The Arena was in chaos, with broken stone and rubble strewn everywhere.
At the gap in the stands, the figure carrying the enormous Three Star Fan flickered once before disappearing into the dense forest.
Son Goten's eyelid twitched, and he slapped his thigh in agitation.
"Oh no, oh no! My cooked duck's about to fly away! The wife I almost had is running off!"
He turned and spoke rapidly to the girls behind him. "Find somewhere safe to hide, and don't wander off! I'm going to catch that woman who hasn't paid her debt!"
Before Ino could ask what debt he meant, her vision blurred, and the black-haired boy was gone.
Down below, Kakashi Hatake was being held up by two elite Sand Jonin.
Holding a kunai, his Sharingan spinning rapidly, he was about to form hand seals and unleash Lightning Blade when he suddenly sensed someone land beside him.
Thud! The ground shook.
Son Goten kicked away a Sound Ninja who had been about to ambush Kakashi. Before the ninja could even scream, he slammed into the wall and became embedded in it.
"Kakashi-sensei!"
Son Goten dusted himself off, looking perfectly serious. "I'll leave this to you. I'm going after that woman with the fan. She's my third wife, and she hasn't returned what she owes me!"
Kakashi's hands froze. His exposed, dead-fish eye went round, and a wind blade from his opponent nearly took his head off.
He dodged sideways and stared at Son Goten in astonishment. "Th-third wife? Konoha is on the verge of collapse, and you're telling me you're going after your wife?"
"This is important!"
Son Goten pointed in the direction Temari had disappeared, utterly convinced he was in the right. "Last time we ate together, she agreed we'd split the bill, but she skipped