting the mission to Tsunade, she didn't mention that Kazama saved her, and the rest was just reading the script.

Of course, in her report, she only said that a mysterious masked man saved her, and she didn't know who the other person was.

As for why she didn't tell the truth, because she wanted to find the answer herself, there were two other reasons for her decision.

The first reason is that this mission, in the eyes of Mitarashi Anko now, looks like a suicide mission, which means one thing, there is something wrong with the mission intelligence.

Regardless of whether it was a mistake by the intelligence department or intentional, it made her suspicious.

The second reason is that Shizune once let it slip when she was drunk.

In that mission, Kishimoto Kazama was not in the same organization as Orochimaru at all, and that mission was just nonsense made up by the fifth generation.

When she wanted to ask for the specific reason, Shizune lay down motionless.

In addition, after several contacts with Kazama, she knew that he was a person who was afraid of trouble, so Mitarashi Anko's report was concealed.

Thinking of this, Mitarashi Anko stretched lazily without paying attention to the injury, yawned, and raised the corner of her mouth.

If I don't hide it this time, there will definitely be an Anbu team visiting you, but after hiding it, it will become only me who visits.

"Hey, Red Bean Senior, your arm is injured, so don't move around."

Mitarashi Red Bean turned around and saw Haruno Sakura appear at the door. She smiled innocently, "It's Sakura, why are you here?"

"I'm doing an internship here."

"Ah! Look at my memory. You've already worshipped the fifth generation as your teacher and learned medical ninjutsu. It's normal to be here, hehe..." Mitarashi Red Bean scratched her messy hair and said with a smile.

"I told you, don't move your hands around, be careful of secondary infection." Haruno Sakura said dissatisfiedly.

"Ah...Aha...Ha..." Mitarashi Red Bean put down her hand slightly embarrassedly.

"That's right, Red Bean Senior, I'm going to other wards." Haruno Sakura smiled slightly and turned to leave.

"That Sakura, you..."

Haruno Sakura turned her head and said, "Red Bean Senior, is there anything else?"

"That...that...thank you."

"Hehe...you're welcome, this is what I should do."

Looking at Haruno Sakura's back, Yutarashi Red Bean sighed helplessly. She wanted to tell Haruno Sakura that she had met Uchiha Sasuke.

But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

When Uchiha Sasuke defected from Konoha, the saddest person was Haruno Sakura.

Because one night, she accidentally saw Haruno Sakura sitting in the most inconspicuous corner, like an abandoned cat, looking extremely lonely.

She clutched her clothes tightly with both hands, bit her lower lip tightly, and made a slight choking sound, while tears flowed down her cheeks, soaked her collar, and probably soaked her heart.

Seeing this scene, Yutarashi Red Bean's heart was also blocked and panicked, and she remembered it vividly.

Thinking of Uchiha Sasuke's cold eyes and his ruthless and ruthless attack, Mitarashi Anko changed her mind temporarily and chose to avoid talking about it.

Because Uchiha Sasuke at this time is no longer the same person as before, even if HarunoSakura saw that Uchiha Sasuke would also be merciless and swing the knife in his hand at Haruno Sakura.

So, it is better to miss each other than to meet.

Moreover, Mitarashi Anko really didn't expect that it has only been a short time, and Uchiha Sasuke's strength has reached such a high level, and she is not his opponent.

It is estimated that it will not take long for this cold boy to reach the strength of her old... Orochimaru.

Mitarashi Anko laughed at herself, thinking back to the time when she was the second examiner during the Chunin Exam. Uchiha Sasuke, a little brat, was just a fart in front of her.

Now, the times have changed.

Mitarashi Anko lay on the bed again, with a sarcastic smile on her lips. No wonder the cold boy went to Orochimaru. It turned out that the two were the same kind of people, and they would do anything to achieve their goals.

It seems that she has not reached this level yet, and it is reasonable and reasonable for Orochimaru to not want her.

Scratching her uncombed hair again, Mitarashi Anko was completely relieved. She was Mitarashi Anko of the Hidden Leaf Village, no longer Orochimaru's apprentice.

From the moment he chose to turn a blind eye, the relationship between master and apprentice was completely ruined.

Thinking of that yellow again, Mitarashi Anko blinked her eyes, Kishimoto Kazama, who are you?

A-choo!

Kazama sneezed loudly at the seaside of Dekaku Port.

Wiping his nose, Kazama whispered, "This bastard is scolding me again, all of you go back."

"Teacher, what are you mumbling about?" Fuma Sasame, who was sitting next to him, asked suspiciously.

"Ah... nothing."

Fuuma Sasame rolled his eyes, then looked at him with his hands on his cheeks, "Teacher, did you catch a cold?"

"How is that possible."

"If not, why did you sneeze?"

"My nose was itchy, so I sneezed."

"Then you should also be careful. If you always sit by the sea and enjoy the sea breeze, it's normal to catch a cold without knowing it."

"I..."

"Hey! I guessed you were here." Sagiri's voice interrupted Kazama's speech.

The two turned their heads and saw Sagiri running towards them.

"Why are you running? You're panting." Fuuma Sasame stood up to greet him.

As for Kazama, he just glanced at him and sat back on the fishing platform.

"I'm afraid you're hungry, let's go, Chi Xian has almost prepared everything."

Before Fuma Sasame could answer, Fuma rushed to ask: "What has old Chi Xian prepared?"

"You'll know when you get there."

"That's right." Fuma nodded, raised his butt and stood up, "Sasame, let's go."

After saying that, without waiting for the two women to reply, Fuma took the lead.

Sagiri rolled her eyes speechlessly, took Fuma Sasame's arm, and whispered: "This Fuma is the most active in eating."

"Aren't you active?" Fuma Sasame asked back.

"Oh, how can that be the same, I...I..." Sagiri was a little stuck, because every time she ate out, she was really the most active.

"Let's go." Before Sagiri finished speaking, Fuma Sasame dragged her away.

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