"Still, there shouldn't be much of a problem with the written test, right?" Pakura said. "It's nothing more than some standard knowledge."
That was true. A ninja's main profession was combat. As for exams, knowing some basic knowledge was enough.
Kinnara looked around. The three on his side would definitely be fine. On the Rock Shinobi side, Kitsuchi was Two-Scales Ōnoki's son, while Higashi Shinin and Fugai had both become Great Captains of the Ninja Army in the Original Work. They were not brainless hotheaded idiots, so passing the exam should not be a problem for them either.
Thinking of the hotheaded idiot Naruto from the Original Work, who later became Konoha's Seventh Hokage, Kinnara wondered whether Naruto had ever regretted constantly skipping class at the Ninja Academy when he spent every day processing documents.
In any case, Kinnara felt the whole thing was absurd. Did Uzumaki Naruto even know his own limits? Did he really think that brain of his could handle processing documents?
With his method of using Shadow Clones to govern Konoha, if he had not been an Uzumaki Clan member, the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and Asura's Chakra reincarnation, he would probably have worked himself to death long ago.
As Kinnara idly entertained such random thoughts, he suddenly frowned and looked up at a ninja from a small ninja village.
"Frost Shinobi?" The Frost Shinobi of the Land of Frost had always been obscure in the Shinobi World, practically invisible. Their ninja village was relatively closed off, their country cold and isolated with a sparse population, and its location was not strategically important. They were rarely seen in the outside world.
But Kinnara was not curious about the Land of Frost. Rather, the aura around that ninja felt extremely familiar to him.
"What's with this ninja?" Kinnara slowly