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In a world where an unbothered and overpowered little nine-year-old girl, hidden behind a mask, embarks on daring journeys alongside her sel...
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Karma always had this notion that being Hokage would be a walk in the park. How hard could it be? Just paperwork and assigning missions, right? But no one warned her that she'd practically become a prisoner in her own office, with daylight becoming a distant memory and her workplace morphing into her sole dwelling.
"Mmm, these missions could've been mine," she muttered while sifting through a stack of S-rank files.
A knock on the door interrupted her musings, and a squad of Anbu agents filed in.
"Can I help you?" she asked, her gaze piercing through the holes of her mask.
One of them stepped forward and bowed. "We've received reports of Akatsuki members fighting in the village. We've come to seek your guidance on how to proceed."
She sighed, "Who's involved?" she asked, "Asuma, Kurenai, and Kakashi." she sighed.
"Leave them be, they can handle it," she said, laying out a map on the table.
