186. Poor fox


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Boring!” And wasn’t that the truth. The downside to finishing so quickly is the boredom of waiting for five whole days. Even worse is that those that finish can’t leave the tower for the duration of the test. Because of this it is understandable that Tomoka is bored out of her mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Come on Tomoka, it''s only been two hours since we finished.” Hearing Nozomi’s rxed reply made Tomoka’s eyebrow twitch. The girl had brought some reading material since she already guessed this would happen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, just rx and enjoy the free time.” Tomoka’s eyebrow twitched again hearing Hinata’s follow up. The girl busied herself with painting her nails.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fine! But once this is over I will train you two twice, no, thrice as hard!” Following Tomoka’s deration were the groans of spiritual pain the other two felt at the time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Isn’t that taking it a bit too far?” Nozomi begged with crocodile tears at the edge of her eyes. Hinata for her part looked like a bubble head with how much and hard she was nodding.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I might reconsider if you two help me with my boredom.” Yeah, Tomoka could take control of one of her phantoms and mess with others still struggling with the test. Or she could review the constant stream of info her research phantoms were feeding her. And yes, she is doing that as well. The thing is that her processing power allows for that and more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“We could figure something out~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe, I like what you are thinking Hinata, I’m in.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Like that the girls spent most of their free time inside their assigned room having fun. Five days went by and so everyone that would pass this section of the exam stood in front of the Hokage inside training ground seventeen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Congrattions to all twenty seven contestants that passed…” The old man began exining the true purpose of the exams and the rules for the next as well as the fact every contestant would need to go through preliminaries first.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘When is he going to shut the hell up! This feels just like the entry speech for the academy!’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Maybe the old goat likes the sound of his own voice.]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Yeah, I am sure that is the case. Well not like it matters much, the bastard will die next month anyway, I’ll make sure of that’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[But you will have to listen to his speech again when the actual tournament begins]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Fuck, should I kill him before hand? But if I do, who knows if Orochi will follow his n? I need to establish contact with him.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[It’s your choice anyway, if I were you though, I would have gutted the old goat a long time ago.]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Yeah, yeah, I know, though your opinion doesn’t count. You have wanted to kill him for the longest time already anyway.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Changing topic, what will you do if you have to fight against Nozomi or Hinata?]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Isn’t it obvious? I will beat the shit out of them!’ At that moment both girls felt a cold shiver running up their spine.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[Wow, really? No mercy?]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘None at all. I do love hard, and I fight even harder.’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[AAAAAAAAAAH! I didn’t need to hear that! Damnit Tomoka I really didn’t need to hear that!]


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Quit crying you old fox, I bet you saw Mito getting it on with Hashirama plenty of times, not to mention Kushina and Minato.’ After saying that Tomoka heard heaving soundsing from inside her mind.


    <span style="font-weight:400">‘Oi! Don’t puke inside my head!’


    <span style="font-weight:400">[I feel sick] The next moment the poor fox began puking his guts out. He had repressed those memories with all his might and now they were back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">[I’ll, I’ll get you for… this.]