A group of eight people set out from Konoha, jumping in the dense forest. The leader, Uchiha Madara, walked steadily and briskly, walking among the treetops as if it were flat ground.

After walking for dozens of miles, he turned his head to glance at Senju Tobirama, who was following him closely but with a slightly unsteady step, and frowned slightly.
In his impression, this white-haired guy was quite fast and had good endurance, so why did he become weak after running for a while?

“you are sick?”

“Well, I just happened to have a new project recently, and I stayed up all night for a few days. It’s no problem.”

When asked this question, Tobirama Senju froze for a moment. After his brain raced, he gave an impeccable answer.

“Don’t hold back.”

Looking at Senju Tobirama’s overly pale face suspiciously, Uchiha Madara temporarily suppressed his doubts, and after saying this coldly, he did not ask any further questions.

“Teacher, where is our destination?”

After the two people in front finished their conversation, Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was following behind Senju Tobirama, asked in a low voice,
After these words were spoken, the others, except Uchiha Jing, were also full of curiosity.

They all received a temporary notice last night, asking them to gather at the village entrance early this morning and follow Senju Tobirama to carry out a secret mission.

“Iron Country.”

“Is that the country where there are no ninjas?”

Senju Tobirama nodded. The reason why they decided to attend the meeting was also related to the choice of location for the meeting.

The Land of Iron is one of the very few neutral countries in the entire ninja world.

When the ninja profession was just emerging, the old-time combat group headed by the samurai of the Iron Kingdom signed a non-aggression treaty with the ninjas.
It is for this reason that the Iron Kingdom has been able to maintain a stable situation in the war-torn ninja world.

“They don’t have ninjas, but they have samurai.”

Mizuto Menen on the side pushed up his glasses to show his image as a top student, otherwise the glasses on his nose would be in vain.

“Samurai, that old-time dregs, hasn’t been eliminated yet?”

Danzo, who often goes out on missions, has a certain understanding of the profession of samurai. He has also personally killed many samurai who acted as bandits in the name of ronin.
“Hehe, a guy who doesn’t even know how to use chakra.”

“They are not our target on this trip. Don’t cause trouble when you go there.”

Looking at Danzo with a proud look on his face, Senju Tobirama shook his head slightly, then turned his gaze to the other disciples, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

In the past few years, he has actually been secretly observing the disciples he has carefully trained, hoping to select one or two talents who can be entrusted with important tasks.

But the result disappointed him. Although the F6 were the best among their peers, each of them had some shortcomings.
Hiruzen has good abilities, but is sometimes indecisive and easily swayed by his emotions.

Danzo has strong execution ability and is decisive in his actions, but he is too narrow-minded and likes to hold grudges.

Xiaochun and Yan lack self-confidence and have no opinions of their own, so they can only serve as supporting roles.

Qu Feng, a radical who is completely different from his honest appearance, is easily carried away.

Even Jing, who gave him the least trouble, had the problem of being too careless.

If we really have to choose among them, only Jing and Hiruzen can be of great use.

“Who among you is interested in becoming a guiding jonin?”

After complaining about the F6 behind him in his heart, Senju Tobirama suddenly remembered Tsunade who was about to graduate, so he decided to choose a teacher for her from among several disciples.

“Instructing the jonin?”

Several people looked at each other in bewilderment when they heard this. They already had their own jobs, so they were naturally reluctant to suddenly change their careers to take care of children.
“Is it a mission?”

Finally, after a brief silence, Hiruzen asked hesitantly. He was now a member of the Anbu affiliated with the Hokage Building.
If he continues to work hard, he should be able to climb to the position of captain within a few years. His future is limitless.

“Not a mission.”

“I’m sorry, teacher, I’m not suitable to teach.”

After hearing that it was not a mandatory task, Danzo was the first to raise his hand, but he did not accept it, but refused it.

In addition to being a ninja, he is also a father. He spends all his free time training Shinnosuke and has no time to take care of other children.

“Ah.”

Senju Tobirama didn’t say much, but he had already given Danzo an X in his heart.

“Teacher, the ninjutsu I am good at is too unconventional. I am really not the best choice to lead the team.”

“me too.”

Mitomon En and Utane Koharu also shook their heads and refused. Of course, the reasons they gave were barely acceptable.
Not everyone has the gift of time, space and medicine.

To lead and guide a jonin, one must not only be strong but also have a wealth of knowledge in ninjutsu. It is indeed difficult for a soldier who is only partial to one of the majors to do this job.

