"Ha ha, this kid was rather interesting." In a large house north of the Hatake Clan residential compound, an old man scanned through the stack of data that had just been presented to him. He could not help laughing. "I can't see what makes Mirai so exceptional."
The man seated in this room was naturally Musai Taisho, the current head of the Musai Clan. The information in his hands was the most recent available.
After careful calculation, Mirai had lived with the Hatake Clan for nearly two years, and the Hatake Clan's observations of him were much the same. To be honest, aside from the strange feeling at the beginning and his outstanding performance during the first two months, there had been nothing particularly remarkable about him afterward. This had gradually lowered Hatake Taisho's interest in and expectations for him. Still, since the clan had not invested much manpower in watching him, Hatake Taisho had not withdrawn the surveillance. After more than a year of such unremarkable behavior, the graduation exam had finally shown him something interesting.
Saitama had always felt that he could not quite see through Mirai. By all rights, Mirai was merely a half-grown child, and the reports on his life had been quite detailed. With Saitama's experience at his age, this should not have happened. Yet the reality was that, despite having little evidence to support it, he always had a peculiar intuition about Mirai. It made him unable to judge Mirai's potential, and thus unwilling to simply stop observing him. In truth, he also hoped Mirai would reveal some talent, because that would benefit him as well.
As Mirai's ninja abilities gradually improved, he too became aware of the Hatake Clan's covert surveillance. However, it was only an intuition, with no evidence whatsoever. Besides, his