I dunno man. Getting to serve their country, being fabulously rich, fat, happy and having the resources to pursue your hobbies or interests doesn't sound like a bad life to most people.
I dunno. There's a distinct difference between the kind of baseline background disrespect you get as just a lower-caste person than the acute targeted disrespect you get as someone who offends the sensibilities of the upper caste. Like, just look at the derogatory terms we've heard of, "softfoot" vs "skinwaste". One of those sounds like a general dismissal, a vague assertion of inferiority, while the other is meant to make your skin crawl with disgust.
A chakra-donor not-ninja would be in this strange alienating social position where all the actual ninja look at them like cripples or cowards, not just inferiors but failures, while the civilians likely still see these people as someone set apart from them, a chakra-haver in a world where that's supposed to be synonymous with "ninja", making them isolated from both social groups.
Like literally any other problem in existence, this can be solved by a good PR campaign.
We'd be creating a social caste basically ex nihilo, and the masses we want to manipulate won't know it's going to happen in advance. We have a first-mover advantage; we can inject them with the right memagents before they even know they're under attack, before our potential adversaries can spin up defensive measures.
As you've pointed out, the main issue would be the association between these new "chakra donors" and the old "skinwastes". We'd need to destroy that association: figure out how to present the new demographic in a way that makes people interpret its members as "elevated civilians" rather than "failed ninja". That can be accomplished in a number of ways; off the top of my head:
Create a few cases of chakra donors being produced by literally elevating civilians, rather than from failed ninja. E. g., find a few civilians with chakra coils big enough to train, but who were missed in childhood, pay them to develop their coils, them make them the public faces of the campaign.
Simultaneously, maybe make a few notable cases of "skinwastes" failing to be promoted to chakra donors. And inasmuch as you do draw on the "skinwaste" demographic, keep those cases as quiet as possible.
Modify Academy policies such that those who'd go into the "chakra donor" track are found out quickly, and pulled out of the ninja track quickly – before the other children in their group can identify them as "not fit to be ninja" and therefore "a skinwaste". Ideally, don't put them in the ninja track at all, do the sorting during some preliminary array of tests.
Disassociate the chakra-donor program from the ninja program as much as possible. The chakra donors are not trained at the Academy but at some other building; they're trained using techniques superficially different from those the ninja use to train their chakra; whatever terminology is used is similarly superficially modified; the first generation is trained not by Academy instructors but by e. g. med-nin, and all subsequent generations are trained by other chakra donors, never by ninja; they're primarily managed by civilian authorities like the Merchant Council rather than the military authorities; et cetera.
Run some sort of social campaign where the chakra-donor demographic is embraced and claimed by the civilian demographic. Ensure the chakra donors primarily mingle with other civilians, and are seen as civilian celebrities, and maybe wield civilian political power.
Simultaneously, run a secondary campaign focused on solidifying or redeeming the concept of a "skinwaste" as well. But, and this is crucial, make all the messaging there orthogonal to the messaging in the chakra-donor campaign. Don't contrast the two, don't create the impression that e. g. a "skinwaste" is someone who'd failed to be even a chakra donor: just use completely different terminology, completely different stereotypization, et cetera. Decouple the two concepts. Make it clear that "a chakra donor" isn't just a rebranding of "a skinwaste" by making it clear that "skinwastes" still exist even in a world of chakra donors.
And so on. I'm sure Mari can come up with some even better ideas.
We can do anything if we spin the narrative hard enough.
Creating an entire new caste of people with their own schools and everything just to enable Noburi's bloodline? Feel like maybe mist might be a better target for this, and leaf could adopt the practice afterwards.
Create a few cases of chakra donors being produced by literally elevating civilians, rather than from failed ninja. E. g., find a few civilians with chakra coils big enough to train, but who were missed in childhood, pay them to develop their coils, them make them the public faces of the campaign
I believe the official line is that Leaf misses nobody. Every single civvie with the chakra capacity to become a ninja gets to the Academy. This is dubious, but admitting this would be a loss of face for the Tower. Doubt they'll approve.
Modify Academy policies such that those who'd go into the "chakra donor" track are found out quickly, and pulled out of the ninja track quickly – before the other children in their group can identify them as "not fit to be ninja" and therefore "a skinwaste". Ideally, don't put them in the ninja track at all, sort them during the pre-screening array of tests
I don't see how this is possible without tracking the kids from. Day 1, which would benefit the clan kids disproportionately.
