Chapter 71.6- One Thousand Hands

XXXXX- SHORIRAMA SENJU

I watched Kagame as she compiled the report with unmatched efficiency. It was impressive as she took things Tsunade had written and reworded them for maximum effect. Tsunade herself was sulking over by her desk, seeming have decided that giving us the silent treatment was preferable to doing anything else.

When Kagame had completed the work, I whistled as I read it over her shoulder. It was objective— phrased objectively rather. It referred to him as the Patient in every instance and made no judgements as to his suitability for the position. That would have been too on the nose. I hadn’t even had to tell her to refrain. Instead it listed the damage he had undergone. The scarred muscles in his legs from attempting to keep up with the Raikage’s speed that would never heal fully— another legacy of the healing coma. The missing lung, the strain on the second. The fact that half his stomach and digestive tract had been deleted and he would have to rely on a liquid-only diet for the foreseeable future.

Final recommendation? Patient can live a fulfilling life but is incapable of returning to active shinobi duty, must avoid combat of all forms, and must avoid stressful activity. Good. Perfect.

Kagame signed it and Tsunade did not hesitate to slam the door behind us as we left.

“Now to the patient” Kagame said.

“What? What was the point of that if we need to see him?”

“I can’t present a report without doing at least some examination of my own. Now I trust Tsunade-chan so I had no issue copying her work. Still need to verify it, you see?” She said. I nodded. At least that did make sense.

“Plus I want to see Tobi’s favourite student laid low. He kept brushing me off to train those little rats. Future of the village my old wrinkled arse” I found myself giving the woman a wide berth as we walked. She couldn’t be sane. She just could not be sane.

Perhaps it was for the best that Hiruzen was asleep when we walked into the room. It also said something about just how bad his wounds were that he did not instantly wake at our entrance. The anbu stirred to activity though. Watching, waiting. They did nothing as Kagame walked forward. When she lifted her hands to use her diagnostic jutsu however, one of them moved.

I covered my hand in two layers of chakra before catching the blade right between my fingers.

“Stand down, Tiger. This is a sanctioned examination from the Head of the Hospital.” I ordered in a cool tone. His blade still strained against my fingers.

“Back off and I will forget this incident ever happened. Do not and I will execute you for treason here and now” I stared him down. He did the wise thing in the end.