A full seven days had passed since Obito and Black Zetsu's Konoha Destruction Plan.
And today, the final matches of the Chunin Exams were about to begin.
Hundreds, even thousands, of wealthy figures and nobles from across the Shinobi World entered through Konoha's rebuilt gates. They had come to witness firsthand the strength of the new generation of shinobi.
At the same time, this would determine whom they would entrust with future commissions. The strength of a village's new generation of shinobi best reflected that village's future potential and power.
But they did not know that after these Chunin Exams ended, the old arrangement in which the ninja villages of the Five Great Nations operated independently and accepted commissions separately would change.
All of it would eventually become history, a thing of the past.
Inside Ichiraku Ramen, Sasuke, Naruto, and Sakura sat at the counter, waiting for their ramen.
Sasuke sat off to the side with his arms folded, looking smug, as if he wanted to write I've mastered a new ninjutsu all over his face.
Naruto was no different. He let out a foolish chuckle every now and then and shot sidelong glances at Sasuke beside him.
Hehe, Sasuke definitely won't expect me to have learned such a strange move. If we run into each other during the matches, I'll catch him completely off guard!
Sakura, meanwhile, felt rather helpless about her two teammates' behavior. She had no idea what they were competing over. It was so pointless.
With Senior Maruboshi Kosuke, who had voluntarily withdrawn, excluded, there were still twenty-five shinobi left. How could the two of them possibly get matched against each other in the very first round by such a coincidence?
She had no idea what those two idiots were getting so worked up over. Still,