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A few minutes later, a group of 3 people arrived at the administrative building. It was one-story and had a fairly large hall, in which there were several ordinary people filling out their order.
After walking through the hall and entering the next room, a fairly spacious room appeared, with groups of 4-5 Hyuga people dressed in combat attire.
In general, the combat attire did not differ from the standard clothing of the clan, with the exception of a few iron plates on the arms and other parts of the body. For Hyuga, relying on hand-to-hand combat and the ability to release chakra from any tenketsu on the body, wearing heavy armor was impractical.
Entering a separate room, one could see that there were 10 people in it. Of these, 3 people did not have a seal on their foreheads, which is evidence of their belonging to the main branch.
Among them, there were two boys 4-5 years old, with an indifferent expression on their faces. The third was an old lady with an abundance of wrinkles and gray hair. She was standing off to the side, talking to one of the boys. Hearing that someone had entered, the members of the main branch looked at Samato's group and nodded their heads in greeting.
The rest were members of the side branch and when they saw Ame and Hanshi, they bowed respectfully. Approaching the assembled group, the old woman, looking at the sickly-looking Hanshi, said in a rather worried tone.
- Hanshi-san, you look unwell, this old lady recommends you to to med-nin. Oh, yes, that's right, you're a medic, I'm sorry, old age is not a joy, it completely flew out of my head.
Smiling, Hanshi politely replied.
- I understand, I understand. You'd better come to me, I definitely have a remedy for your dementia. Still, for you, forgetfulness is a pretty bad thing, suddenly you forget where the money of the clan has gone.
- Yes, you are right, maybe I really need some kind of remedy, but perhaps I will refuse your help. After all, I heard that some of your patients died.
Gritting his teeth, Hanshi was able to restrain a smile.
- I think your memory has failed you again. Most of my patients are healthy, you can even try to remember by asking some of those present here. Although it is a pity that your problems have progressed so much, it may be worth informing the head of the clan about this so that he knows about possible problems due to your forgetfulness.
After being silent for a few seconds and calming down, Elder Saumi opened her mouth to answer something, when Ame suddenly intervened.
- Ahem, I would like to suggest moving on to why we are gathered here. There is not much time.
Looking at the speaker with displeasure, the old woman muttered something and said.
- Okay.
Nodding respectfully and examining the children, he said.
– The mission is to destroy a group of bandits, not far from the clan territory. There are a few ninjas among them, but they shouldn't be a problem. Members of the side branch will only intervene if you are not in serious danger. In this mission you have to work in a team and show the result of your training. Everything is clear.
- Yes.
- Ahem, ahem, please listen to me now. Hanshi said, drawing attention. – I understand that you are impatient to show yourself, but I ask you to show restraint. Underestimate the opponent, I've seen many who considered themselves superior just because he's from our clan.
- Hanshi-san, are you saying our clan is weak?
Casting a fleeting glance at the old woman who interrupted him, he did not answer anything.
- I hope you heard me.
- The head of the group will be Hiko, if anything, contact him.
Ame said, pointing to a 20-year-old man standing nearby. His appearance was similar to a typical Hyuga, with black hair and white eyes. On his forehead, he had a black bandage covering the mark. The only thing that attracted attention was a rather large scar under his right eye. When he heard what was being said about him, he bowed respectfully.
- All the features and unmentioned details of your mission, you will hear from him on the way to the goal. Well good luck.
After that, the elders and attendants present said goodbye to the children and stood watching as a group of 9 people left the room. Hanshi, looking at the middle-aged woman who had been silent all the time, asked in a questioning tone.
- Why didn't Youma accompany his nephew? After all, this is the first time Kuzu leaves the clan's territory.
The woman, who was not expecting the question, was a little surprised, but realizing who was addressing her, smiled sadly and answered.
- Hanshi-dano, unfortunately Yoma-dano is busy and cannot attend.
Realizing something, Hanshi shook his head.
- He puts too much pressure on the child. This can lead to tragedy. Eh, poor boy.
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Jumping from branch to branch, Samato who was on the right of Kuzu and Satoshi listened to the commander of the group in front of them.
- Our employer is several villages in the northern side of our territories. These villages are terrorized by a group of bandits, whose number of people will number about 60-70 people. There are about 5 ninjas among them, but this is inaccurate. The bandits' equipment is mixed, but for the most part it is what they were able to remove from the corpses or steal. All this information was provided by the villagers, so it will be necessary to conduct reconnaissance before starting. They also reported that in the villages, which were also going to impoverish funds for hiring, there was a massacre. The mission, as it is already clear, is to completely destroy the gang members. If there are any questions, I will try to answer.
- Why we were gathered into a group, my uncle said earlier that this would be a personal task for me. How can I prove my strength if others interfere with me?
Most of the group cast a rather strange look at the boy who spoke. Hiko, realizing what exactly was bothering the child, was about to answer when he was interrupted by a rather calm, but with a degree of arrogance, voice.
- Who exactly is going to bother you here? If you're not deaf, then you should have heard. Our opponent is a group of more than 50 people. Of course, I heard from my grandmother that your talent is negligible, but who would have thought that intelligence has not gone far.
Hearing the insult, Kuzu glared at his temporary partner. Gritting his teeth, he restrained himself and growled softly.
- I'm not weak, you'll see it soon!
Listening to the exchange next to him, Samato smiled inwardly.
"I think it will be a little easier to get byakugan. It's good when people have such complexes. It's worth adding a little oil to the fire"
- Have you heard somewhere what Satoshi said about your weakness? After all, you probably do have hearing problems. If you want, can I help? Although my help will not increase your meager talent and will not save you from stupidity, but I can definitely cure deafness.
Hearing the second mockery, a flame broke out in the depths of Kuzu's soul. Glaring angrily and intently at the speakers, he was about to open his mouth when a rather serious and heavy voice was heard.
- Stop it! Once again it will happen again and all three of you will be in trouble. Now you are a team and you must act together. You'd better shut up, we need to speed up.
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