A vast meeting hall!
Ninjas in green flak jackets packed the hall, talking amongst each other and creating a deafening roar of noise.
"Genma! Do you have any idea what's going on?"
"No clue. This Jonin Meeting was called by Shikaku."
"Shikaku?" Genma Shiranui, wearing his forehead protector like a bandanna and with a senbon needle clamped between his lips, murmured suspiciously.
Genma was a member of Fourth Hokage Minato's body-guard unit. Back then, securing a spot on the Shadow Guard Platoon had felt like stepping straight into heaven.
Unfortunately!
Because of the Fourth's sudden death, his bright future had instantly ground to a halt, reducing him from a glorious member of the guard platoon to an insignificant extra.
Given that he had managed to make the guard platoon, his talent and brains were far from lacking.
He could sense that something was abnormal about the calling of this Jonin Meeting.
The notification to convene this meeting hadn't been issued by the Hokage's office, but rather by the head of the Jonin squad.
The Jonin commander was arguably the highest-ranking official in Konoha on the surface, second only to the Hokage.
Unfortunately...
That was only on the surface.
To say nothing of the hidden Shadow-shadow Danzo, even the two advisor elders Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado held more authority than the Jonin commander.
Besides them, there were also the heads of the Hyuga and Uchiha clans.
Therefore...
While past Jonin commanders technically held the authority to call a Jonin Meeting, they rarely exercised that right.
Once exercised, it inevitably touched upon the Hokage's sensitive nerves.
"What is Shikaku calling this Jonin Meeting for?" Raidō Namiashi asked Genma in a low voice.
"I don't know! But I have a bad feeling about this, so don't get mixed up in it later,"