… Was it that late?! Wait, that meant…
Hmh… actually, taking a closer look above him, the starry sky above the area was nothing short of pretty. Was this going to be some sort of star navigation test? In that case, Kojirou was-
Oh, there was a strange voice echoing out to them in a weirdly raspy fashion, as if the voice was transported through a steel can. Upon looking around, wanting to attach a face to that strange voice, Kojirou eyed some random block of room in the distant top – someone was standing there, but beyond that, the swordsman hadn’t yet focused his eyes hard enough. Then again, he was in quite great need of a damn nap – his eyes were heavy enough to begin with.
… Upon hearing that this was to be a Puzzle test, Kojirou’s blood ran cold. Yup, that ought to wake him up, but not in any good way – his arms had begun shaking a little just at the notion, for this definitely required him to grind his brain up for just a little longer. He couldn’t take it easy just yet, and he just ran in from a nigh 24-hour race…
But in Kojirou’s world, that was the only issue in front of him. Uh, Iwa-nin? He had no beef with them – it wasn’t like he had ever stumbled upon them prior to the Chūnin Exams, nor did he care much about past stuff. They were neighbors, and this entire journey had been a blast up until now, so in Kojirou’s eyes, Iwagakure was a pretty rad village… and his ox-like, carefree face that just didn’t hold any ill made that blatantly clear to anyone… if you could see his face, that was. Due to fatigue, Kojirou was joyously enjoying the comfort of the dusty ground – he had fallen flat face first and was hugging the ground to rest a little. He was still conscious, but far from in top form. He didn’t have the stamina of a redhead hero. If anything, he was extremely good at burning out.
Still, if he managed to roll around and take a glance… just slowly… he was lucky to have remained with his fellow Kusa-nin as well. Atagi was on the move, and one of the unfamiliar shinobi had hypothesized that those numbers on the tiles were actually the weights of each person in the cavern. That included himself… but who on earth weighed 911-
Ohhhhh… good point, kunoichi. Reverse the numbers, and the biggest weight would definitely be 163. The bright-haired kunoichi already knew her own weight, so that was great as well… but Kojirou wasn’t ready to reveal a certain, minor issue… see, she suggested that they just stand on the scale that matched each of them, but-
… Uhm… should he tell her? Argh, at first, he should get up on his feet – Kuwana had taught him enough about hugging the ground. Dusting off his haori, he’d eye Atagi and the bright-haired kunoichi with a look of worry, then glare at the shortest boy around for a brief moment, then glare back at Koume. Now…
Atagi was likely the heaviest, no offense. Height and all, and maybe he just had high bone density. The kunoichi knew hers, and… the spiky-haired boy probably weighed the least. Just probably – Kojirou was ready to learn a new thing or two any day, but for now, he assumed so. That meant that 99, 163 and 85 were taken. It left 119 and 121…
"…”
He knew damn well better than to openly state that Koume weighed more than him, so he immediately followed their plan and was about to step on the scale with the number ‘121’ scribed onto it. "… W-Wait, yeah, the stones… maybe they just mean Iwa-nin. Stone Ninja. But… I mean… my clan used to live in Tsuchi no Kuni, so in a way, I could be an honorary Stone Ninja. Hehe. I don’t know about you two, though,” Kojirou expressed his happy-go-lucky straw-picking explanation before stepping on the scale numbered ‘121’. He was wobbly on his step, though, as a result of fatigue. Something he'd have to fix by the time they found a way through this round. "… A-Actually, no, that sounds weird…”
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