What was going on?
What had gotten into that idiot Kazuha...
In the dim corridor, the tap-tap-tap of three people's footsteps echoed. Any ninja with keen hearing would have been able to distinguish two sets of footsteps keeping close behind and one set that was slightly heavier, unhurried and measured.
Brother Kazuha...
What exactly was wrong? At that moment, Hada Ryuhiko and Hada Anna looked at each other in the corridor, but neither said a word. No, it was more accurate to say that neither dared to speak. They merely pressed their lips together, their faces showing faint, uneasy concern, and silently looked at the somewhat unfamiliar figure ahead of them.
After watching for a while and seeing that the unfamiliar figure simply kept walking forward without any reaction, they could not help exchanging looks again, their eyes asking questions. With the tacit understanding of twins who had grown up together and seemed to share one mind, each of them saw the other's reluctance to step forward or speak.
In a situation like this, they were still only around seven years old. Though both possessed their own talents—or rather, peculiarities—this was something that required experience. Ryuhiko could analyze matters from every possible angle, but only rational matters. The unfamiliar feeling Hada Ichiba was giving them now was not something that could be understood through reason.
Once removed from that rational perspective, Ryuhiko was only a seven-year-old child. He was extraordinarily talented in ninja affairs and unquestionably mature for his age, but when it came to human relationships and worldly dealings, he was still seven.
As for Anna, there was even less need to say anything. Like her fighting style, this girl was the straightforward type. Coupled with the social experience of a seven-year-old, she had no idea what to do