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In the Kazekage's office, a mountain of ANBU files sat on the oak table, piled up like trash upon trash.
Daigo observed the reports, his face expressionless, while his fingers drummed rhythmically against the desk. Beside him, Rasa, who now held authority as the ANBU Commander, reviewed a file with an expression of growing irritation.
"It's worse than I thought," Rasa said, letting the scroll fall onto the table with a dull thud. "The quality of the current operatives is... mediocre, to be generous. They rely on tactics from two decades ago. Back when Suna was a village that hadn't won anything. But now, with the reforms you've implemented, this is a liability. Many of them wouldn't last a week infiltrated in an enemy village without being detected."
Daigo nodded slowly, without taking his eyes off another scroll he was reading. "The ANBU seems more like a mere title than an organization that watches over the village from the shadows."
Rasa crossed his arms, his gaze becoming more serious. "We will start with a purge. There is no other way. Those who do not meet the standard will be demoted to border patrols or simple logistics. The new recruits will undergo a training program. If they want to wear the mask, they must learn to be invisible, detect infiltrators, and protect information."
"Exactly," Daigo responded, turning to look at Rasa. "Information is our strongest defense. If someone moves a finger on Suna's borders, we must know before the rest of the world finds out. You have carte blanche to redesign their training. Make them brutal, but efficient. I don't want warriors seeking glory on the battlefield; I want shadows who ensure that by the time we reach a conflict, the enemy has already lost without knowing why. Rasa, I leave the village's shadows to you."
Rasa lowered his head in a sign of respect, a silent promise that was worth more than any formal oath.
An hour later, the energy in the office shifted. Rasa had retired to begin the preparations for the purge, and in his place, Gin had arrived known to everyone simply as "The Third." He was a middle-aged man, with slightly graying hair and round glasses that he always adjusted when he was nervous.
He possessed no chakra for combat; in fact, an academy student could disarm him in seconds. However, his mind was a weapon sharper than any kunai in the ninja world. Gin was the civil administrator, the man who kept the village's gears turning while the ninjas focused on war.
"Everything is ready, Daigo," Gin said, spreading a massive scroll across the table, filled with charts, financial projections, and construction schedules. "The plans for the library are approved. The excavation for the foundations of the new underground aqueduct system begins in two days. The academy already has the new curricular structure ready for the next semester. Everything is set so the machinery keeps running without your direct supervision."
Daigo took the scroll, feeling the physical and symbolic weight of the responsibility he was placing in this man's hands. "I trust you with this job, Gin. Suna's construction does not stop because I am gone. Money is the nervous system; without it, the village falls into a tailspin just like in the past."
"It is a heavy burden, Kazekage," Gin admitted with a sincerity that bordered on fear. "Supervising all of this without your presence... the council elders are difficult, and foreign merchants are always trying to negotiate low prices for our resources."
Daigo walked toward him and placed a hand on his shoulder, transmitting an unshakeable calm. "That is why I will leave you a scroll containing the steps you need to follow. If something arises that isn't in there, consult with Rasa or Karinna. They have my directives. You keep order, keep the numbers in the green, and ensure that progress does not stop. Don't try to be a political leader that's what the elders are for; be the administrator Suna needs. If you make this village prosper while I am away, you will be the architect of our victory. When I return, if the water flows and the libraries are full, I will know you have fulfilled your mission."
Gin nodded, wiping sweat from his forehead. For a moment, his nervousness vanished, replaced by a flash of determination.
Sunset fell over Sunagakure, transforming the sand into a sea of gold and elongated shadows. Daigo summoned the members of the Council of Elders to the main meeting room, a circular chamber where decisions of centuries had been made.
The atmosphere was thick with tension; the elders, some bearing scars from the wars that forged the village, did not fully understand why the Kage the one who gave them hope was about to leave his post for two years.
"You are leaving? At such a critical moment when we are just beginning to rebuild?" questioned one of the councilors, an older man leaning on a cane of petrified wood. "The village needs you here, in everyone's sight. Your presence is our shield and our hope, Kazekage-sama."
"The village needs a stronger leader," Daigo responded, his voice resonating throughout the room with total gravity. "I am going to a training that will surpass my current limits. But I am not leaving you helpless."