“Teacher, I think I can do it.”

Unexpectedly, the first person who agreed would show up so soon. However, looking at the silly-looking Akimichi Tofu, Senju Tobirama’s face twitched slightly.
He didn’t want the slim little Tsunade to become as plump and attractive as the Akimichi clan.

“Ahem, Qufeng, you have more important tasks to do, so don’t be distracted.”

Senju Tobirama shook his head. He had heard that Akimichi Tofu would soon inherit the position of clan leader and would definitely not have time to spare.

“Okay.”

When Qiu Daoqufeng heard this, he immediately showed a disappointed expression. Rather than serving as the boring clan leader, he would rather lead his men to charge into battle.

“Where are you two?”

Turning his gaze to the last two candidates, Senju Tobirama’s eyes were filled with questions.
“I do.”*2
Uchiha Kagami and Hiruzen looked at each other and raised their hands at the same time, but their thoughts were completely different.

Hiruzen, who was as meticulous as a hair, had already guessed from his teacher’s expressionless face that the other party was testing them, so he decided to take a gamble, and the stakes were his already promising future.

It’s simple, Sarutobi Hiruzen just wants to improve so much!

But Jingzai thinks it is much simpler.
Being a guiding jonin = taking off the job of secretary = no need to work overtime = the end of the career of a slave
Uchiha Jing really wants to work from nine to five!
“Oh? It’s settled then. I have already selected a few children. When you go back, you can select one and start serving as their guiding jonin.”

Looking at the two people who raised their hands, Senju Tobirama nodded with satisfaction. Hiruzen and Kagami’s knowledge level and technical ability are both top-notch among their peers. If Tsunade can learn from any one of them, she will not be too bad.

“What are you guys mumbling about?”

Uchiha Madara, who was walking in the front, was attracted by the heated discussion behind him, so he turned around curiously and asked,
“Hokage-sama, the teacher just asked us if we would like to be the guiding jonin.”

Jingzi replied truthfully,
“That kind of house-like ninja game, Jing, you won’t agree to it, right?”

“Forehead”

Uchiha Madara looked at the embarrassed Jingzi and said angrily,
“You idiot, why are you giving up your bright future to become a guiding jonin?”

“White Hair, it’s you who did this, right?”

After scolding Jingzi, Uchiha Madara pointed the finger at the culprit.
“You really took great pains to prevent the Uchiha from having another leader.”

“What did you say?”

Senju Tobirama looked puzzled. He was using this opportunity to recruit talents and make plans for the future of Konoha, but how come Uchiha Madara said it was a trick?
“Humph! You just want to keep Jing away from the higher-ups, so why does being in the same office with three Uchiha bother you so much?”

Uchiha Madara’s idea was very simple. You, Senju Tobirama, asked Kagami to be the guiding jonin, didn’t you just want to pull him down from the position of secretary? Everyone knows that the secretary of the Hokage and the branch secretary is the most likely to become the heir.

“That’s right. It’s really uncomfortable to see that Izunai guy hanging around in front of me.” Hearing this, Senju Tobirama nodded seriously, and then changed the subject.
“But Jing was brought up by me. Even if he becomes a jonin, he is still my secretary. This will not change.”

“what?”

At this moment, Uchiha Jing’s heart was about to collapse, and a look of visible sorrow instantly filled his face.

It turns out that not only did he not escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but he also had a second job.

I really work like a slave at work and drive for Didi after get off work.

“Are you serious?”

After looking up and down at Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Madara looked at his expression that didn’t seem fake, full of doubts.
“Kami is different from you Uchiha.”

Senju Tobirama curled his lips and glanced at the depressed Uchiha Kagami. His eyes passed over his curly hair inconspicuously, his eyes full of affirmation.

Only Curly-haired ones are good Uchiha.

Other hairstyles are all naturally evil old ghosts, especially Izuna’s.

After chatting about these irrelevant things, the group continued on their journey. As the scorching sun set, they decided to set up camp in the wild.

“Crack~”

Soon, with the help of the skillful F6s, the spacious tent and warm campfire were ready.

“Look, bringing a few people with you is the right choice, right?”

Senju Tobirama, who was enjoying the success, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows at Uchiha Madara, his eyes full of satisfaction.
“Humph!”

Although he looked disdainful, Uchiha Madara nodded repeatedly in his heart.
It feels good to be served.

“Hokage-sama, sensei, please drink some water.”

