"Isn't this a little too early? After all, he's only seven!" Sarutobi Hiruzen said speechlessly. A seven-year-old jōnin—he had never even imagined such a thing before! Although ninjas of this era were generally not as strong as those of the Sengoku era, becoming a jōnin at seven was truly unprecedented! Not even Sarutobi Hiruzen himself, Hashirama Senju, or Madara Uchiha had enjoyed Mirai's reputation when they were seven!
"Seven is seven! Konoha's Mirai truly needs an act like this to raise morale!" Utatane Koharu looked somewhat grave. At present, Kikuba was fighting on two fronts. At the same time, it faced the Land of Wind, the Land of Earth, and the Land of Rain—three great powers second only to the Five Great Nations. The situation was far from ideal! Especially on the Land of Rain battlefield: although every regiment and unit had brought their troops to the front lines, the situation still did not look optimistic!
One Mirai regiment was clearly not enough!
"And no one will say anything. Yang already possesses the strength of a special jōnin—didn't he defeat Dan Katō last time? As for merit, the Wind Country front was able to hold off the reinforcements largely because of him! That achievement alone is more than enough!" Mitokado Homura chimed in at this point.
"Mm! We'll do as you say!" Sarutobi Hiruzen thought it over and agreed. A seven-year-old jōnin was especially shocking! A jōnin, at seven years old! What had you been doing at seven?! Widow Wang had probably still been peeping at people bathing by the village entrance.
At this moment, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt for the first time as though he had grown old and was about to yield his position to a younger generation. In truth, he was not old at all!
Just as Sarutobi