"So what exactly are you registering for?"
Perhaps sitting side by side under the setting sun, staring at the log wall around the clearing and the towering primeval trees growing beyond it, had become unbearably boring. Or perhaps their curiosity had finally broken through the thickness of their pride. Kakashi and Hirohiko spoke in unison, perfectly in sync.
They truly wanted to know.
What was Chiba planning to accomplish with this seemingly meaningless registration?
During their idle sitting, they had considered many plans, but none had taken shape. Or rather, none could perfectly make this registration effective. In the end, they could not get around one possibility: "The spy had already infiltrated them and learned the password through Chiba's registration."
"Huh? What registration?"
Hearing this, Chiba, who had been lost in thought, paused slightly. Turning to them, he answered with a question.
"The registration you carried out with Sealing Jutsu. Everyone's number."
At that, Kakashi immediately narrowed his eyes, his tone filled with helplessness.
"Mm..."
Hearing that, Chiba still wore the same thoughtful expression, though he seemed rather distracted. After humming for quite a while, he finally said, "It's just registration."
"There's no deeper meaning behind it?"
Hirohiko abruptly turned to him, asking in surprise.
"No, there isn't. I just thought we needed to register everyone. Such a huge project, with over three hundred people—wouldn't things be even more chaotic without registration?"
Chiba blinked and replied with an innocent look.
And this registration really had only been a spur-of-the-moment idea. Back in the woods, that had simply occurred to him. Though because someone might have infiltrated them beforehand, the registration might not be very useful.
Still, without it, management here would probably become even more chaotic. The Defense Force was patrolling, but if management descended into disorder, the potential danger