Once again, Kitsune was trying her luck to see if her son-in-law had returned to his office or not, and as she entered, it looked quite clear that no, he still wasn’t around, and that the only change since her last visit was that the dead plant had been replaced, the place had been dusted, and more paperwork had been put on the desk. With a slight sigh, Kitsune plonked onto the chair and began doing the paperwork to try and assist the village with the missing Raikage and everything. Most of the paperwork were things like budget requests, transfer requests, even a personal request from a retired shinobi.
It was with a steeled heart that she began filling out the forms and correcting budgets along with making sure things weren’t too out of line with what was expected from someone in a position of leadership, as well as signing every document with Shinrya Kitsune, Interim Raikage. Sure she’d had her challenges in the village. But it was still her place of birth, and as such she couldn’t bear to see it suffer like this. Being nobility, she had quite a lot of experience running an entire area of people, and being a business owner, she knew what it took to make sure it turned a profit.
After taking care of the paperwork lying on the desk, she neatly piled it into the outgoing mailbox sitting off to the side on the desk, and wandered off again. She was sure there’d be a lot more paperwork in the future and, well, she’d be more than willing to do it, for the sake of the village.
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It was with a steeled heart that she began filling out the forms and correcting budgets along with making sure things weren’t too out of line with what was expected from someone in a position of leadership, as well as signing every document with Shinrya Kitsune, Interim Raikage. Sure she’d had her challenges in the village. But it was still her place of birth, and as such she couldn’t bear to see it suffer like this. Being nobility, she had quite a lot of experience running an entire area of people, and being a business owner, she knew what it took to make sure it turned a profit.
After taking care of the paperwork lying on the desk, she neatly piled it into the outgoing mailbox sitting off to the side on the desk, and wandered off again. She was sure there’d be a lot more paperwork in the future and, well, she’d be more than willing to do it, for the sake of the village.
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