Mr. Kawaki, whom he was looking for, was among them, chatting with a guard.
When the clerk saw this, he was delighted and ran over.
"Brother Kawaki, it's not that I don't want to tell you. I really don't know. We're only responsible for guarding this place and keeping everyone out. As for why, I have no idea!"
Ao, dressed in a guard's uniform, looked helplessly at Kawaki.
Kawaki had the face of a typical sleazy middle-aged man, with stubble all over his face and a potbelly. Hearing that Ao had drawn a blank left him even more puzzled.
He had originally come out to see whether anything interesting was happening. When he saw a group of guards gathered there, he knew something must be going on, so he immediately headed over.
However, to his surprise, the seven or eight members of the guard squad were merely standing watch outside. Just how formidable were the people inside?
They were probably all captain-level!
Kawaki himself was a genin from a small ninja village. His village was far inferior to Kusagakure, let alone major ninja villages like Konoha.
In terms of strength, he was only about as strong as a genin from Kusagakure.
Ninjas capable of becoming guard captains had at least chunin-level strength, far stronger than him. Yet these powerful ninjas were crammed into a meatball shop. What were they doing?
Just as he was wondering about it, a clear voice rang out beside him.
"Mr. Kawaki, something happened in the shop. Mr. Tanaka asked you to go back and deal with it."
The clerk walked up to Kawaki and spoke directly, without the slightest hint of respect.
Kawaki frowned when he heard that and glanced at the clerk. He found her attitude toward him rude and wanted to say