Seeing him staring at the bushy-browed young man in the green bodysuit, Uchiha Hikari gave him a questioning look.
"He feels dangerous to me. No less dangerous than Orochimaru."
Tamura Hiroshi spoke quietly, and all three women immediately looked over in surprise and confusion.
He did not look like a powerhouse.
Tamura Hiroshi offered no further explanation. A warning to be careful was enough.
Besides, Might Duy was no bloodthirsty psychopath. He would not kill unless pushed too far.
And the Eight Inner Gates was a self-destructive forbidden jutsu, after all. He would not use it lightly.
His gaze finally shifted to the girl who had been glaring at him the whole time. She still counted as a girl, he supposed, since she was not yet eighteen.
Tamura Hiroshi gave her a gentle smile, knowing they were bound to meet in the next round.
Izumi Shimura clenched her teeth as murderous intent and fury surged within her. Today would be that bastard's last day!
The exam began shortly afterward. Tamura Hiroshi went to his seat and looked through the questions, confirming he could answer them all. Instead of solving them himself, however, he looked at the other examinees.
In Naruto, answering exam questions yourself was the lowest approach. The real experts all cheated.
At its heart, conflict between ninja was a battle of intelligence. Gathering information was paramount, and any method would do as long as it got results.
Rather than immediately cheating with his unfair advantages, Tamura Hiroshi first observed carefully, searching among the examinees for the people Konoha had planted.
They knew the official answers. If he was going to copy, he might as well copy the most accurate ones.
It should be him.
He soon singled out a boy whom he believed to be one of Konoha's