I Survived in Anbu to Become Super Kage

Inside the Crane Moon Izakaya, Yako listened to the chatter of the regular patrons.

"Did you hear? The first Jonin Assembly Meeting since the end of the great ninja war still hasn't convened."

"You're just a Chunin. Why are you stressing over the Jonin Assembly Meeting?"

"Why shouldn't I stress over it? I might not have the guts to shout about becoming Hokage like the young clan heirs do, but can't I at least shout that I'll become a Jonin sooner or later?"

"By the time you make Jonin, I'll be the supreme commander of the battlefield."

"A few drinks in and you piss your brains right down the toilet. I'm talking about the Jonin Assembly Meeting being stalled, and look where you took it."

"I heard the Third Hokage hasn't even finished reviewing the Jonin recommendations sent to the Hokage Building yet. It's driving the Special Jonin crazy—they wish they could run to the Hokage Building three times a day."

"No Special Jonin is that desperate. Special Jonin are experts—at least in a particular field."

Listening to their banter, Yako thought to himself that the post-war Jonin promotions had already become such a pressing issue that even ordinary ninja were gossiping about it.