Gaara's gaze lingered on Hayashi for a moment.
But he did not approach.
His eyes shifted away from him and slowly swept around the exam hall before withdrawing.
-as though checking whether anyone else in the room was worth killing.
Hayashi had no time for him right now.
There would be plenty of time to settle the score with Big Gourd later.
Right now, someone else in his sights needed a more thorough "understanding."
In a corner of the exam hall, a boy sat cross-legged on the floor, a row of cards solemnly laid out in front of him as he called at the top of his lungs:
"Come on over, take a look-"
"The latest intel for the Chunin Ninja Exams! Ninja cards, fair prices for all!"
Gray-white hair, round glasses, and a smile that looked utterly harmless.
"I'm Kabuto Yakushi. I may not look it, but this is my seventh time taking the Chunin Ninja Exams."
Well, well.
The cobra that slithered out of the snake den has set up shop today.
Just last night, that "Lord Kazekage" had confirmed that he had inherited the Mind's Eye of the Kagura and possessed the Uzumaki Clan's abilities.
And today, this one dared sit right under his nose, bold as brass.
All right, all right. You've certainly got guts.
Then let's go meet him.
But before he could move, someone else beat him to it.
Hayashi stopped in his tracks.
Fine by me. Let's see what this "senior Kabuto" is really peddling.
Sasuke walked straight over, stopped before the row of cards, and gave his name in a low voice.
"Oh?" Kabuto adjusted his glasses, their lenses catching the light. "Sasuke, right? Yes, I've got yours."
He drew a card and fed chakra into it-
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