With Nawaki the fool around, he had no chance of reading in peace.
"Oh, by the way, when I was getting my Jōnin credentials, the Hokage called me in for a chat."
"Is it about becoming a Jonin instructor?" Minato chimed in.
"The Hokage asked me about it too-if I had any interest in becoming an instructor."
Minato had passed the Jōnin exam six months earlier, and the Third Hokage suggested that he join the Anbu for further training.
But Minato had declined, and the Third Hokage didn't push him.
Instead, the Hokage proposed that Minato become a Jōnin instructor.
And now, Nawaki had been roped in as well.
"What do you think, Xin?"
Both of them turned to look at Xin, who was leaning against a tree with a toothpick in his mouth.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Xin spat out the toothpick.
"The Hokage suggesting you become instructors to guide new talents shows he has faith in both of you."
Yeah, right. Nice try.
Nawaki and Minato exchanged looks of skepticism.
Usagi Xin was the first of them to become a Jōnin instructor. Did they not know why he had taken up the position?
So please, go on. We'll just sit back and watch you spin this story.
"Alright, I can't keep pretending."
Xin burst out laughing.
After everything that had happened, both Nawaki and Minato didn't have much goodwill left for the higher-ups.
When the Third Hokage asked them to become Jōnin instructors, their first instinct was to refuse.
Because what came to mind wasn't being valued or promoted, but rather the fear of being targeted.
Clapping his hands, Xin laughed:
"What else could it be? Three Jōnin just hanging around, each one lazier than the next, not bothering to take or complete any missions. Do you think the Hokage can just sit back and let that happen?"
It had been over two years since the war ended, and during that time, Xin had rarely left the village, let alone gone on missions.
The Third Hokage's promise to Tsunade had finally come true-he hadn't interfered in Xin's affairs at all.
Even the Elder Council had been keeping their heads down.
As for Danzō, he had teamed up with Orochimaru for some unknown project, and it was clear nothing good would come of it.
Xin couldn't understand why Orochimaru insisted on working with Danzō.
Was the lure of immortality really that strong?
With no one bothering him, Xin had been living a leisurely life.
Not only that, Nawaki and Minato had grown just as lazy.
One was busy honing his skills, the other refining the Flying Thunder God Technique.
For a short while, it was fine. But after some time, the Third Hokage couldn't stand it anymore.
And so he suggested that Minato and Nawaki become Jōnin instructors, to train the next generation. This way, they'd leave the village and go on missions.
"After the war, the village lost a lot of top-tier strength. There's a backlog of A-rank and S- rank missions that no one's taking. In a situation like this, do you really think you can keep avoiding missions?"
"Now that you mention it, it has been a while since I went on a mission."
After hearing Xin's words, Minato felt a little embarrassed.
He recalled that the last time he went on a mission was two months ago.
If every Jōnin in the village were as lazy as they were, Konoha would be doomed.