The Talent of Konoha

"okay!"

"Don't stand there, come in quickly! It's just that the meal is ready, let's eat some together!"

"Old man, don't just stand there stupidly, take out a jar of your treasured wine, and have a drink with Men Yan!"

Lake Biba stroked his bangs with his hands, and said to everyone.

"it is good!"

The others are very tacit and don't continue to discuss the unpleasant thing before.

……

When Minato returned to the office again, it was already a little after twelve o'clock.

Starting to work again, Minato eliminated the distracting thoughts in his mind and concentrated on it.

After an unknown amount of time, Mizumon raised his head again, and the position of his cervical spine was extremely numb.

After a few movements on the seat, he was ready to continue working again.

There are not many things to do today. If he finishes it earlier, he can leave work earlier.

If he has time, he can also personally pick up that bastard at home.

This kid has always been very dissatisfied with the fact that he has never picked him up. Every time he comes home from school, he has to stare at him for a long time with the eyes of an enemy.

Lu Jiu on the side was also concentrating on his work. He needed to review the documents that Minato had finished to make sure there was no trouble.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Looking in the direction of the door suspiciously, Minato put down the document in his hand.

"Please come in!"

At this time, there should be nothing wrong, who will come to find me?

And Anbu didn't have any adverse reactions, so the visitor didn't have any problems.

"Crench."

The wooden door was pushed open, and a thin black figure walked in.

Minato and Shikaku, who just raised their heads, narrowed their eyes at the same time, full of doubts in their hearts.

The person who came was none other than Hokage from the previous generation, Hiruzasarutobi who had retired at home.

"Master Three Generations, why are you here?"

Minato got up, left his leather seat, and walked over.

Lu Jiu also stood up and motioned to the old man who walked in.

"Minato, Shikaku!"

Ri Zhan greeted the two of them very formally.

"Sit down first, Third Generation!"

Minato walked to the sofa and motioned for Sandai to sit down. Let's talk slowly about what's going on. He seemed surprised by Sandai's sudden visit.

His eyes swept over the black ninja armor on Sandai's body, and Minato suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The dress of the third generation would only appear during the fighting period, but now, obviously not.

Then, the behavior of the third generation is very confusing.

After sitting down, Minato looked at Shikaku, and the latter understood, and began to pour tea while thinking.

"The old man came today, it's not a big deal."

"Only one request."

The voice of the third generation is calm and powerful, not at all like an old man in his 60s.

"Uh, tell me, three generations of adults!"

Minato nodded and continued to listen.

"I heard that Jiraiya is out on a mission..."

Ri Zhan paused for a moment, his face covered with age spots and many old age lines slowly became active.

Lu Jiu put the teacup on the coffee table in front of Sandai, then retreated behind Minato, listening attentively to his request.

Minato's face didn't change much, he has been sitting in Hokage's seat for so many years, he is no longer the rough-headed young man he used to be.

Keeping calm is a must-have for a village chief.

"So, if I want to join this mission, consider it my old man's last request!"

Hiruki let out a sigh, looking a little uncomfortable.

He is still here, and he still can't forget the fetters of decades, that kind of support that is bright and dark.

The last persistence may be that he did this in his own name this time.

"This matter is over, I will continue to go back to be my retiree, and I will never step here again."