She wasn't blinded by the flashy outside world and determined to abandon her responsibilities at Iwa.
Rather, she realized that if she wanted to leave, she had to do it while the old man was still healthy.
If the Tsuchikage position fell into her hands, she wouldn't be able to leave anymore.
She had to take advantage of being young now. Otherwise, once she took that seat, she'd be just like her grandfather, spending every day in the office dealing with endless paperwork and slowly growing old.
"Kurotsuchi!"
A deep voice sounded behind her. She turned and asked puzzled, "Dad, what is it?"
"Your grandfather wants to see you."
Kitsuchi said with a serious expression, "What does Grandpa want? Is he going to retire and give the Tsuchikage seat to ?"
Kurotsuchi half-joked.
Kitsuchi's mouth twitched, then he tapped her on the head, "Even if your grandfather wanted to retire now, it still wouldn't be your turn to be Tsuchikage as a chunin."
"Hurry up and go. You'll know what it's about when you get there. I've got other things to do."
With that he left without giving her a chance to reply.
Kurotsuchi snorted, jumped down from the rock, and ran toward the Tsuchikage office building.
"Grandpa, what do you want with ?"
Kurotsuchi pushed open the door and entered the Tsuchikage's office.
Onoki glanced at her, put down the docunts in his hand, and said directly, "Kurotsuchi, there's a mission, you need to go to Konoha."
"Ah?"
———
Information from the other villages arrived by letter; only Kirigakure's intel ca in person from Aoba.
i Terumi, who was handling affairs, raised an eyebrow when Aoba suddenly appeared before her again.
She rembered seeing him the last ti she woke up, leaning on the wall.
"Has that masked man been dealt with?", i stopped her work.
"Yes, that guy is dead."
Aoba nodded, then, looking at the pile of paperwork on the desk, walked behind i and started rubbing her shoulders.
"So you ca just to tell that?"
i leaned back and enjoyed Aoba's shoulder massage, a look of pleasure on her face.
"Of course not. We got a lot of important information from that guy. So of it concerns Kirigakure, so I ca to tell you."
Aoba lowered his head; his eyes couldn't help being drawn to the sight of the deep hollow between her shoulders.
Watching his hands move the shoulders, the shoulders rise and fall like waves, it was a beautiful sight.
It was one of the perks he used to get when kneading Tsunade's shoulders.
Although i didn't match Tsunade, it was still spectacular.
"What are you doing now?", i teased, looking up at Aoba, locking eyes with his mischievous gaze.
Aoba wasn't embarrassed, they were practically an old married couple.
"I saw you working so hard and ca to help ease so of the fatigue."
"Is that so?", i smiled seductively.
The next mont the world spun for Aoba, he found himself sitting in the seat i had been in, and i had taken the seat on his lap.
"More than shoulders, I prefer you help press other places."
i lazily leaned against him and tilted her head with a flirtatious look.
Aoba's mouth twitched, "i-neesan, let's finish the serious stuff first."
"No problem, we can talk while we—"
"..."
"Don't you want to get revenge for last ti?", i provoked.
"I rember you were the one who lost consciousness last ti."
"But you did lean on the wall, didn't you?"
"..."
Aoba was speechless; he had just steadied her on the wall and they'd rembered it for so long.
"i-neesan, don't plead for rcy later."
"Is that so?"
i narrowed her eyes, licked the corner of her mouth, and, she'd fully recovered these days and returned to her peak. She stood up.
"Looks like you can't wait either."
Of course, if he could restrain himself, he wouldn't be a normal man. Aoba cursed inwardly.
i adjusted her posture, placed her palms on the desk for balance, then sat back down.
"i-neesan, do you always like doing this in the office?"
Aoba hadn't expected her to be so decisive and to jump straight to the point.
Wasn't this making it seem like every ti he ca by, it was for this?
He did have sothing important this ti.
"Don't you like it?"
i shot him a glance, her body pressing urgently against his.
"I do..."
Aoba answered honestly. To prove it, he nearly tried to flip the heavy desk over.
In the end, i felt like she was flying.
But because of last ti's office incident, i had replaced the office furniture with heavier, sturdier pieces.
So the heavy desk shook violently but held out to the end.
———
"I didn't expect that masked man's case would be tied to so many things."
i panted as she continued to sit on Aoba, smoothing her clothes; then her expression turned angry.
"So this ans Kirigakure's trouble wasn't entirely a fluke?"
"I always said, how could Kankuro possibly co up with the idiotic plan of sealing tailed beasts into enemy village shinobi? Turns out he was under Uchiha Madara's control."
"Seriously, that damned Uchiha Madara, why did he pick on our Kirigakure?"
At the end i slamd her fist on the desk.
"That's because you asked for it, who told you to attack Konoha at that ti?", Aoba teased.
"What did you say? I can't hear you," i narrowed her eyes and grabbed Aoba's soft ribs.
"Ooff! I said that Uchiha Madara truly is damned."
Aoba quickly backtracked.
He wondered why all these older sisters liked threatening people like this.
"Good boy."
i soothed him a bit and her tone turned concerned again.
"If that Uchiha Madara really revives, do you have any way to deal with him?"
Aoba pretended to think, then said earnestly, "It'd be fifty-fifty, but if it's for you i-neesan and the others, I'll definitely win."
"Smooth talker… but you really don't seem worried at all."
i's hands paused.
At this point, soothing with just touch wouldn't be enough.
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