Naruto's graceful style

In the next week, while Yuta studied the secret technique, he also paid attention to the news from the outside world.

The discussion about the election of the Fourth Hokage intensified. Yuta occasionally heard his parents discussing, such as who is so and so, who is suitable for Hokage, and so on. This shows how important the election of the new Hokage is to the people.

Yuta thought in a wicked way how the two elders would react if his name appeared on the candidate list, as well as Obito Kakashi and others. It was quite interesting to think about it.

On this day, all jounin and chunin were summoned to the conference room, including many people who held important positions in various departments.

Naturally, Yuuta was also among those summoned.

"I've called you here to discuss something important."

"I believe you all already know about the election of the new Hokage. The three candidates are here now. If you have any opinions, you can tell us."

The Sandaime sat at the leader's position and said seriously.

Next to him were several elders including Xiaochun who was transferred to the dormitory.

As candidates, Shimura Danzo, Orochimaru, and Namikaze Minato sat on the other side in turn.

Further down are various jounin and department personnel.

The chuunin all knelt down and sat around the conference room.

Yuuta sat near the front of the conference table. I don't know if they were arranged according to their relationship, but he was dragged over by Jiraiya as soon as he entered the conference room.

Listening to the third generation's words, he immediately understood its meaning, thinking that this was the final choice for the fourth generation Hokage.

However, looking at the expressions of other people present, they all seemed hesitant.

"Haha, everyone, please relax. It doesn't matter. Just say whatever comes to mind. After all, the election of the new Hokage is not a matter of one family. Everyone can express their own opinions and suggestions."

Seeing that no one spoke, the Sandaime continued, his face calm as usual.

Speaking of this, some people slowly started to speak.

However, the Sandaime just nodded from beginning to end, neither agreeing nor objecting to what others said.

Yuta lowered his head. For someone like him, who already knew the final result, the meeting in front of him was really meaningless. Even if others made wild claims, it was impossible to change the selection of the fourth generation. This could be seen from the reaction of the third generation. I saw some clues.

He sighed inwardly, secretly thinking that if he had this time, he might as well practice at home. He had made some breakthroughs recently, and it was time to study further, so he was called here.

Glancing at Jiraiya next to him again, Yuta's eyebrows suddenly raised, good guys, they were already asleep.

"You dare to sleep here"

Yuta admired his master's behavior from the bottom of his heart.

Glancing in the direction of the Sandaime again, from his angle, he could just see the corner of the former's mouth that was twitching while trying his best to control it. Apparently, he had discovered that Jiraiya was sleeping.

Yuta immediately looked away, looking at his nose and heart, as if he didn't know anything.

"I have understood everyone's thoughts. Your thoughts and suggestions are very important and we will consider them seriously."

"Now you can leave."

I don't know how long it took.

Yuta came to his senses and realized that the meeting was over. Looking at the people leaving one after another, he patted Jiraiya, who was still sleeping soundly next to him, to remind him that the meeting was over and he was leaving.

The latter looked sleepy and confused. He looked around, scratched his hair, and sighed, "Is it over? How come it's so fast?"

Regarding this scene, the Sandaime watched it, but did not get angry.

"Jiraiya-sensei, Yuuta."

As soon as the two people left the conference room and came to the rooftop outside, a shout suddenly came from behind.

Looking back, it was Minato Namikaze with dazzling blond hair. Next to him, there was a beautiful Uzumaki Kushina with a red ponytail.

"Yo, your candidate came out so quickly."

Jiraiya joked, and Namikaze Minato's face suddenly fell, and he smiled helplessly.

"Stop laughing at me, Jiraiya-sensei."

Namikaze Minato knew in his heart that as both Hokage candidates, his qualifications, identity and status were far inferior to the other two.

Although this ninja war made him famous, but so what

As a civilian ninja, he felt that it was good to be one of the candidates. In fact, he didn't have much confidence that he could be successfully selected, although he did have a little idea in his heart.

"Okay, don't think so much. After all, it's the yellow flash of Konoha. I, Jiraiya's disciple, show some confidence."

"I'm optimistic about you."

Jiraiya patted his shoulder and encouraged him.

Uzumaki Kushina nodded in admiration.

"Yes, Senior Brother Minato, I am also very optimistic about you. Maybe the next Hokage will really be you. Tsk tsk, I will be the Hokage's junior brother by then."

Yuta spoke up at the right time. As he spoke, he touched his chin and nodded, as if he was already imagining the future scene.

"Junior brother of Hokage, don't talk nonsense. As a senior brother, I feel a lot of pressure to have a junior brother like you."

is not that right

The god in the wind killed the third Mizukage. His junior brother's reputation was only as good as his yellow flash.

Uzumaki Kushina on the side heard this and nodded seriously. Her eyes almost touched Yuta's body, full of curiosity. It was obvious that she never expected that the young man in front of her had such a strong power in his body.

When other people passed by, they all threw their eyes at him.

Jiraiya laughed loudly, holding one person on each side with both arms, "Hahahaha, you two should stop being humble to each other. One is the God of the Wind, and the other is Yellow Flash. They are both very good. I am very satisfied as a teacher, very satisfied."

"What are you laughing at, Jiraiya."

At this time, a cold voice came from behind, and Orochimaru had already walked out of the conference room and walked towards here.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Yuta clearly felt that the air around him seemed to be affected by Orochimaru and became a bit cold.

This was not his imagination, the cold aura on Orochimaru's body was indeed heavier.

But Jiraiya didn't care, or maybe he felt it, but he didn't think deeply about it.

That's right. He has known his companion for more than ten years and is a candidate for the election of the new Hokage. No one can imagine that he might do something that is contrary to Konoha's treason.

"Ha ha."

The two briefly chatted for a few words, and Orochimaru took the lead to leave. However, before leaving, he glanced at Yuta with deep meaning, not knowing what he was thinking.

Inside the conference room.

At this time, all the people were gone, and only the third generation Sarutobi Hiruzen and several of his old friends were left.

Regarding the election of the Hokage, several people were constantly discussing, and the emotions were relatively intense, especially Shimura Danzo, who was blushing and did not give in at all. The two Hokage advisors were doing Tai Chi on the side.

Regarding the situation in the conference room, Yuta and others could naturally guess a little, but they didn't have the time to think about it. After gathering with Jiraiya and others for a while, Yuta left first, preparing to continue studying his secret techniques.

"Hey, my little disciple is good at everything, but he practices too hard."

Looking at Yuta's back as he walked away, Jiraiya crossed his arms and sighed.