At Sarutobi Shinnosuke's question, the people originally in the Konoha camp looked slightly awkward. The thought was rather embarrassing. This strategy had not been devised by them as they had imagined—it had been thought up by a seven-year-old child, while they and the others had racked their brains over it!
Balu gave a bitter smile. "How could Mirai have come up with such a brand-new strategy?"
"Huh?!" Hearing Balu's words, Hatake Sakumo, Shinku, and Sarutobi Shinnosuke all wore curious expressions. They knew this definitely had not been their own idea! Was there someone else in the camp? Who had been hiding them? What?
"It was Mirai! He came up with all of it!" Seeing everyone's curiosity, Balu reluctantly revealed the truth. He had once believed himself highly talented; even a seven-year-old child should not have been able to compare with him. Yet he had been thoroughly beaten. Still, that was all. He did not hate Mirai. They were simply not on the same level.
"What?" After hearing Nara Balu's words, Hatake Sakumo—normally famed for his composure—could no longer remain calm. So this idea had been Mirai's all along!
He realized that the child's original plan had been to suppress the Sand ninja's offensive momentum, crush their morale, and expand their advantage. Their appearance had merely accelerated things; even if they had not appeared, Mirai could still have achieved his goal. If he had not killed Rasa, he could have completely enraged the Sand ninja...
Everyone's attention turned to the wandering Mirai! At the moment, he was thinking up an excuse for why he should sleep beside his stepmother tonight. Ever since he had begun sleeping beside her, the awkwardness he had felt toward this world for so many years had faded away.
Mirai was human too. He had once grown