Since if failing a test after a month (or whatever) gets you sent to the chakra mines. That would benefit the Clan kids who have been preparing for that test their entire lives, and not the civvies that were living in squalor last week.
Simultaneously, maybe make a few notable cases of "skinwastes" failing to be promoted to chakra donors. And inasmuch as you do draw on the "skinwaste" demographic, keep those cases as quiet as possible
Skinwaste isn't a demographic, it's a very derogatory term for a ninja who doesn't take enough combat missions. So failing to "promote" a "skinwaste" is an incredible insult. Since the Tower is publicly calling someone a skinwaste.
Which, fine, who cares, but since a skinwaste isn't something intrinsic, you can't change the definition so easily. If someone chakra-capable is giving up on being a ninja while still able-bodied, there's going to be a strong pressure to view them as a skinwaste, for better or worse.
"Thank you. Would you mind letting us work directly with the other clans? If you hire the job then it removes our agency and tells people that they don't need to worry about our opinion as long as they get on your good side. Basically, if Sasuke wants to get powered up, tell him to come to us himself instead of you doing it for him. Please?"
"Like I said, we'll try it. If you start pricing people out of the market then we'll need to reexamine it, but if you're being reasonable then it can work."
Well, this, right now, is massive news. Especially when you take it in context, what does it means? It means Mari can have 1v1 negotiations with pretty much anyone that wants FOOM(everyone) with basically a monopoly on the availability.(And they cannot run away).
The only uncertainty is if Naruto refuses when Mari starts demanding more than money, such as Clan secret or anything else, but the closer we get to Naruto/as long as we don't cripple the FOOM pipeline for the rest of ninjas, the less the chance of this happening. (Also the stronger and more important we are, the less Naruto will be willing to start a political fight with us).
This means not only that Mari will get a lot of value, probably repeated value if she sells Noburi's services as single uses/slots of time(ex.1 Month), but will also negotiate with teenagers Clan Heads(Hinata, Shika, Ino, ect) in a environment and context she crafted multiple times.
If she/us play this right, we'll not only get ridiculously rich, and not only we'll have a lot of secrets, but we'll also let Mari influence basically every powerful people in Leaf/prodigy that we want to scout.
It would also be so easy to give more chakra and a push to train more to certain problematic individuals, and watch them die from clone shock all on their own, Ninja are the furthest thing from stable people, and the promise of power is a vector of attack they are extremely weak too.
Of course, that would be bad, but just saying it is in the cards
"Hello, boys," Shima said. "Come in, come in. I just made some spice tea. Let me know what you think!" She waved them along into the home of the Toad Sages.
Hazō and Noburi were both trained ninja with years of experience in combat situations. They had excellent situational awareness, honed over years of danger until it amounted to virtually a sixth, and perhaps even a seventh, sense.
At the friendly words of the toad matron, all of that experience and all of that awareness screamed DANGER.
Without thinking about it, Hazō and Noburi drifted half an armspan apart: close enough for mutual support, not so close as to get in the other's way. Their steps shifted into a combat rhythm, feet staying in contact with the ground, weight deep in the hips as they moved.
Shima seemed completely oblivious as she led them to the table where Fukasaku waited. She waved them to a pair of seats and poured four cups of tea. When she turned to take her seat, Fukasaku waved his webbed hands frantically, looking meaningfully to the tea and then rolling his eyes back in his head, tongue lolling out in simulated death.
And then Shima was on her chair and facing them again and Fukasaku looked completely normal.
"Let me know what you think," Shima asked, excited. She took a sip of her own tea, pinky finger extended, and sighed in satisfaction. "Ahhhhh."
Nervously, Hazō and Noburi picked up their own cups and raised them to their hostess. "Health," they said in unison. And then they sipped, in unison.
The tea went down Hazō's throat like a blob of lava. It felt like his teeth were melting and he was certain that he could taste his tongue burning away. It hit his stomach and declared war, knives out and slashing.
"Smooth," he gasped, eyes watering and face flaming with heat.
Shima beamed with pride. "You like it? It's a new recipe. Cinnamon, anise, and some of those peppers from Pangolin to add a bit of warmth."
"Delicious," Noburi managed, setting the tea back down and wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
"What do you think, Pa?"
