- If Surizawa-chan continues to progress at the same rate, she might be able to pass the next degree in six months," he nodded, stepping aside with me so as not to disturb the other colleagues.
- Six months," I raised an eyebrow in surprise, "I'd estimate that she was a year or two away from promotion, even with her newfound zeal.
- I told you," Kuminaro sighed, patting me on the shoulder, 'it's not like trying to pass the exam with old Hishi,' he paused for a moment, remembering, and then continued, "those were good times.
- As if a bureaucrat who had nothing to do with iryonins and was unaware of all the nuances of our work would be able to fix something better than a shinobi who had been doing it longer than both of us have been alive in the world combined," I snorted contemptuously, expressing my attitude toward the idiot who'd come up with it.
There was nothing more to say about it - my friend already knew my opinion of the Hokage and Co.'s machinations, and fully supported it, as did the vast majority of the hospital staff.
- By the way, congratulations on the excellent results of the students at the tournament," he said after a bit of silence. "They were excellent in almost every fight, and the finals were amazing, despite the loss of Ba-chan! I can't even believe that these are recent genin who were ranked last in the academy!
- If you knew how hard it was for me and the girls," I sighed, shaking my head, but my lips spread into a proud smile.
It's always damn nice to hear praise for your work, especially when it's deserved. Kei wasn't the first person I'd heard it from - a large number of my friends and acquaintances had decided to express their admiration for my students in the finals, and some of them were interested in some of the seals that were not available at the shop, so the chunin exam had been an advertisement for my seals.
- Ryo-san," a voice behind me caught my attention.
Turning around, I saw Hyuga Hizashi, wearing strict robes very similar to mine, but with a different kamon.
- Hizashi-san," I bowed to him, "my condolences.
- It was to be expected," the byakugan wielder replied stoically.
I could only nod at that, as anyone who had heard the news could see that the old iryonin was not going to be around much longer.
- So what did you want, Mr. Hisashi? - He didn't just walk up.
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