Arc IV Chapter 11
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<strong><b>Arc IV Chapter </b></strong><strong><b>11</b></strong>
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Hisaaki was stroking his chin, thinking. “What happened? Honestly, not that much.Most matcheswere fun to watch,but still ... Some of thecked quality.Some of them, however, were quite one sided.”
“I see ...” Asamimented, hardly surprised.
Hisaaki continued, listingsome of the more memorable matches, “The insect boy was pretty good, though. He wipedthe floor with the Oto genin.The catfight between the pinkie and blonde girlgets for sure the prize for themest match of the tournament. The match turned into a fistfight before theyknocked each other out.
The Nara boy, meanwhile, won thanks to a wall. The boy named Naruto only won because of him farting atthe right moment. The Hyugaboy bulliedhis little cousin...”
“I get it, Hisaaki, I get it”,Asami interruptedhim. As much as she appreciated his effortsto keep her informed and as much as she liked gossiping,enough was enough.Her dark soul didn''t care about the Hyuga and their little family issues. She didn''t care about Shino and his insects. She didn''t care about Shikamaruand his miraculous strategies. And she certainly didn''t care about theweakest jinchuuriki the vige has ever seen ...
“Wait a moment, what did you say, Hisaaki?” Asami''s train of thought came to a sudden halt.Her eyes blinked, full of apparent disbelief.
Hisaaki looked dumbfounded.“Eh?”
“...” Asami shook her head.She had probably misheard, hadn''t she?“Canyou please repeat thest thing you said.”
“Little cousin?”Hisaaki reacted confused.
“No, the thingbefore.”
“Hyuga sessfully mobbing?”
“No,a little bit furtherback.”
“Hard concrete wall?”
Asami sighed.“No, no, the thing afterwards.”
This time,Hisaaki hit the target. “Ah, yes, the Naruto boy.Yeah, I thoughthe was about to lose, but thenhe farted ...” Hestopped after noticing her less than enthusiastic stare.
“...” Asami massaged her temples to fight her headache. Naruto ... Naruto ... He was such a terrible allocation of resources, resources that could be utilisedbetter.Hemight be the son of the fourth Hokage and his highquality Uzumaki gics might help him, but the boy was utterly ipetent. He couldn''t be relied on. He couldn''t be trusted with the NineTails.
The NineTails was one of the mightiest toolsat Konoha’s disposal, and it was wasted on Naruto with almost criminal negligence.Hewas supposed to be the jinchuurikiof the Nine-Tails,a living weapon of immense power that served the vige, but he wasn''t even properly trained. The vige neglected his education and training for years,with disastrous consequences.Naruto was nothing but an utter fool. He was such a disappointment.
“...” Asami shook her head.“And what about you, Hisaaki, Katsusane?Didn''t you have any match? Did you both win, or what? Neither of you shows sign of battle or fatigue.”
Hisaaki scratched his head: “Well, you see, we were matched us against each other.”
“I understand ...” Yet, Asami raised an eyebrow. Matching team mates against each other ... What a curious move from the tournament organisers ... It was unusual. “So what happened? Who won? I am curious.”
Hisaaki offered a weakugh, clearly troubled.“You see, that''s aplicated affair...”
“You didn’t.You chickened out, didn''t you?”Asami scrutinised them. She caught themin red handed.
“Yes and no”, Hisaaki evaded. “We decided to execute a tactical retreat, as you would say. We both forfeited instead of fighting each other.”
Asami smiled.“a tactical retreat? Is that what you call cowardicebefore the enemythese days?But joking aside, don’t you think that was a bit of an anticlimactic end foryour chunin exams?”
“Perhaps, but we preserved something much more important.” Hisaaki threw his arm around Katsusane.
“And that would be?”Asami knew the answer. Please not, please not, please not ...
Hisaaki raised his index finger in a sage manner. “Friendship. Truerades never fight! Every true Konoha ninja knows that!”
“...”Asami merely pinched the bridge of her nose. Friendship ... What an exasperating word ... “Tell me, can you buy anything with your precious friendship?”
Hisaaki returned a vigorous smile. “Not as far as I know, but you shouldn’t underestimate the value of friendship in hard timeslike these!”
“...”Asami fell silent. Konoha ninja ... They were all so incorrigible ...
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