Anko was probably the most low-key member of the entire Ten Mianwei. Even back when she had been part of the Seven Mianwei, there had rarely been any news about her. Unlike Kakashi and Kamado, whose reputations were widely known, the Crown Guards themselves were simply too famous, naturally drawing much curiosity toward her.
Whenever some Imperial magazines mentioned the Crown Guards, they would describe Anko Mitarashi with words like "mysterious" and "unfathomable."
To become a Crown Guard so early, and to rank fourth at that, she surely had exceptional qualities. Coupled with her lovely appearance, she had secretly gained quite a few admirers.
Of course, Anko did not care about any of that.
She did not even know what she cared about now. Her days passed in idleness. Even when tasks were assigned to her, she would pick and choose, going only if she felt like it. Fortunately, no one truly reprimanded her if she did not want to go.
Privileged living conditions and an exalted status were not what she wanted. What she wanted had been gone for a very long time.
"Do you have a Sun Wheel Sword too?"
At the venue, Soi Fon asked her. The sword Kakashi used had caught all their attention.
Anko remained calm. "I don't have one of those."
"Is that so? What a pity."
"It's just a match. Better to end it early."
Anko's utterly indifferent attitude made Soi Fon frown inwardly. She felt slighted, and her impression of Anko immediately dropped several notches.
Once Chōjirō Sasakibe finished his announcement, the seventh match officially began.
After a brief standoff, Soi Fon focused intently while Anko's entire body appeared full of openings.
Whoosh!
Soi Fon moved first. She excelled at Shunpo, and her speed was incomparably fast. In the blink of an