Konoha's eastern outskirts, First Livestock Farm.
Tanaka Kenta, wearing a chunin flak vest, led Hiroki along with a bitter expression. Before he had even reported the logistical issues to Lord Mitokado Homura, some young ninja had brought him here to inspect the livestock farm?
The road was not far, and before Tanaka Kenta could straighten out his feelings, Hiroki had already followed behind him and arrived.
Tanaka Kenta took a deep breath. Just as he was about to tell the child behind him that an inspection was fine but he should not do anything foolish like interfere with operations, Hiroki spoke first.
"Hey, you. Tanaka Kenta, right? Who's in charge here? Call him out. I want to ask about the situation here." Sawada Hiroki pointed at Tanaka Kenta and ordered him around without the slightest politeness.
Tanaka Kenta froze. Looking at this child who seemed not to understand anything, he somehow felt an imposing aura around him, one that did not need anger to inspire fear.
A little... like Lord Mitokado Homura... No, that wasn't right. It felt even more like the Hokage.
"What are you standing around for!? Go already! Is this how you work for Konoha? Do you even have the Will of Fire!? I'm here to solve problems, not wait for you to stare blankly!"
No, he wasn't like the Hokage either. He felt more like Elder Danzo!
"Yes! I'll go right away!" Tanaka Kenta instinctively shrank back, not daring to argue as he immediately rushed toward the livestock office. Only when he was halfway there did he vaguely realize that something was wrong.
Wait, wasn't he just a ten-year-old genin? Why was he afraid of him?
But perhaps Hiroki's tone had been too matter-of-fact. Tanaka Kenta could not summon even the slightest thought of resisting Hiroki's