Shenesu reread the report on the simple C-rang mission that his nephew had handed in this morning, then looked at the other one, which was for internal use of the clan, and sighed heavily, rubbed his face, leaning back in his chair tiredly.
- Problematic, - the situation was described by this favorite word of Nara's men.
If the first report, intended for the village government, which described the progress of the mission in dry clerical language, did not cause any complaints, then the second one... It was not a report, but a small story, filled with adventures and battles, very authentically and expertly described. A book with this kind of content would be a success and recognition, not only among shinobi, but also among ordinary citizens.
The problem was that the reports were almost identical, except for the presence of the last villain in the artistic version, which surprisingly matched the record in Bingo's book. And also very much in line with a report received the day before about a strange battle near the border that had left little or no trace of the parties to the conflict, and for which analysts were only throwing up their hands.
- At seventeen years of age, not only to survive a battle with such a powerful Nukenin, but to emerge victorious? - muttered the head of Nara, staring dumbly at the documents on the table.
He would have been happy that the clan had acquired such a strong fighter, but the dozens of plans that had to be rethought and reworked in the light of the new data, as well as the huge amount of time needed, were getting in the way. Besides, other people's success always attracted envious looks and brought new problems. It was not as pronounced in the village as it was in the clan times, but people's envy of successful colleagues never disappeared.
There was a sudden knock at the door, distracting the head of Nara from his thoughts, and the red-haired head of the man responsible for his heavy thoughts appeared in the ajar doorway.
- Ji-san, did you send for me?
- Yes, Ryo, come in and sit down," Shenesu nodded to his nephew in the chair opposite.
- You know, if I were a little less knowledgeable and intelligent, I would think that this report is just a little joke among my own people, but not a description of the actual event," the older shinobi shook his head and nodded at the copy for the clan, "before we get to the serious questions, can you satisfy my curiosity - why in such a way?
- Well, having finished with the official report, I thought that you read dozens of such dry papers and a little variety wouldn't hurt, - my nephew flashed a smile, - it's much more interesting to read, isn't it?
- I didn't look at it that way," the man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "if the contents were different - certainly, but only...
Shenesu hesitated for a moment, wondering where to start.
- Yes?
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