Which one?
Which one? Which one was it? His gaze, which had settled on the second floor, suddenly swung toward a corner of the indoor training ground. Hada Ichiba's eyes slowly narrowed as a thought flashed through his mind—his shock had faded, but doubts now filled his heart.
What was wrong? Had Hada Ichiba noticed something? Though he had his head turned away in an openly disdainful posture, Hada Ryuhiko had been watching Hada Ichiba from the corner of his eye. Seeing the sudden change in Hada Ichiba's expression, his own face grew stern, and suspicion abruptly rose within him.
Hm? Was that... the Hidden Rain man in the conical hat—the one who looked like no good person at all and had even shown killing intent toward the examiners, the one they had been told to watch out for?
Then, following Hada Ichiba's gaze, Hada Ryuhiko's brow slowly furrowed.
And that one—was he a Sound Village ninja? A Jonin instructor?
The Jonin instructor leading Sound Village's team in this exam?
After that, he looked toward the second floor where Hada Ichiba's gaze had previously settled.
At that moment, on the second floor stood a young man with his arms folded. His face was so pale it looked almost ghastly, yet his features were exquisitely beautiful in an eerie way. He wore a Sound Village forehead protector.
Hada Ichiba's gaze had just fallen on that person. From the unusual aura radiating from him—an aura that instinctively made Hada Ryuhiko want to avoid him—and considering that Sound Village had sent only one team, whose three members he remembered, this young man was undoubtedly the Sound Village team's Jonin instructor.
Just like Teacher Heyin, who had accompanied their team.
The other corner Hada Ichiba had looked toward was occupied by the three-man Hidden