My Hokage can't be an undercover agent

On Arcadia Street in the City of Roses, there is a hotel called "Acorn".

Following the guidance of the guide with brass buttons on his uniform, Danzo stepped through the glass turnstile with an oak frame.

"Acorn", as a hotel hidden in a deep alley, is far more exquisite than Danzo imagined.

Brown-red wool carpets, overhead chandeliers that emit soft light, and the cool oak frames that can be seen everywhere in the hotel.

If the City of Roses is the only oasis in the hundreds of kilometers of surrounding desert, then compared with the city outside the door that is covered with sand from time to time, this dimly lit and cool "Acorn" Hotel is "An oasis within an oasis".

"welcome"

Just when Danzo was like a country bumpkin who had never been to the city, marveling at everything in the Acorn Hotel, the receptionist wearing a white shirt and black vest behind the front desk made such a declaration to Danzo.

The white lace sleeves, the flat throat, the black ponytail standing up on the back of the head and the purple ribbon tied at the base of the ponytail all revealed to Danzo the identity of the person in front of him.

"Hello, I'd like to check in."

Taking the cash handed over by Danzo, the elegant and delicate girl agreed, and also recorded Danzo's identity information.

“There are available rooms on the second, fourth, and fifth floors. I don’t know which floor you want to stay on.”

Upon hearing the receptionist's inquiry, Danzo pushed up his eyes on the bridge of his nose and spoke in a leisurely manner.

"This is my first time here. If possible, I hope you can make some recommendations for me."

After receiving Danzo's request for help, the girl surrounded by the oak table showed a sweet smile that was hard to describe.

"The rooms on the second floor are parallel to the entertainment room. If you want to have some fun after dinner, you might as well stay there."

"The third floor is the dining room. If you can't wait to enjoy delicious food, then living on the fourth floor would be a good choice."

"There is nothing special on the fifth floor, but you can take a stroll in the rooftop garden in your free afternoon. Many guests like to read quietly and take a nap there."

"That's it"

After listening to the reception lady's introduction, Danzo already had a general understanding of the structure of this five-story hotel.

The lobby on the first floor, the casino on the second floor, the dining room on the third floor, the guesthouses on the fourth and fifth floors, and the plant garden on the top floor.

Unexpectedly, there is such a world hidden in the deep alley.This time I really found a treasure.

"Then, please help me arrange a suite on the top floor."

The receptionist who heard the reply nodded slightly to Danzo. While going through the formalities, her quiet voice, like a clear spring, penetrated Danzo's ears again.

"Do you have other family members or friends who want to stay in the suite? It would be a bit wasteful to live alone."

Seeing the receptionist reminding him like this, Danzo became slightly interested.

"No more, it's just me, but"

"Normally speaking, no hotel receptionist will take the initiative to remind guests of this kind of thing. Renting out vacant rooms is a pursuit of every hotel, so why bother thinking about the people who rent the rooms?"

"Besides, if you meet a customer who is good at calculating, what you just said may arouse his resentment. After all, these words of thinking about others will sometimes make people think that you are worried about the actual financial situation of the visitor. Waiting for ambiguity, isn’t it?”

Danzo's words caused the beauty inside the oak counter to tilt her head playfully.

"I rarely meet guests like you."

"After all, many people prefer to view check-in as a process that must be gone through. And in this process, there is actually no difference between us and the revolving door at the door."

"It's hard for me to imagine that any passerby would remind a glass door to protect themselves."

"But you're not a glass door, are you?"

Facing a paper flower that had just been folded and handed over, the beautiful girl hurriedly covered her mouth where she accidentally laughed like a silver bell.

"Okay, it's a very innovative conversation. I even doubt that this isn't your first time here."

After handing over the paper flowers, Danzo smiled and his tone was gentle and full of expectation.

"It seems that my strike-up was successful. So, do I have the honor to invite this beautiful lady in front of me to have dinner with me?"

Glancing at the man with gold-rimmed glasses in front of her, the receptionist became a little wary.

"I'm sorry, sir. I think you misunderstood something."

"No no, that's not what I meant."

Seeing that the girl across from him had an indescribable dislike for his frivolous behavior, Danzo couldn't help but start to make amends.

"Actually, I am a novelist. The reason why I invited you is because"

"Ah, ah. Are you the kind of novelist who writes all his experiences of hunting for women in a book?"

Shuyali's wary words made Danzo feel a hint of resentment in his heart.

Really, the reputation of us novelists has been ruined by this guy Jiraiya.Well, that’s not right, little guy Jiraiya hasn’t written about making out in heaven yet.

Danzo, who failed to shirk the blame, pushed up his glasses again, and his words were slightly flattering.

"No, I just want to express my gratitude for the introduction and reminder you just gave me."

"Of course, it would be better if I could ask you to introduce some more about the customs and customs of the City of Roses in your free time."

The beautiful woman in white clothes and black vest handed Danzo the house number and pointed with one hand along the other side of the hall.

"There is a straight staircase going up to the fifth floor. If you want to feel the decoration of the Acorn Hotel, you can also go up from the spiral staircase next to the straight staircase."

"It seems to me that you don't have much luggage with you."

"All right"

Seeing that the pretty girl opposite him changed her address back to "you" as an honorific, there was unconcealable disappointment in Danzo's words.

However, just when Danzo was about to turn around and leave, the lovely person at the counter stopped him again.

"guest."

"Um"

"Dating is not allowed during working hours. I get off work at five o'clock. If it is convenient for you at six o'clock, you can pick me up in the room I reserved."

"Room number 402."

“You booked the room yourself, you are not”

Hearing Danzo's suspicious inquiry, the girl with a single ponytail showed a sly smile that she had never seen before.

"Like you, I'm just a guy experiencing life."

"and"

Holding up the paper flowers in her hand, the girl looked at Danzo and smiled.

"It's never a good idea to reject a friend who is kind to you."