Ibiki explained how important intelligence was to a ninja and showed them his scar-covered head.
Then he began explaining the painful lessons that came from lacking intelligence.
However, the silence laden with those grim lessons did not last long.
Crash!
The sudden sound of shattering glass shattered the examination room's stillness!
A tall window on one side of the room broke, sending shards of glass flying everywhere.
An agile figure burst through the window amid scattered fragments of sunlight, making a spectacular entrance.
She moved incredibly fast, her movements fluid and full of wild grace.
The instant she leaped into the room, she flung up both hands-
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two kunai with objects attached whistled through the air and lodged precisely in the ceiling in front of the examination room's platform.
At the same time, a thick, dark red curtain prepared in advance snapped open in front of the platform, pulled by thin cords attached to the ends of the kunai, and hid Ibiki from view.
Several large words were scrawled across the curtain in striking white paint:
"Second-round examiner Mitaraishi Anko has arrived!"
The lettering was flamboyant, its strokes brimming with carefree bravado.
The figure was none other than the examiner for the second round, Mitaraishi Anko.
Like a nimble swift, she landed directly in front of the freshly unfurled curtain.
She steadied herself, dressed in a tight black mesh combat outfit that allowed easy movement, with a beige trench coat over it. Her short, deep purple hair gave her a sharp, efficient look.
Anko swept her keen, excited gaze over the dumbstruck examinees below.
Then she raised her right hand and gave the lettered curtain behind her several firm, rather showy pats, producing muffled thumps.
"Don't celebrate just yet!"
Mitaraishi Anko's voice was loud and penetrating, carrying an