Six days passed.
At last, they arrived at Iwagakure.
Clack, clack!
The rumble of the carriage gradually slowed to a stop.
Luo Mang jumped straight down without a moment's hesitation.
Creak, creak.
"Ow, that ride flattened my butt."
"Haha, I told you the road wouldn't be comfortable." The teacher beside him climbed down too and laughed at the sight of Luo Mang.
"Ugh, it was too hard. That seat was seriously too hard."
Luo Mang held his head as he complained. He wasn't angry, but he certainly didn't want to go through that experience a second time.
Even a couple of wool cushions would have helped.
Luo Mang gently offered his suggestion.
"Hmm..."
The Jonin teacher merely drew out the sound, looking a little awkward.
Two wool cushions were meaningless to them.
Yes, meaningless, not unaffordable. After all, their village belonged to one of the Five Great Nations.
If they couldn't even afford a cushion, they might as well jump off a cliff and end it all.
It simply wasn't worth the bother.
They had failed to think things through when hosting a guest this time, which explained the awkward look on his face.
But Luo Mang had already practiced the Iron Butt Technique, and no explanation could undo that. Better to take him into the village and entertain him first.
"Let's head into the village first. Stand for a bit, jump around a little. Once you've met Lord Tsuchikage, you can go back and rest."
"Once you feel settled in, we'll begin your lessons."
An Exchange Student sent by Konoha naturally deserved special privileges. Besides, the symbolic significance outweighed the actual educational value of the exchange.
As long as he stayed in the village, the plan was already fulfilled. Nothing else really mattered. At most, they would find him