After setting up the camp, the F6 gathered around the two of them. Sarutobi Hiruzen showed them the water bottle he was carrying with both hands.

“Tsk!”

This action caused Danzo’s strong dissatisfaction. He was originally preparing to hand over his water bottle, but the monkey with quick eyes and hands got there first.

“no need.”

Uchiha Madara took a look and shook his head to refuse.

“Hokage-sama, this is brand new.”

Sarutobi Hiruzen thought that Uchiha Madara was disgusted by the fact that the kettle was his own, so he immediately explained,
“Don’t worry, I’m just not thirsty.”

Glancing at Sarutobi Hiruzen who was very good at handling things, Uchiha Madara shook his head and responded. He didn’t dislike the kettle.

When he was out on a mission, he never frowned, even when sucking moss to quench his thirst.
This is the character of the older generation of ninjas. They keep the three ninja commandments in mind and do not tolerate arrogance, extravagance or debauchery.

“teacher?”

“I don’t need it either.”

Senju Tobirama also shook his head and declined. In his current body, he didn’t need to eat, so there was no need to waste supplies.

“All right.”

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who had been treated coldly, took back the kettle he had prepared in advance with a wry smile.

“Hokage, you’ve been traveling for so long, you should drink something~”

At this time, Jing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, and while speaking, he began to grope in the backpack behind him.

“Thank you, but no? Where did you get this?”

Uchiha Madara was about to refuse when his eyes were attracted by the familiar object that Jingzi took out before he could finish his words. His eyes suddenly widened.
“This, I packed this this morning.”

He stuffed a cup of milk tea filled with pearls into the confused Uchiha Madara’s hands, then took out a cup of caramel macchiato and handed it to the equally confused Senju Tobirama.

“Everyone gets a portion, drink it while it’s hot~”

Knowing that they would be going on a mission early this morning, the attentive Uchiha Jing got up early and went to the store to order their favorite sweet drinks for everyone, and placed them on storage scrolls to keep the taste as fresh as possible.

“We have one too?”

Qiu Daoqufeng smelled the scent and came over, his eyes full of surprise. He didn’t expect that he could enjoy his favorite sweet water in the wild.

“I’ve already told you that everyone has a share.”

Uchiha Jing smiled and took out cup after cup of sweet water and distributed them to everyone.
“Mirror you.”

Holding the still warm bubble tea in his hand, Sarutobi Hiruzen bit his lip with a complicated expression. Looking at Uchiha Kagami who was surrounded by everyone, he felt mixed emotions.

Compared with the mirror, I am really too narrow-minded!

“Thank you, Jing.”

With a blushing face, she took the taro milk tea from Uchiha Kagami and said with a seductive look,

“Jing, I didn’t expect you still remember that I like this!”

Mitomon En at the side was very touched. As the person with the lowest presence in the group of six, he always thought that everyone only remembered a pair of glasses. He didn’t expect that the mirror actually remembered his preferences.
“We are partners~”

Seeing Mitomon Yan’s grateful expression, Uchiha Jing’s mouth twitched slightly.
It’s not common to find people who like to drink silk stocking milk tea.

“Hey, Danzo, why aren’t you drinking?”

Turning his head, he saw Danzo holding a brown unknown liquid with a tangled face, and Uchiha Jing urged curiously,

“You always said you only drink iced Americano, double strength at that.”

“Shh, so cool! This is the taste~”

Not expecting that his pretentiousness would be remembered, Danzo, who was very concerned about his reputation, had no choice but to bite the bullet and take a big sip of the iced American coffee, and made his comment while suppressing the bitterness in his mouth.

“Jing, what a good kid, strong and humble at the same time.”

After taking a sip of the sweet caramel macchiato, Senju Tobirama looked at Uchiha Kagami, who was getting along well with everyone, with an admiring look in his eyes.
“Jing is the child taught by my eldest cousin, how could he be bad?”

Uchiha Madara beside him had already swallowed half a cup of milk tea. Senju Tobirama’s praise made him look proud.

“If you were given a choice, among these people, who would you choose to be the Hokage and the Party Secretary?”

“Ok?”

Uchiha Madara, who was fighting the black pearl, frowned slightly when he heard this strange question.
“I mean if.”

“Let’s say if.”

Uchiha Madara stroked his chin, and with a scrutinizing look he glanced at the people not far away, and finally spoke slowly,

“Can Jing use his shadow clone to perform multiple tasks? This kid is quite capable.”

OK, Konoha’s official only designated ox and horse. (End of this chapter)