Konoha Escort Team
At that moment, besides the Land of Fire Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Konoha's escort team was already waiting in the square.
Six people stood in a line.
On the far left was Hayama Shirakumo, a Konoha Jonin. Everything from his Forehead Protector to his vest was immaculate, and he stood as straight as if someone had measured his posture with a ruler.
He was one of the Third Hokage's direct subordinates, skilled in swordsmanship and intelligence analysis.
Sending him to lead the team showed how seriously Konoha regarded the Land of Water delegation. His gaze rested on Kaguya Yama for two seconds before he gave a polite nod.
In the middle stood Kakashi Hatake. His long silver-white hair swept upward at an angle, his Forehead Protector covered his left eye, and a black mask hid the lower half of his face. Only one languid right eye remained visible.
At the moment, his hands were tucked into his pockets and his shoulders drooped slightly. He stood so loosely that he looked as though he had just been dragged out of bed.
But when his right eye turned toward Kaguya Yama, his gaze sharpened for an instant before returning to its usual dead-fish look.
He held a small book with an orange cover bearing the words Icha Icha Paradise. One finger marked his place between the pages; evidently, he had been forced to come out for escort duty halfway through reading it.
"Another important-person escort, huh?"
Kakashi of the Sharingan had been a genius famous throughout the Shinobi World since the Third Shinobi World War. The Sharingan had made his name, but it had also held him back.
Because Kakashi did not carry the blood of the Uchiha Clan, his eye and chakra network were not fully compatible, making