"See that powerfully built man on the platform? That's Kitsuchi, the powerful ninja from Iwagakure most likely to inherit the title of Tsuchikage!"
"He's no match for Mei Terumi. She's already inherited the title of 'Kage' and become the Fifth Mizukage."
"Hey, hey, don't put one down just to praise another. You're deliberately stirring up conflict."
"..."
The lively atmosphere around them gradually reached its peak as figures appeared atop the platform. But once the ninjas from each village began using the opportunity to mock one another, the mood turned cold at a visible pace.
The Third Shinobi World War had ended less than two years ago.
Even now, they could still dream at night of their loved ones dying miserably at the hands of the enemy.
That sense of helplessness plagued most ninjas deeply. When facing their former enemies, now their comrades, they could not help clenching their fists.
Crack!! Might Guy clenched both fists, and bloodshot veins instantly filled his dark eyes. He stared blankly at the figures ahead as a trace of killing intent gradually spread through the air.
"The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist."
Even now, he could not forget the sight of his father opening the Gate of Death that day and facing the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist alone.
Every day, he trained from the moment he opened his eyes to the moment he closed them, all so that one day he could protect what mattered most to him, just like his father had, even if it cost him his life.
But when Might Guy saw the men who had once killed his father, he could no longer suppress the thoughts he had buried for so long.
Smack!!
At that moment, Shizune flashed to his side, grabbed his arm, and said in