Arc XII Chapter 1

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    Arc XII Chapter 1

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    Kakashi entered, his hands in his pockets, an old habit of his. “Hokage-sama, you have called for me?”

    “I have, Kakashi.” Tsunade was sitting at her desk, her eyes focused on him. Shizune flanked her, the piggie in her arms. The sun penetrated the window, casting a warm glow through the room. “I am glad that you have come. I was already expecting you.”

    “Here I am.” Kakashi acknowledged her words, his expression calm and collected. “So you have a mission for me?”

    Tsunade nodded. “As you might know, Suna and we are planning to organise the next chunin exams together. That is why we are currently sending out invitations to the various villages, asking them to join. And that that is where you come into play, Kakashi.”

    “...” Kakashi raised an eyebrow, listening.

    Tsunade deposited a scroll on the table, her finger pointing at the map, pointing at a certain village. “I have a special task for you. I want you to deliver this scroll to Amegakure. It''s an official invitation for them to join the chunin exams. Hanzo the Salamander was always eager to send his genin. They will probably do so again.”

    “I see ... Is that all?” Kakashi mused.

    Tsunade shook her head, confirming his suspicions. This wasn''t a mere diplomatic mission.“No, there is also something else that you must do.”

    Because they were all armoured, clad in steel. Every single one of them. They wore greaves. They wore cuisses. They wore tassets. They wore gauntlets. They wore vambrances. And they wore a cuirass beneath their flak jacket, protecting their torso. These guards were armoured far more than usual, far more than usual in peacetime. It concerned him.

    In fact, they reminded him of the ANBU. Especially, with their tantos sheathed on their backs. But they weren’t ANBU. They still wore their forehead protectors with open pride and on their sleeves was emblazoned a conspicuous crest, a mon for everyone to see. It was a black chrysanthemum on black ground.

    “... ... ...” Kakashi narrowed his eyes. He had no idea what the crest stood for, or whom it belonged to. What he knew, however, was that the crest was important. His guts told him so, and they were rarely wrong.

    “Tsk!” The guard clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed by his silence. “Hey, you, are you listening? We are talking to you?”

    “...” Kakashi concealed his face beneath his hood, only to respond with an air of authority. “I am Hatake Kakashi. I am a ninja of Konoha, and I am here in the name of my village to deliver a scroll to your leaders.”

    “...” The two guards eyed him with caution. They distrusted him. It was time.

    “...” Kakashi pulled back his hood to reveal his white hair and his forehead protector. Both identified him as a true ninja of Konoha, as the son of the legendary White Fang. “I repeat, I act and speak in the name of Konoha. I am here on an official mission.”

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