Sage arts.
There was no need to say more.
They were a major topic in Konoha.
Those with sufficient chakra reserves and enough Alliance points were often powerful figures in the Shinobi World, or elite forces from the various Ninja Nations.
News of these people failing was the best after-dinner gossip for onlookers who lacked the qualifications to join sage arts training.
For example.
The Great Elder of the Shimura Clan, Shimura Tokiomi, had failed twice in a row on the path to mastering sage arts.
Rumors had consequently spread through Konoha that Danzo and Tokiomi were not as close as they appeared to be.
Rumors were no more than a gust of wind, easily scattered. Their remarkably similar appearances directly put an end to the uproar.
The Shimura Clan's Great Elder, having failed, increased his investment in pill refinement, determined to create medicinal pills suited to the Shimura Clan.
The restless mood on the rooftop caused by sage arts settled along with the meteor dust, and the brief meeting came to an end.
No matter how the Shinobi World changed.
Konoha's clans had to remain united beneath the Hokage's banner.
That was Tobirama's warning to every department and clan.
Uzumaki Kaimi, lost in thought, was summoned to the office by a grave-faced Tobirama Senju for a private conversation.
"The Uzumaki Clan performed well in sage arts training. They brought quite a bit of honor to you, their new clan head."
Rather than sitting down immediately, Tobirama skillfully brewed tea and brought out the performance reports from the Sage Arts Class.
Kaimi accepted the teacup, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his face as he blew ripples across the warm tea. "Everyone simply performed well."
"Yes. I never expected Sister Mito and Fengyin to successfully integrate Natural Energy as well."