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have you forgotten the lessons i taught you?
have you forgotten to turn off your heart? this is not you...
Nagato keeps the ticker tape running along the edge of the screen, but it's no surprise as results begin to trickle in. Landslide majority, bolstered by the Minister of Defence's endorsement. Minato Namikaze has officially gone from a half-year seatwarmer in a by-election, to MP in his own right for Westminster North.
And from a thorn in his side, to a threat.
Minato's particular brand of heroism was in popular demand these days. There was even talk of a Knighthood. Not undeserved, Nagato will admit. And he knows more about that than most.
Kushina deftly jabs the power button on his tablet with a chopstick. "The votes aren't gonna be counted any faster just 'cause you're breathing down their necks. Dinner, Nagato."
She's already confiscated Minato's phone, and Kakashi's after his third signed update from across the table. Obito's more interested in ganging up on him with Yahiko and Rin about the viability of relaxing certain firearms restrictions, while Konan dangles the possibility of an ex-KGB insider with secrets to sell in front of Kushina like dessert.
"What's it worth to you, firecracker?"
"The honor of having served your country," Kushina says solemnly. Then she smirks. "And if the intel's as good as you say, I've got a contact in the States looking to outsource a job or two. Could hook you up..."
Nagato is ninety percent certain that 'contact' is the director of the CIA, and no, thank you. They did not need that kind of heat.
Another family dinner with the Waves And Wind.