Chapter 105
Today was a very lucky day for Natsuki.
Out of the blue, Yamashiro Aoba—who had been rather hands-off with Natsuki—sought him out, saying he'd take him to meet Iwashi and Genma, the two former bodyguards of the Fourth Hokage.
Natsuki was instantly thrilled, following Aoba closely while wondering how to win them over.
But clearly, Natsuki underestimated his own fame.
Before long, Aoba found the two at the edge of the Forest of Death.
"Iwashi, Genma—I brought the kid. Are you guys done?" Aoba greeted them.
"Perfect timing," Iwashi nodded. "We just wrapped up. The Forest of Death is big, but not hard to comb through. The problem is there are too many places to hide—especially if it's someone like Orochimaru. If he insists on hiding, we may never find him."
Genma, chewing on his long senbon needle, locked eyes on Natsuki.
"So you're the one everyone's been buzzing about lately—Konoha's Demon Blade Natsuki, huh?"
Demon Blade? Me?
Natsuki was a bit confused but quickly greeted them, "Good evening, seniors. You're scouting for Orochimaru, right? I hope I'm not disturbing your work?"
These days, most of the chunin and higher-ranked shinobi were busy investigating Orochimaru's movements. The Forest of Death, the upcoming exam venue, was a particular point of concern—they feared Orochimaru might ambush examinees.