A benefactor?
They weren't here to watch the Chunin Exams, but to find a benefactor? Was that even a thing?
The two people who walked out of the Konoha Bun Shop successfully drew Chiba's attention. Chiba, who had originally wanted to finally have another Konoha Giant Steamed Bun, immediately stopped in his tracks.
"We finally managed to get out here. Can't we eat something better?"
As Chiba looked over, he saw the young man, who appeared to be around seventeen or eighteen, speak with some dissatisfaction.
"We still need to save money."
The young woman in her twenties firmly rejected the young man's suggestion.
Judging by their clothes, they weren't from Konoha or the Land of Fire.
Their style of dress, as well as the fabric of their clothes, suggested they did not come from a wealthy region.
The major shinobi villages could be ruled out.
As Chiba followed the two, that thought crossed his mind.
Their clothing was definitely not in the style of Konoha or the Land of Fire. Although styles of dress in this shinobi world were fairly limited, every region still had its own customs and distinctions. This was especially true for the Five Great Ninja Villages—or rather, the Five Great Nations—separated by terrain. Each place had more or less its own differences in clothing.
These two did not dress in the style of any of the Five Great Nations. Over the past dozen years, Chiba had traveled through many countries in order to gather intelligence, and to better blend in among them, he had studied their attire quite thoroughly.
Since they were not from the Five Great Nations, they naturally came from one of the smaller countries.
However, the clothing of smaller countries was rather chaotic. Perhaps because they were wedged between the Five Great