A whirlwind stirred in the center of the arena, and withered leaves were whipped around by the airflow.
Two figures abruptly appeared right in the middle of the grounds.
Kakashi Hatake held his little orange book and wore a sleepy expression, with Sasuke Uchiha standing beside him in black clothes and black pants, his face cold enough to scrape two taels of frost off.
The entire stadium fell dead silent for a second.
"Sasuke-kun! Ahhh! You're so handsome!"
"Sasuke-kun, look over here! I'm Ino!"
Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka completely disregarded their ladylike images at the moment, clinging to the railing and waving wildly, their voices splitting from shouting.
Son Goten sat in the back row, and his extra-large bucket of popcorn was already empty.
He grabbed the last two kernels, stuffed them into Hinata Hyuga's little mouth in his arms, and casually pinched her soft, plump cheek.
"Tch, you finally bothered to come out."
Son Goten chewed on the unpopped corn kernels with loud crunching noises and a look of displeasure.
"If you didn't come, the air in this Arena would be sucked dry by this poser, acting like a savior descending, and he doesn't even care what time it is."
Hinata's cheeks flushed pink from the pinch, popcorn held in her mouth with puffed-up cheeks. Wanting to speak yet not daring to, she could only obediently let Goten play with the tips of her hair.
Down below, Sasuke didn't even glance at the spectator stands, his black eyes fixed dead on Gaara opposite him.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
Sasuke spat out three words, single-handedly shoved his hand into his pocket, and struck what he considered his coolest pose.
Gaara crossed his arms, his eyes densely packed with bloodshot veins. That uncontrollable killing intent caused his entire body