Analysis Team.
Satoru went through the intelligence reports one by one.
And began to organise them.
Having served in the Analysis Team for so many years, he had also established his own intelligence network in the Ninja World.
Besides the convenient intelligence gathering methods due to his position in Konoha.
In fact, over the years, while training and researching, he had not neglected his intelligence-gathering abilities.
As a Ninja, besides the Village's internal intelligence network, one must also have their own intelligence network in the outside world.
This is something every Jonin does.
No matter if you build it with money or something else, you always have your own source of intelligence.
And Satoru, relying on his authority and his powerful Genjutsu ability, had also placed some pawns outside.
Although he was a father and a husband.
But when he was outside, he was also a Ninja.
Under capable circumstances, he didn't mind setting up some contingencies outside.
He didn't know when they might come in handy.
Perhaps they wouldn't even be needed when Naruto and Sasuke defeated Kaguya, but they might be useful when Ōtsutsuki descends later, and Isshiki revives.
At least he could transfer his descendants out.
After all, Konoha was the main battlefield.
As the saying goes, 'preparation ensures success, lack of preparation leads to failure,' and Satoru was no longer someone who only cared for himself.
Hopefully, he was overthinking things, and the plot wouldn't continue to be Boruto, but instead, true peace would arrive.
After all, Boruto was not yet finished, and his intelligence was not abundant.
"There's no harm in learning from those seniors in these aspects."
Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Chiyo, Ōnoki, and other old foxes, which one of them wasn't a Ninja with tentacles spread throughout the Ninja World?
In terms of breadth, perhaps even Black Zetsu didn't know as much as these old foxes.
These were all things worth learning from.
Leaving aside other things, he was already putting them to use now.
Information about Gato, some information about the Land of Hot Water, or intelligence from other countries.
He had his own sources of information for all of them.
The more intelligence he had, the better his mind worked.
For example, just now, he saw a piece of news in an intelligence report from a merchant caravan.
News that the Land of Lightning was suspected of developing Scientific Ninja Tools.
And it seemed they had already achieved results.
Of course, this was a deduction he made based on various pieces of information from the merchant caravan's spy reports.
But he didn't doubt his deduction.
The Land of Lightning's Ninja Tool science had always been at the forefront of the world.
For example, his weather meter for studying the weather.
They were all developed in the Land of Lightning.
"Scientific Ninja Tools, are they slowly starting to show their heads now?!"
Scientific Ninja Tools, in fact, did not only appear during the Boruto period, but had always existed.
It was just that they hadn't been developed for normal warfare yet.
And the technology was not particularly mature either.
However, Satoru had already felt that wind.
And this could greatly increase a Ninja's strength.
No matter what, he was paying attention to quite a lot of things.
After finishing today's work and submitting some important intelligence to the Hokage, today's work was considered complete.
...
Nameless mountain peak outside Konoha.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique."
Hiroshi formed a hand seal with one hand and spat out a huge fireball.
Startling the birds below into flight.
"This is great, I succeeded, I really am talented!"
He looked at the fireball, then at his hand, extremely excited.
"Wow, Grandpa is so amazing."
The two children next to him, who were practising concentration, heard Hiroshi's voice and praised him at the right time.
However, they were already complaining in their hearts that it wasn't as cool as Dad's Jutsu.
"Of course, I am your Grandpa, and I am here to set an example for you.
Satoru, how about it? I told you I had talent, look, I did it again."
Hiroshi looked at Satoru, a proud expression on his face.
He had already learned the one-handed hand seal for the Clone Technique.
Now that he had also learned the hand seal for the Great Fireball Technique, he was simply a genius.
And Satoru had dark circles under his eyes.
"Dad, who told you to practice the Great Fireball Technique? Do you know how much energy it costs me?"
He was very speechless, did he know how difficult it was for him to maintain this Jutsu?
Practising this kind of feint Ninjutsu, and you still want to fight?
"Tsk, I'm your Dad, just tell me if it's cool or not." Hiroshi pouted.
"Less nonsense, next, practice Pupil Setting Hand, you were once a perception-type Ninja,
It might be a little easier."
Satoru didn't want to argue with him anymore.
Arguing with women was tiring, and arguing with old men was pretty much the same.
"Understood, understood."
Hiroshi had been coveting this secret Jutsu for a long time.
Coincidentally, his talent was the same as his son's; both were perception-type Ninjas, which was perfect.
And the two children training nearby, hearing this, relaxed their minds, and the leaves on their foreheads fell off.
The truth was, once Grandpa learned it, they wouldn't have to work anymore.
Even if Dad wasn't around, they could enjoy an automated life.
That was really great.
"Concentrate, don't make me say it again." Satoru knew their thoughts and immediately pulled out his bamboo whip, threatening them.
"Understood."
In this regard, Tenyu and Maki were very serious.
They knew that only by learning well could they, like Dad, enjoy a life where food came to them and clothes were handed to them, simply by forming hand seals and performing Ninjutsu.
...
Konoha.
Above the Hokage Rock.
"Jiraiya-sama, why did you ask me to come over?
You're not trying to get my Genjutsu again, are you?" Satoru was speechless.
He had just brought his family home when he received an invitation from Jiraiya.
He thought they wouldn't have any more interactions.
After all, he wasn't familiar with Jiraiya.
"Cough, am I that kind of person?
I wanted to ask about your intelligence from the Hidden Rain Village,
And information about the Rinnegan's abilities, as well as your thoughts on that unknown Ninja who can use space Ninjutsu."
Jiraiya coughed dryly and spoke upon hearing this.
Was he that kind of person?
Who was spreading rumours about him?
"Eh, did the Third Hokage tell you? He even told me to keep my mouth shut,
Not to reveal it, really." Satoru teased.
"I want to fight you once to gauge that guy's strength."
Jiraiya was still concerned about the person suspected to be Nagato.
And Satoru was the only person who had fought him.
Incidentally, he also wanted to get to know Satoru, the young generation's strongest, just like Kakashi.
Before meeting with Satoru, he had already talked with Kakashi.
He understood Kakashi's strength, but he was no match for Satoru, so he was very interested.
"That's fine, a simple understanding will be enough; otherwise, it's too dangerous."
Since Jiraiya wanted to know, Satoru didn't mind.
Normally, he didn't want to fight, but as the head of the Analysis Team, he had to.
A senior needed some enemy intelligence, he couldn't just refuse, right?
And perhaps he could defeat Jiraiya in one move.
His Ninjutsu, to those who didn't understand it, was truly quite buggy.
Just like when he faced Orochimaru, except Orochimaru was prepared for all possibilities.