He pointed to the scroll with his finger. "This is a Reverse Summons contract. It is a technique of my summoning. In the event that something of total importance happens, do not hesitate to use chakra to bring me back."
"Furthermore, you do not have to make it public that I have gone for training. Keep it as a secret so our enemies will not act. I have also left the construction plans with Gin; he will be in charge of all that, so help him."
Silence took over the room, an absolute silence broken only by the hiss of the wind outside. The message was clear: Daigo was not fleeing; he was investing in his own strength to secure the future of the village. The respect in the elders' eyes replaced their doubt.
They understood that his absence was not a lack of commitment, but a necessary risk investment. They nodded, accepting the plan with a solemnity that bordered on the sacred.
Night arrived, bringing a welcome coolness to the desert. Daigo walked through the streets until he reached the house of his parents, Ilsa and Haru.
Upon entering, the aroma of spiced stew and the heat of a small fireplace greeted him. Haru was sitting at the table reading what appeared to be a scroll, and his mother was finishing serving dinner.
The atmosphere was one of normality, but the travel bag leaning by the door screamed the truth.
"You're late, Daigo," Ilsa said with a smile, though her eyes showed a spark of sadness she couldn't entirely hide. She knew her son better than anyone; she knew the look of someone who was about to go away again for a long time.
They sat together. It was a simple dinner. They talked about trivial things, about Haru's plans for the new house he was going to buy. But gradually, the conversation drifted toward the inevitable. The air became thick.
"I leave at dawn," Daigo said finally, breaking the silence after a bite. "Two years. It's the time necessary."
Haru just continued eating while nodding; he knew that Daigo's hunger to be strong wouldn't stop just because he was the Kazekage.
"Daigo, you are already the Kazekage. Do you really need to go and train again?" Ilsa asked.
"Precisely because I am the Kage, I must be the strongest pillar. If the leader stagnates, the village stagnates. Mom, I know you worry, but I'll be fine. My summons will look after me, so there is nothing to worry about."
Ilsa approached and hugged him, a firm embrace that seemed to want to hold him back in time, as if she could anchor him to the earth with her affection.
"Alright. Take care of yourself, son. Don't try to be an unnecessary hero. You don't have to carry the world alone. Just come home. That's all I ask."
"I will, mother. I always come back. I always return to Suna."
"I say the same, take care. And when you get back, I want to test your Taijutsu you can't just abandon it," Haru said.
That night, Daigo did not sleep. He stayed staring at the ceiling, reviewing every detail of the plans, every contingency, every possibility of error. The burden of the village did not feel like a weight, but a purpose.
The following dawn was silent, tinged with a pale violet color that stretched over the dunes.
There were no grand farewells, nor military formations seeing him off at the gates. Daigo would not be leaving on foot.
Arriving at his office, he began to perform hand signs before touching the ground.
"Reverse Summoning Jutsu," Daigo said, and he vanished from his spot.
When he opened his eyes, he felt everything around him begin to move and breathed the air he always loved from this place. When the vibration finally stopped, Daigo noticed Daisen watching him from afar.
Daigo waved and began to run toward Daisen at maximum speed. It didn't take long for him to arrive, where he was picked up by Daisen's trunk and placed upon his head.
"It is a pleasure to see you again, Daigo. To what do we owe your visit?" Daisen asked, his voice strong and imposing as always.
"I feel the same, Daisen. I've come for the complete training from you all. I have two years to be here and learn everything I can," Daigo said.
"Uhm, two years... I think that would be enough if you learn everything quickly. Zoyu told me that you are the Kazekage now. Congratulations," Daisen said.
"That's right. After all, I achieved it, and I am changing things greatly in the village. But even though I am a Kage, I want to be stronger, so I remembered your invitation to learn everything from you," Daigo replied.
"Interesting. I thought humans were complacent when they reached a certain level, but I like that you want to learn from us. Do you want to start now, or will you take some time off?" Daisen asked.
"Now. We have limited time and we cannot waste it doing nothing."
"Fine. Perfect. Go to the temple; there is a room that has scrolls stored inside. Your first training is to read them all," Daisen said.
"Perfect. I'll start now. We'll talk when I finish reading everything."
End of Chapter.