-25 years after the death of Uzumaki Naruto and the disappearance of the Nine-Tails-
He hated this room. Good news hardly ever followed, otherwise the Hokage would leave the office himself to deliver it. The idea of a waiting room seems rather pointless to Shigarami, especially in this moment. Waiting can be done anywhere, why bother making a room for it?
Besides, he was being watched, which was uncomfortable to say the least. The Hokage Anbu unit was as good as they said, but they still had a long way to go before effectively masking their chakra from Shigarami.
Shigarami couldn't blame them. He was far from unsuspicious. When Udon, the beloved jounin teacher of 3 separate cells, dropped dead in front of a ramen stand, Shigarami himself had been brought in for questioning. It makes sense.
But he hadn't done it, obviously. And once that became clear, the Hokage put him on the case.
Shigarami tapped his foot on the ground. He hated that tick of his. But his frustration had to physicalize itself somehow. The case wasn't going well. The ramen stand owner, nor the students with Udon, nor the citizens in the vicinity had any explanation for why the jounin dropped dead with a 5-inch hole in his chest. They couldn't remember anything suspicious.
It had been 3 weeks since the murder. He was no closer to catching the killer than he was at the beginning.
He felt the Anbu eyes disappear from him for a moment. The Hokage was ready to see him. Shigarami silently counted to 5 before the Hokage's booming voice invited him into the room.
Shigarami opened the door. He bowed to the Hokage, as the custom went. The Hokage only responded with his trademark smile.
"Shigarami. How are you? Close the door, if you -"
The Hokage's face froze. Shigarami felt a chill crawl up his spine.
There is somebody behind me
And then a broadsword was thrust directly through his heart.