Outside the emergency room, Aoyama sat next to Shino with a sad face. Half of her was worried about Hanoi's anger, and the other half was worried about Hinata's injury. The two just sat quietly outside.
The waiting time was the longest, every minute and second felt like three years. However, without waiting for the emergency room's red light to go out, another stretcher was carried in. Lying on it was the unconscious Tetsuya, and Kurenai followed behind with a worried face.
"Kurenai sensei, what happened to Tetsuya?" Shino, who was famous for his calmness, suddenly stood up, and his tone couldn't hide his anxiety. After all, his companions were sent to the emergency room one after another, even Shino couldn't calm down.
Soon, Tetsuya was sent to another emergency room, and Kurenai looked at Shino. "Tetsuya fought with Sand Crypsis' My Love, and he broke a lot of bones, and he also has serious internal bleeding."
Kurenai's tone was full of worry and anger. Her own student was beaten up like this, but this is the Chunin Exam, and she can't do anything that will hinder the competition.
"By the way, Shino, hurry up and go to the venue … Aoyama is also here, the two of you hurry up, the preliminaries are already over, and they will soon draw lots to decide the opponents for the official competition." Kurenai noticed Aoyama standing behind and urged Aoyama and Shino to go over.
"Hurry up, I will look after Hinata and Tetsuya." Kurenai sat on the chair, patiently waiting for her two injured students.
In the venue, eight or nine people stood in front of the Three Generations old man, and each of them was holding a piece of paper.
Anko, who was holding a box, saw Aoyama and Shino walking over, and her loud voice immediately sounded. "Yo, Aoyama, hurry up and come over, we are just about to draw lots, you two hurry up and draw lots."
"No. 3." Aoyama held a piece of paper in her hand. Everyone got a note, except for Sasuke, who had left early.
"That's all I have to say. If there's anyone who doesn't understand, you can ask the others later. Your battle order will be according to this list." Yi Bixi held a list in his hand. It was the battle order of the qualifier.
The first match was Haku VS Kankuro; the second match was Tsuka Aoyama VS My Love; the third match was Tengu Natsume VS Shikamaru Nara; the fourth match was Sasuke Uchiha VS Uzumaki Naruto; the fifth match was Aburame Shino VS Hinata Ningji; the sixth match was Ichijō VS Hand Bow.
There were a total of six matches, nine Kiba Ninjas and three Sand Crypsis Ninjas. It was a battle between Kiba and Sand Crypsis.
"See you in a month, you can leave now." Three Generations waved his hand with a pipe in his mouth, indicating that everyone could leave.
Everyone left in twos and threes, and the huge venue became even more empty.
"Aoyama -sama, are we leaving as well?" Aromatic Phosphorus came over. Just now, she had been standing at the periphery to watch the show, and now that everyone had left, she squeezed her way over. As for Qian Yu, he had already disappeared.
"We will leave soon, after I hear a person's reply." Aoyama smiled lightly and looked at the girl who was walking over.
"What's your decision? I will ask again, do you want to be my subordinate? "Aoyama revealed a faint smile.
"Subordinate … Aren't you going to join the dark department? … "Natsume stared blankly for a moment, then his pitch-black eyes stared fixedly at Aoyama," Then, if I become your subordinate, can I become as strong as you? "
"It is very difficult to become as strong as me, but I will definitely help you become stronger. After all, a subordinate that is too weak is useless." Aoyama replied.
Natsume's face was tense, and he seemed to be thinking with all his might. In the end, he revealed an expression of determination and looked at Aoyama with determination, "I agree."
"Last question, why do you want to become stronger? To be honest, I don't have much hope in recruiting you, and I even want to play some tricks on you. "Aoyama looked at Natsume curiously. He could hear Natsume's thirst for power.
"… I used to have a younger sister, a younger brother who was one year younger than me. Four years ago, when we went for an outing, I saw him fall from a cliff with my own eyes. However, I was unable to save him, and I didn't have the strength to save him …" Natsume's tone was very calm, to the point that it made Aoyama feel a little scared.
"Erm, I understand, I am very sorry about what happened to you." Aoyama immediately interrupted Natsume's words. He couldn't continue the topic anymore, he felt that it was too heavy.
"Then, I will also call you that, Aoyama -sama." Natsume's psychological quality seemed to be very strong, and very soon, he regained his lively personality.
"Oh right, Natsume, where does your family live? If you want to become stronger, you can start the special training in the next month. " Aoyama's group of five chatted as they walked, and left the 44th practice field … This place was too big, it was simply too strange. Leaving the practice field took quite a bit of time, and by the time they reached home, it was already evening.
Tsuka's house.
The old two-story house welcomed two new residents. Fortunately, there were enough guest rooms, and everyone had their own room. With two men and three women, the house became even livelier.
"Tell me, why did you move?" Aoyama sat in front of the table and looked at Natsume who was smiling very happily, and his expression became tense.
"Didn't Aoyama -sama say that we are going to have special training? That's why I moved here. After all, I am the only one at home. "Natsume said very indifferently.
Aoyama became silent. Why is it that each and every one of them has a tragic background? Haku, Azuma, and Aromatic Phosphorus don't have any relatives or friends, and now that Natsume is here, it is still the same. Although it is more convenient to have a subordinate like this, it still feels a little stifling!
"Then, did your original teammates and the jounin team leader have any objections?" Aoyama asked again. Normally, the invitation to join the Anbu wasn't forced, and the person himself could reject it. Furthermore, for a genin like Natsume who was under the jounin team leader's jurisdiction, it was even more troublesome.
However, there was indeed no situation where a genin was invited to join the Anbu, or rather, it should be said that this was an unusual situation.
"Nope! They agreed very straightforwardly. After everyone had a meal together, they sent me to the door and then left. "Natsume replied." Oh right, they sent me to the door! Not the small apartment that I used to live in. "
"That doesn't matter." Aoyama scratched his head as he felt a headache coming on. "Then that's it, let's all stay here!"
Azuma and Aromatic Phosphorus went to help Natsume tidy up the room. As the only male in the house, Haku served tea and then sat opposite Aoyama. "Aoyama -sama, what do we do in a month?"
"What do we do?" Aoyama looked at his bandaged hands, and with a thought, the Hyorinmaru fell into his hands. He pulled it out, and the shiny white blade reflected the light.
"Power, Haku, we all need power. Right now, we are still too weak. We thought that we had the power to resist, but in the end, we were still defeated. This can't go on, we can't do anything if this goes on." Aoyama's eyes flashed with a crazy flame, full of thirst for power.
"That's why I have to make some changes, even if it means I have to obtain power." The flame in Aoyama's eyes subsided, leaving only a faint light.
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