"This... this..." The Sand ninja froze, then quickly came to his senses and said, "I don't know either! I know that kid—Sunamaru! He's an orphan from the village. There's no way he could afford a Ninja Vest right now. Lord Rasa, please wait a moment. Let me go ask him first!"
With that said.
He hurriedly called out sternly to the kid in the distance, "Sunamaru! You little brat, get over here!"
The sudden shout made the children who had been excitedly crowding around Sunamaru stop their curious chatter and turn around in confusion.
"Who's calling you Sunamaru the grea—" Sunamaru wore a proud expression, ready to show whoever dared call him a little brat just how formidable Lord Sunamaru was.
However.
When he saw the two adults in the distance with dark expressions, his face immediately fell.
He shuddered all over and ran over. "Teacher Mayu!"
"What did you just say, you little brat? Lord Sunamaru? You think you're some kind of lord?" Mayu smacked Sunamaru on the back of the head.
Then.
He frowned as he looked at the Ninja Vest on him. "Where did you get that vest? It's even new? You should know that genin aren't qualified to wear Ninja Vests!"
"Huh? I bought it myself!" Sunamaru hurriedly shielded his Ninja Vest. "Teacher Mayu, you don't want it, do you? If you do, go buy one yourself. It's only half price, and if you bring someone else along, you can even get a one hundred ryo discount coupon! You can get one hundred ryo off your next purchase!"
"Half price? Discount coupon?"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Sorry! I nearly forgot! This is Lord Rasa!" Hearing the cough from beside him, Mayu hurriedly said respectfully, "Lord Rasa has some questions for you. You must answer all of them,