Long Live The Hokage

d made this joke.”

“How? Who sent you this letter?” Sara paused, “I did feel a little uncomfortable two days ago.
But Nagato specially called for medical treatment.
They found nothing.
It’s all right now.”

Masahiko blinked: “So you were sick? So it wasn’t a prank….”

Masahiko looked at Sara carefully, checking if she was really all right now.

“It’s really okay, father.” Sara smiled, “Who sent you this letter? They made a big fuss out of nothing.”

Masahiko scratched his head and smiled, “It’s anonymous.
I don’t know who cares about you so much.
But he did the right thing by informing me.
If you’re sick, you should contact me immediately.
Also, you should start taking care of yourself.
A vacation won’t kill you.”

“I had a break, father.”

“It’s not enough.
When we were in Konoha, I fought for you so you can rest on the weekend.
Now that you opened your own store, you work every single day of the month….”

Sara smiled bitterly, then shook her head, “I will pay more attention to my health, father.”

Sara agreed to Masahiko’s proposal, but as soon as a customer entered the restaurant, she immediately smiled at him and went to the kitchen.

Masahiko shook his head helplessly.
His daughter really loved making Ramen.

“Ichiraku Ramen is really amazing.”

Masahiko could only feel a bit emotional, read the letter again, then shook his head, and went straight to Nagato.

Although this letter isn’t a prank, Masahiko felt like he must find the sender.

“How dare he care about my Sara so much!”

…..

Half an hour later, in the hall of the patriarch, Masahiko held the piece of information in his hand, giving to him by Nagato, and muttered, “There are so many clansmen who have this bird as their summon?”

Nagato nodded, “Yo! Sensei, do you have anything you want them to send?”

“Sara was ill before.
Someone sent me a letter using that bird.
An anonymous sender.
Didn’t you order to send it?”

Nagato was taken aback for a moment, “A letter? But Sara has just caught a cold.
I ordered a Shinobi to dispense some medicine for her.
She should be all right now….”

“Sure enough, so it wasn’t you? Who else knew about this? Also, next time Sara gets sick, remember to contact me.” Masahiko looked up.

“Yo…” Nagato pondered for a moment, “There are also two Chunin who are responsible for protecting Sara.
It might be one of them.”

“Then how did they know that I was in Sunagakure?”

Nagato was startled, “Did you go to Sunagakure?”

Masahiko’s expression suddenly changed.
Nagato didn’t even know that he was in Sunagakure, which means that the Uzumaki clan didn’t receive any information about him, but the sender knew that Sara was ill, and at the same time, knew that he was in Sunagakure…

“Is it that bastard? Is he using Sara to threaten me?” Masahiko squinted his eyes and then shook his head, “No, if it were really him, he would have used such a card in a better situation.
Like for swapping her life for the Nibi… then who the hell is it?”

“Now that I think about it, it means that more people now know that she’s my daughter.
Two Chunin isn’t enough.
The people that I offended in my life are uncountable.”

“Yeah! Sensei, do you need me to do anything else?”

Masahiko shook his head, “No need… huh?”

Suddenly he felt a strange feeling coming from his body.
His Chakra seemed to echo something: “This is… my Sage Mode? I didn’t expect that I would feel it when people used my Sage Mode.
Is it Kushina or Konan?”