Maybe I should just find a chance to kill this guy.
Sasori turned his head slightly, a deep sense of malice rising in his heart.
"You really are, you'll believe what I say no matter how many times,"
Hatake Satoru raised his eyebrows, showing a playful smile.
His arm was propped on the armrest of the chair, casually supporting his cheek, while a magazine he had been reading was spread out on his lap.
He did know why Sasori had come to him, but to be honest, he didn't like busy work.
If he had the chance to slack off, he would, and Sasori was asking him about puppets a little too often.
Plus, the stuff about human experiments on the other side was almost ready, and now he just needed to wait for news from the other person.
Hatake Satoru used Hozuki Mangetsu's return as an excuse to start slacking off like crazy.
"Just kidding~ As long as you have this little kid's face, no matter what you say or do, you'll be seen as a cute child."
"But you fall for it every time~ You're not much different from a little kid yourself."
Anyone can say that, but I don't want to hear it from you.
Making this little kid body is definitely your personal bad taste, damn it.
Sasori turned his head silently to look at the things placed next to Hatake Satoru.
After Hozuki Mangetsu returned this time, he brought back a lot of rare things.
Magazines published by regular people, and even a small electronic device.
Although the flashing patterns on it didn't seem very interesting, Hatake Satoru was curious for a while and would occasionally take it out and play with it.
These things are interesting, but they don't mean anything.
They're not weapons or useful books. To most people, these things are more like things to kill time with.
Hozuki Mangetsu and Yamato and those other young people are okay, but Sasori's ability to accept these things is limited.
In the end, it's annoying that Hatake Satoru is letting such boring things affect his guidance on puppetry!
"The experiment stuff should be handled in this period of time, right? You won't be able to slack off for much longer,"
Sasori muttered, clicking his tongue.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm confident about the organization's matters."
"But since you have such a little kid's face, it wouldn't hurt to accept some young people's stuff, you know~"
Hatake Satoru said with a slightly sly smile.
"I don't have that much free time,"
Sasori muttered with some distaste.
Hatake Satoru shrugged his shoulders with some regret, oh well, these things can't be forced.
But these so-called new things, it's more like Hatake Satoru had seen a lot of them before.
But seeing these things in the ninja world just feels kind of strange.
Magazines and books have always existed.
Like books such as Make-Out Paradise, but magazines, these are different from the kind of things you just buy and keep in your pocket.
These things have issues, and both the authors and readers have a fixed group.
Hatake Satoru lowered his head and looked at a small stack of books piled next to the chair, that's right, they were magazines.
Ninjas are always in dangerous missions where they could either live through today or die tomorrow.
There are also important missions that may require long periods of time away, and in this situation, it doesn't seem like magazines would sell well.
If you don't know if you're going to live to see tomorrow, who cares about something you need to keep up with every issue?
Starting with the distribution of magazines in Kirigakure, they're not just developing military power and other things, but are also trying hard to develop cultural industries.
Hatake Satoru's original idea for them was a tourist country, but it seems like it's not just a tourist country now.
In terms of various technologies, Kirigakure now seems to be in fast forward mode.
When Hozuki Mangetsu was in charge, he had already done a lot of fancy things, and the finances and national strength had been raised to a normal level at that time.
Terumi Mei, as a woman, put even more emphasis on these areas.
Of course, according to Hozuki Mangetsu, although everyone seems peaceful, the fighting strength has not decreased.
Some confidential matters are still not negotiable.
Developing tourism will inevitably lead to the development of cultural industries. This direction isn't wrong, but it's moving a little too fast.
"Teacher - oh? You're all here?"
Just as Hatake Satoru was deep in thought, the door to the room was pulled open with a "whoosh" sound.
Hozuki Mangetsu's face appeared from behind the door ....
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Hatake Satoru tilted his head curiously to look at Hozuki Mangetsu.
Hozuki Mangetsu was still the same, bursting in after knocking, but Hatake Satoru was too lazy to lecture him.
After all, it's not like he's doing anything he shouldn't be doing here.
Hozuki Mangetsu looked at Sasori and swallowed.
He had been lectured by Sasori before, because he had brought things that made him obsessed with play to Hatake Satoru.
That guy was just reading magazines and playing with that little toy all day.
But this time I'm talking about serious business, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?
Hozuki Mangetsu took a deep breath and said to the two of them.
"Gaara said that future things don't need to be approved by them anymore, but there can't be any unreasonable deaths in the village."
"It's not from the higher-ups, but my request as the Kazekage."
Hatake Satoru had previously reported the request to conduct human experiments. Although no one in the higher-ups wanted to agree to this kind of thing, they had lost the desire to confront Hatake Satoru head-on.
So they could only negotiate with Gaara, and even brought up Orochimaru, who had been dead for a long time.
Konoha, that's Konoha, just because of Orochimaru, everything had to be brought up and talked about.
Although Gaara didn't think Hatake Satoru was really the kind of person who would do human experiments, he could only issue orders to restrict him like this.
Hozuki Mangetsu came to pass on a message, and just happened to see Sasori here.
"Oh, that way we can save a lot of unnecessary things."
"There won't be any unexplained deaths, I'm not the kind of person who does human experiments."
But this kind of worry is still within a reasonable range. If Gaara agreed to his request unconditionally, Hatake Satoru might think that kid was a little too irresponsible.
"Knock knock..."
Before Hozuki Mangetsu could respond, the sound of birds pecking at the window suddenly came from outside the window.
The three of them couldn't help turning their heads to look at the window.
"Huh? Why would Mochizuki's crows be here at this time..."
Hozuki Mangetsu blinked his eyes blankly. When he left Kirigakure, he should have made sure there were no problems.
"That's not his,"
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