"Don't worry, Lord Daimyo."
Anko swallowed the remaining dumplings in a few quick bites, casually tossed the bamboo skewer into the trash can at her feet, and dusted off her hands. Her smile brimmed with confidence, even a hint of eagerness.
She patted her ample chest and gave her assurance:
"Forget the Ninjas from these Small Countries. Even in Konoha, there are only a handful who could reliably beat me.
I'm actually looking forward to stretching my legs! Staying here all day has practically left my bones rusting!"
Though Anko's words were a little exaggerated, they weren't entirely unfounded.
As Orochimaru's former student, she had no shortage of talent. After the events of the Chunin Ninja Exams and her subsequent training, her strength had improved further, making her one of Konoha's outstanding Jonin.
Guard duty was usually quiet, and she really was itching for some action.
Kazahana Koyuki smiled faintly at this, feeling somewhat reassured.
With Anko beside her, along with the mansion's other guards and the trusted aides Sandayu had arranged, her safety should be assured.
She straightened her clothes and sat upright in the seat of honor, waiting for the Konoha Envoy who claimed to be Naruto's father.
Sandayu led Minato Namikaze through the corridors, now brighter and warmer after their renovation, to the door of the reception room in the Daimyo's Mansion.
Sandayu stepped ahead, gently slid open the elegant door, and moved aside, gesturing respectfully for him to enter.
"My lord, Her Highness the Daimyo is waiting inside. Please."
With a warm smile, Minato Namikaze nodded his thanks to Sandayu, then stepped calmly into the reception room.
Warm sunlight streamed through the broad latticed windows, spilling onto the gleaming floor.
Kazahana Koyuki sat in the seat of honor, poised and dignified.
Not far from her stood