The next day.
At a training ground in Konoha.
"Ah!!! Why the hell do I still have to see you after we've been assigned to teams, you white-haired bastard?!" Obito looked utterly distraught as he stared at the last person he wanted to see.
"You think I want this, idiot?" Despair mingled with the shock in Kakashi's eyes.
"All right, you two. We're a team now, so you'd better get along." A sharp gaze swept over them as Rin spoke sternly.
"Count yourself lucky. The only reason you're not flat on the ground right now is that I'm doing Rin a favor," Kakashi said, withdrawing his gaze and looking at Obito with disdain.
"Fuck you, Kakashi! I've had enough of you, you bastard!!!" Seething, Obito pulled a grenade from his crotch, ready to fight Kakashi to the death.
At the same time, Kakashi pulled his high-tech White Fang blade from his own crotch and fixed Obito with a piercing stare.
"You two!" A vein bulged on Rin's forehead at the sight. Before Kakashi and Obito's dumbfounded eyes, two pistols appeared in her hands, their barrels pressed against the boys' foreheads.
Inside the Hokage Office not far away.
The jonin and Orochimaru fell silent as they watched the surveillance footage projected before them.
"Shinobi these days sure pack some firepower," someone in the crowd remarked.
"Yeah, absolutely."
"Konoha really is brimming with life these days."
"Exactly. Konoha's been getting better and better under the Fourth Hokage. Back in the old days, could those penniless Hyuga have afforded two guns apiece?"
"Right, right—wait, I'm from the Hyuga Clan! Which bastard called us penniless?!"
"Jonin Fukuda, the shinobi world has been rather unsettled lately. We need to send more shinobi to patrol the Land of Wind's border. Of all the jonin, your