"Move these over there! Be careful!"
"No, no, no! Not this house. Lord Chiba needs this one, so it has to be cleared out."
"Yes, yes. These wooden boards are for tatami mats."
Under the night sky, the clearing illuminated bright as day by roaring bonfires held ten houses arranged neatly facing the village wall, with two rows of five. The boys and girls carried bedding or fitted large planks carved from logs into the houses. Meanwhile, the ten teachers each stood at the entrance of a house, directing the work.
Around the houses were daily necessities, food, and other supplies provided by the village, making it look as though they were preparing for a long fight.
"How is it? Have the students' parents all been taken care of?"
Standing on the branch of the tallest ancient tree facing the houses and surveying the entire area, Chiba glanced at Kakashi beside him and asked.
"Yeah. I gave them a temporary notice that you'd suddenly arranged a ten-day residential training camp with practical combat exercises. As you said, it would be conducted directly according to wartime standards. Naturally, the students' parents unanimously approved, and they even said they would give their full support."
Kakashi spoke with some helplessness, his face showing clear dissatisfaction.
Just now, Chiba had made up his mind and given the order for everyone to remain here, forbidden from leaving the camp. He had sent Kakashi to notify the parents about the residential camp and had also contacted the Hokage to request a batch of supplies.
His status was no longer what it had been before. This time, the requested supplies had arrived in barely an hour. He then had the ten teachers take charge of converting the eight houses here into suitable living quarters.
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