The change of Mizukage was not as lively as the Hokage election a few days earlier.
There were no complicated steps like candidate speeches or voting. Karatachi Yagura simply convened a meeting of all jonin and announced his decision to pass the position on to Araki.
There was not a single voice of doubt from below.
Although Araki was only fifteen this year, in the short five years since he had graduated from the ninja academy at ten, he had achieved enough to leave the world dumbstruck.
Konoha, Cloud Village, Iwagakure, Sunagakure—he had practically beaten his way through the other great nations.
After once again trampling Konoha underfoot in a head-on clash, his strength and reputation had truly reached the pinnacle of the Shinobi World.
For someone like that to become Mizukage would only excite every Kirigakure ninja.
A flock of cowardly sheep would fear a powerful leader, afraid that he would shatter their stable lives.
But a bloodthirsty pack of wolves needed exactly such a forceful chief to remain undefeated in battle.
In a short span of time, the Land of Water and the Land of Fire had successively changed Kage, but the reactions of the other nations were completely different.
The Fifth Hokage had ascended under the witness of the Land of Water, the Land of Earth, and the Land of Wind. After Cloud Village heard about it, they merely sent a letter offering congratulations. The surrounding small nations did not dare make any moves, terrified that if their attempt to curry favor failed, they would instead be seen as Konoha's allies and be settled by the other great nations.
After all, they all knew that the current Konoha, beset by storms on every side, had no energy to spare offering them protection.
But things on Araki's side