When Yor asked, Kabuto Yakushi set down his newspaper and shook his head helplessly. He pointed toward Anya's closed bedroom door.
"She's still in there. She won't come out. I think failing the interview hit her harder than we expected."
A trace of guilt and worry crept into his voice.
But Yor's gloom had vanished. Wearing a cheerful smile, she went to Anya's door and knocked gently.
"Miss Anya, don't be sad. Come out! I have good news! You can enroll!"
The door flew open with a swish. Anya poked her head out, her big green eyes wide with delighted disbelief.
"Really, Mother? Anya can really enroll?"
"Really!" Yor nodded vigorously.
Kabuto Yakushi rose in surprise and came over to the door. "Miss Yor, what happened?"
Yor turned to him with a warm smile. "I told my coworkers about how unfairly Anya was treated at the interview. They were all angry and offered to help get her enrolled."
"We spent all afternoon talking to people and calling in favors. We finally got Anya's name moved to the top of the enrollment waitlist! If anyone gives up their place, she'll get in right away!"
Kabuto Yakushi looked at Yor, his mind racing. An ordinary office worker at the Raikage's building has that much influence?
But then he reconsidered. No, I can't assume that.
In Konoha, even a Chunin who graduated alongside Hokage Kakashi Hatake might know a few high-ranking officials or people with real authority.
I suppose personal connections work the same way in every village.
A sincere smile spread across his face, mingling relief with gratitude.
"That's wonderful! Miss Yor, you've been a tremendous help. I don't know how to thank you and your coworkers."
Yor waved a hand, looking a little embarrassed. "It's nothing, Mr. Loid. We're family, after