Arc V Chapter 3
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<strong><b>Arc V Chapter 3
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“...”Shikaku gazed at Asamifrom across his desk. Eventually, though, he relented, giving up his resistance.A heavy sigh escaped Konoha’s undisputed tactical and strategic adviser.“You know, Asami, I have rarely been bested like this before throughout all my career, but you did it. You win, Asami. You have got a point. We are going with your n. Are you satisfied now?”
Asami grinned. Victory was hers. “I am, Shikaku-kun, I am. We will work out the details in theing weeks. After all, this was just the rough draft.” When she said we, she meant him and Fumihiko. Her assistantcked experience. Entrusting Fumihiko with all the administrative work would help him to polish his skills. He needed practice, and she wanted to reduce her workload.
Shikaku emrely waved off. “That''s fine. I seriously need a drink after this meeting anyway, a strong one if possible. A seasoned bottle of Sake, probably.”
Asami sheathed her sword, ignoring his drinking habit. “Fumihiko, if you would be so kind, please unroll the next map.”
Her words freed Fumihiko from his stupor. “Which map?”
“The world map, please.” Asami smiled. It was time for the next stage of her little performance. The Hokage tasked her with defending Konoha, but she had a broad definition of the term ‘defence’. Where did duty start? Where did duty end? Questions over questions.
Fumihiko unrolledthe map. The Land of Fire,the Land of Wind, the Land of Water, the Land of Lightning, the Land ofEarthappeared on the ground. They surrounded by minor countries.Kusagakure, Takigakure, Yugakure, Yukigakure Amegakure, they were viges condemned to perpetual insignificance, forevermarites of foreign influence. The stage was set, the curtain lifted.
Shikaku leaned forwards, confusion written all over his face.“A world map? Why do we need a world map, Asami?Isn''tthe meeting already over? Because I need to go somewhere...”
Her re stopped Shikaku dead in his tracks, cancellinghis trip to the nearestbar.Her petrifying stare pinned him down.“You, my friend, you go nowhere unless I say so, understood?”
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“...” Shikaku gulped. Asami reminded him of his wife, Yoshino. Only shorter, and less fearsome, but simrly dominant. Hopefully, Shikamaru wouldn''t find out how he got whipped by a little girl. “Well, I guess I can spare some time for you, Yoshi ... Asami. What do you want to show me?”
Asami beamed. “Nothing in particr. Let''sjusthavea nice chat about Konoha''s future, Shikaku.”
“A nice chat, what?” Shikaku raised a suspicious eyebrow.
Asami smiled. “Yes, just a nice little chat with you, Konoha’s strategic genius, Konoha''s brilliant tactician, …”
“You know, ttery won''t get you far.” Shikaku folded his hands. His time was limited, and so was his patience. “So what do you want, Asami?”
Asami shed a predatory grin. “You, Shikaku, have what Ick, you possess direct ess to the vige coud your words carries weight. Thus, I ask you to inform the council abouta variety ofworrying circumstances, circumstances that cannot be ignored anylonger.”
“And that would be?Tell me, what''s so important that I shouldreportitdirectly to council?” Shikaku lent her an ea, listening. She talked sense before, so why not again? It was worth a shot. The only thing that annoyed him that was hepletely unable to read her. He couldn''t read her at all. Certain people were hard nuts to crack, difficult to read, but Asami was in apletely different league.Normally, it was hewhowas holdingthe cards, but notthis time. Asami eluded him.World map? Vige council? Cicusmtance?What was she trying to get at?
Asami motioned at the map. “What do you see, Shikaku?”
“I see amap.” Shikaku yawned, not much interested in her little games.
Asami nodded. “Indeed, itisa map. In short, nothing special. But everything in life isa matter of perspective. The map might be the same, but we don''t see things differently. So, I ask you again, what do you see, Shikaku?Because there is danger looming on the horizon.”The girlrepeated her innocent question.
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