Keiichi didn't join the crowd. Instead, the things underfoot caught his interest. He picked up one of the cards lying ignored on the ground, and sure enough, it had his own face printed on it.
Well, there was a slight difference. His hair had still been black back then.
"Honestly, do you all look down on Keiichi that much? He was one of only two examinees promoted to Chunin, and he even got a perfect score—a first in history. Has he really become so common that nobody wants him?" he said theatrically, picking up one card after another with his name on it.
Someone nearby seemed unable to bear watching. With a disgusted look, he said, "Keiichi is the easiest card to get. He shows up every time alongside SR and SSR cards, and in the end, he's always the one that gets printed. Isn't that infuriating?"
Getting someone's hopes up only to mercilessly dash them was undoubtedly one of the most frustrating things.
No wonder everyone disliked the card so much. It had been left on the ground, and nobody had even bothered to pick it up.
"Yeah, you're right. That is pretty infuriating," Keiichi said, nodding earnestly.
After all...
Wasn't this exactly what he'd designed?
The Ninja Star Scroll's tradition carried on: his card had an extremely high drop rate, and the chance of it being selected was close to 100 percent.
Of course people hated it.
Too bad you people didn't know what you were looking at. How could I, Keiichi, be compared to some ordinary N-Rank Card?
This was called keeping a low profile, okay?!
Keiichi continued picking up the cards on the ground. Almost all of them were his exclusive cards, which showed just how unwanted they were.
Amusingly, nobody around him recognized him. Perhaps