This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 95 Fugaku's Unease

Konoha Police Department, Captain's Office.

The cicadas outside the window were chirping desperately, but the low pressure inside the room was enough to make one feel suffocated.

"Snapped!"

Fugaku Uchiha threw the broken pen into the trash can—this was the third one he'd broken that day.

He stared at the mountain of documents piled up before him, seemingly endless, and his usually serious poker face was now facing an unprecedented test.

"This is the 'Application for Expansion of the Akimichi Clan's Dining Hall,' this is the 'Hyuga Branch Family's Request for Increased Reimbursement for Eye Drops,' and this... 'Handling of the Complaint Regarding Uchiha Hima's Overly Stiff Smile During Patrol, Which Scared a Child to Tears'..."

Fugaku rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling as if his Sharingan was about to automatically activate due to excessive eye strain.

"That kid Che... how does he usually handle all these things so quickly?"

Over the past month, Fugaku has come to deeply understand what it means to "go from extravagance to frugality."

When Nishikawa Tetsu was around, all the documents would be categorized, summarized, and even have suggested solutions attached. He only needed to stamp them and say, "Hmm, not bad, that's it."

At that time, he thought he had grasped the general direction and was in control of the whole situation.

Now that Nishikawa Tetsuya is gone, he realizes that what he was grasping wasn't the big picture, but simply loneliness.

"Knock knock knock".

A knock sounded on the door, and then Minato Namikaze walked in.

He was wearing the inspectorate's uniform, and although he still had a gentle smile on his face, the faint weariness in his eyes showed that this little sunshine had been staying up late a lot lately.

"Senior, this is this week's disciplinary report."

Minato gently placed a stack of documents atop the "mountain of documents," as if afraid of triggering an avalanche.

"In addition, we received a message from Shikaku saying that due to the lack of coordination from Nishikawa's assistant, we've been arguing with the village's finance department for three days over the allocation of the two decimal places in this quarter's financial statement accounting."

"Let them argue!"

Fugaku waved his hand irritably, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

"Why didn't I realize this chair was so hot before?"

Minato gave a wry smile, found a cup, and poured himself a drink.

"After all, when Che was around, he could not only balance the accounts, but also squeeze out a couple more funds from the dormitory advisor, Koharu. Although Shikaku is very smart, he hates trouble too much, and he just wants to sleep when there are disputes."

A brief silence fell over the office.

As they looked out at the blue sky, the same person came to mind.

That boy who always wore a professional fake smile, was full of bad intentions... cough, full of wisdom.

"Watergate".

Fugaku suddenly spoke, his voice deepening.

"That kid has been gone from the village for over a month now, hasn't he?"

"Yes, it's been thirty-six days." Minato gave the precise number, his eyes slightly unfocused. "According to the plan, he should have been back long ago."

"Two days ago, we received an urgent letter from Heian Corporation."

Fugaku pulled a crumpled piece of paper from the bottom of the drawer, clearly having been read countless times.

"The letter said that Che's temporary security team was attacked at the hotel. Although the letter downplayed the incident by saying 'due to adequate security measures, there were no casualties,'..."

Fugaku pointed to a line of small print on the letter, his brow furrowed:

"Look here—'The second floor of the hotel and the surrounding streets were severely damaged, having been subjected to a high-intensity ninjutsu bombardment. The attackers were Jonin and several Chunin from Kumogakure.'"

"Hidden Clouds..."

Minato tightened his grip on the water glass, his eyes instantly sharpening.

"The border raid I carried out on the A-rank mission before was also carried out by Kumogakure. It seems that they are looking for something, and not only on the border, but also infiltrated into the Land of Hot Springs."

"The streets were bombed, how can this be considered a minor conflict?"

Fugaku suddenly stood up and paced back and forth in his office, unable to suppress his anxiety.

"While Nishikawa Tetsuya is clever, his physical abilities are only those of an average Chunin. What if his arm guards run out of power when he encounters a brute from Kumogakure? What if his tricks don't work?"

"Senior, Che is very clever, and he also has..."

"What good is cleverness compared to absolute power..."

Fugaku interrupted Minato, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"No, I can't sit still any longer. If there's still no news of him by tomorrow, I'll have Yashiro take the First Division of the Police Department to the Land of Hot Springs under the pretext of a cross-border manhunt for a fugitive. Anyone who dares to stop me, I'll show them what the Uchiha are all about."

Minato quickly put down his cup, trying to dissuade the clan leader who was about to go berserk: "Senior, calm down! The Land of Hot Water is a neutral country. That would cause a diplomatic incident, and what about the Third Hokage..."

"I don't care what kind of accident it is. If my assistant is gone, who will help me review these seemingly endless documents?"

Fugaku pointed at the pile of documents on the table and roared out the most genuine roar in his heart.

Just as the atmosphere in the office reached its most tense point, Fugaku was even preparing to get his ninja tool bag.

"Squeak—"

The heavy oak door to the office was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

A long-lost scent, carrying a hint of weariness from the journey, wafted in.

Fugaku and Minato turned around at the same time, their bodies tense.

However, what appeared at the door was a figure that was all too familiar.

The boy was carrying a rather oversized travel bag, and his trench coat was covered in a little dust.

He stood at the doorway, looking at the two men inside who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. A slight smile appeared on his lips, a smile that both reassured and made one want to punch him.

"Yo, senior, Minato."

His voice was clear and melodious.

"I'm back."