Gojo Kaigetsu's chopsticks paused mid-air, a sigh escaping his lips.

Minato was, after all, one of the nicest guys in the shinobi world.

There was another objective he hadn't mentioned. "Adaptability" also contained a hidden agenda of his.

That was to weaken the Third Hokage's influence in Konoha and the wider shinobi world. Weakening Hiruzen Sarutobi's influence meant indirectly weakening the Konoha Elders, the "F4" group backing him, and increasing the prosperity of Konoha's political landscape.

This was entirely beneficial for Konoha.

While replacing him with Danzo could also achieve the goal of making the Four Great Nations' ninjas pursue "freedom of speech"... it wouldn't fulfill the other part of the plan.

Danzo was already known as the "Darkness of the Shinobi World." Weakening him further wouldn't change much!

He might even shift the blame onto the Mito clan...

Damn Danzo!

Gojo Kaigetsu cursed him again in his mind:

"Alright, fine. You're the Hokage, Minato."

"I apologize, Kaigetsu-kun. I'll discuss this with the Third Hokage tomorrow and give you an answer." Minato said apologetically. "Let me cover the cost of this ramen."

He quickly finished the remaining ramen in his bowl.

Minato got up and walked towards Teuchi, the ramen shop owner.

"Boss, how much is it?"

"Oh, it's the Fourth Hokage-sama!" Teuchi, who was busy in the kitchen, greeted Minato with a cheerful smile. "Two bowls of ramen, a total of 120 ryō. Rounding it down, 100 ryō will be fine."

Minato nodded.

A bowl of ramen filled with toppings for only 60 ryō was truly a blessing in the shinobi world.

He was about to pay when Gojo Kaigetsu suddenly stepped forward, not to pay, of course.

"Say, Teuchi-san, if the meal cost 140 ryō, would you still round it down for the Fourth Hokage-sama?"

Teuchi was taken aback by the unexpected question.

However, he still waved his hand generously. "Of course! It's the Fourth Hokage-sama, after all!"

"Good."

Satisfied with the answer, Gojo Kaigetsu casually grabbed a bottle of iced soda priced at 20 ryō from the counter:

"Then add a bottle of soda, please. 100 ryō, Minato, pay up!"

Teuchi: "?!"

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~Nightfall~

"Thank you for your hard work, President Gojo."

"Thank you…"

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Samui responded numbly to the High Academy Publishing House employees.

Their gazes were filled with awe and respect. Although there hadn't been any official announcement, everyone privately acknowledged… Gojo Ai was Gojo Kaigetsu's woman!

Therefore, no one dared to offend her.

Samui rubbed her stiff shoulders, her steps heavy as she walked towards her small apartment.

She felt a tightness in her chest, a pent-up frustration weighing on her heart.

Her breasts felt sore, swollen, and heavy.

She had been undercover in Konoha for almost a month.

However, aside from the significant intel Gojo Kaigetsu revealed on the first day, she hadn't obtained any further valuable information.

The Uchiha's rebellious declaration, "Soldier Pills," had been printed long ago, but Gojo Kaigetsu hadn't made any further moves, seemingly waiting for the right opportunity.

These signs made her wonder if she had been exposed.

Samui's mental state was delicate. Every day, she endured her "superior's" sexual harassment and the demanding workload.

She had been promoted to President of the publishing house by Gojo Kaigetsu, becoming the public face of the operation. If the publishing house's activities were ever exposed, she, Samui, would be the one held accountable.

"Just… where did I go wrong?"

Samui murmured, subconsciously glancing down at her impressive cleavage.

Judging by Gojo Kaigetsu's usual behavior towards her, this was his favorite part of her.

Could it be that her conservative nature had created this subtle distance, preventing her from truly getting close to Gojo Kaigetsu?

"Unwilling to sacrifice my assets, unable to gather intel…" Samui bit her lip and sighed deeply. "I wonder how the Raikage-sama's contact with the Uchiha is progressing."

Just a few days ago, her partner, Mabui, had sent a message saying that the Raikage was dissatisfied with her lack of progress and had reprimanded her for her incompetence.

The Raikage's criticism, Gojo Kaigetsu's aloofness, and the constant mental pressure of being alone in enemy territory… a profound loneliness enveloped Samui. In Konoha, she felt abandoned by the world.

However, today seemed slightly different from the usual routine-

Why was Gojo Kaigetsu here?

Samui stopped in her tracks, noticing Gojo Kaigetsu standing under a nearby streetlamp, waving at her.

She quickly adjusted her demeanor, forcing a sweet smile onto her face as she bounced towards him, her ample chest swaying.

"Kaigetsu-kun, what brings you here to pick me up from work~" A hint of determination flashed in Samui's eyes. She had decided to make a change.

She took the unprecedented step of wrapping her arms around Gojo Kaigetsu's, burying them slightly in her ample bosom.

Jelly? Buns? Peaches?

Gojo Kaigetsu was surprised by the unexpected sensation.

He quickly recovered, casting a knowing glance at the kunoichi beside him.

'Samui~ You finally couldn't resist, huh~'

During the past few nights, Mabui had relayed numerous instructions from the Raikage to Samui.

However, Gojo Kaigetsu wasn't satisfied with the content.

They were mostly uninspired urgings. With his intervention, the Raikage's instructions had transformed into things like-

[Young kunoichi should endure hardship.] [Outside the village, you're nothing.] [Work hard, and upon your return, the next ANBU Captain position will be yours.] [The village ninjas are all training, how can you slack off?]…

Typical workplace PUA (Pick-Up Artist) tactics...

He didn't know the extent of the psychological trauma inflicted upon Samui, but he noticed the subtle sadness in her eyes during the day, a stark contrast to her initial brightness when she first arrived in Konoha..

'Honestly, Raikage A should properly educate the kunoichi in his village. They have no professional ethics…'

'Even after infiltrating another village, she's still so conservative. It took her almost a month to take this step.'

'Hehe~'

Gojo Kaigetsu didn't consider himself a good person in the traditional sense. Moreover, in the shinobi world, good people rarely survived long.

He held a consistent attitude towards these female spies from other villages-

Don't waste them.

Gojo Kaigetsu guiltlessly enjoyed the benefits Samui offered.

Forced relationships weren't appealing; he preferred bad kunoichi to take the initiative themselves.

A mischievous glint flickered in his eyes beneath his blindfold. Gojo Kaigetsu coughed lightly, feigning distress, hesitation, and worry.

"Sigh, Ai, the situation has… worsened recently."

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To Be Continued...

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