"Wow, so this is Konoha Village?" A somewhat chubby Puppet Designer with his face painted in oil colors raised his head and spoke in amazement.
"Don't make yourself look so uncultured, my idiot brother." Behind him, a handsome red-haired youth with a Coiled Dragon Sand Gourd on his back spoke indifferently.
"Mm, Gaara, you should consider Kankuro's feelings too. Unlike the two of us, he never attended Konoha's ninja advanced studies and has never even been here, so of course he looks like some ignorant country bumpkin." A beautiful young girl with blonde hair and a huge fan on her back said with a grin.
Kankuro's face flushed red. His sharp-tongued little brother and scheming older sister had never given him even a shred of dignity back in Sunagakure. He had not expected them to be the same after coming to Konoha.
"Temari, what are you saying? I-I was only one point short back then! Just one point away from getting in!" Kankuro explained angrily, but neither Temari nor Gaara paid him any attention.
Gaara walked past him without a care, still with his arms folded across his chest, not even sparing him a glance. "I told you long ago that Puppet Designer is already a profession on the verge of elimination. The Puppet Designers of the past have all been transitioning into Intelligent Puppet Design. No Puppet Designer carries Puppets onto the battlefield anymore. This is the age of Intelligent Puppets."
"This is classic! Do you even know what classic means? Classic means..."
"Alright, little brother Kankuro." Temari smiled as she patted his shoulder. "Instead of studying those antiques—oh, no, those classic Puppet controls of yours, you should learn more about the latest Intelligent Puppet Design. It's far more in demand than your classic Puppets."
"Int... Intelligent Design." Kankuro