Fukasaku's smile was sickly but he raised the cup to his lips. From where Shima sat it must have looked like he sipped, but Hazō could see the tea strike a wall of chakra repulsion before it could enter his mouth. It flowed along his cheek, around his squat neck, and was absorbed by his robe.
"You have outdone yourself again, Ma," the old toad said, setting the cup back down. "Never tasted anything like it, and I'm sure it'll be popular. Still, I prefer your last recipe. It was the first thing you ever made for me and it brings back good memories."
"Awww!" The toad matron blushed. "You're so sweet, Pa. Well, at least the boys liked it. I'll be sure to have more on hand next time you come."
Hazō sincerely evaluated the benefits of death's sweet release before deciding that no, he still had too much paperwork waiting for him.
"What can we do for you boys?" Pa said. Undoubtedly out of a desire to be helpful and not in any way to move the conversation away from the death fire that was Ma's tea.
"Sir, ma'am," Hazō began, "I came to ask your help. I'm not sure how much Noburi has told you about Akatsuki?"
"A bit," Fukasaku said. "But please, feel free to expand."
Shima shot him a furrow-browed look. "What are you doing, old goat? You never want to hear them expand. You're always too busy hustling them out."
"I'm in a good mood, Ma," he said.
"Uh-huh."
"I'm allowed to be in a good mood!"
"Are you trying to delay me serving lunch? You could have just said you didn't want any of my pasta!"
"I want your pasta, you loopy dingo! I'm just in a good mood and I want to hear the boy talk!"
"You never—"
"You're always wanting me to try new things! Fine, I'm trying new things. I'm trying to learn how to pretend I'm interested while the boy does his blah blah blah! It might help the next time you start talking about weaving!"
"Don't you criticize my hobbies you fat old idiot! You don't hear me telling you how stupid those old scrolls of yours are, do you?"
"Excuse me, sir? Ma'am?" Hazō asked. "Please, this is very important to me."
Shima harumphed but folded her arms. "Fine. Go on, boy."
"Thank you, ma'am." In quick, carefully prepared words, he laid out the nature of Akatsuki. Their dominance over the nations, their murder of Asuma, their prior ritual and the risks posed if they resurrected Pain and once more tried to make humanity 'better'. The impotence of the nations to control them, and Naruto's desperation. Everything, including the mission he was being sent on.
"Sounds like a right drama," Shima said when he finished. "What's it to us?"
"We need your help," Hazō said plainly. "I know there's nothing I can do to compel you or even influence you." He smiled, small and rueful. "I looked for a way. I thought about bribing you, and then I realized that people as powerful and influential as yourselves can get anything you want without needing me.
"I thought about trying to frame this as reciprocity—Noburi and I were instrumental in saving the Seventh Path from the Dragons and so won't you help us save the Human Path? Then I realized that you don't owe us anything for that. We did it for our own reasons—yes, in part to save our friends among the Dogs and Toads and other clans, but also to retain our power as summoners.
"I talked and talked with my clan, looking for any angle I could find and realized there isn't one. All I can do is come to you on bended knee, begging for your help."
"Yes, yes, whatever," Fukasaku said, waving a hand. "A lovely bit of sucking up but you still haven't said what you actually want!"
"I want you to train us," Hazō said, gesturing to himself and Noburi. "You trained Jiraiya and it turned him into a titan, quite possibly the most powerful ninja alive at the time except for Pain. We need to be strong enough that people have to respect us. I need to know technique hacking so that I can create the tools I need to recover Jiraiya, and Akane, and everyone else we care about. Everyone in Leaf who knows you says that you are the greatest masters of jutsu creation and modification that anyone has ever seen, far better than the humans we have access to. Please, I desperately need that expertise. Will you help us? Take us as your disciples and train us."
Hazō found that he had been leaning forward, intensity in his face, so he sat back. It was important to give them space to think, Mari had said.
The two old toads looked at one another, a conversation flashing past in the tilt of a head, the raising of an eyebrow, and the knowledge of one another built up over the course of a marriage that had persisted longer than reliably recorded human history.
"We retired from teaching years ago," Fukasaku grumbled. "Teaching humans is a pain in the tongue, and you die so fast that it's hardly worth it. Just as we're getting you to a decent level of power you kick the bucket from old age. It's frustrating, seeing all that work go to waste."
"Plus, it takes so much time," Shima added. "Whenever we train a human we have to set everything else aside. And you're always so aggravating with your 'ow ow ow I can't do any more pushups' and 'this jutsu is too complicated' and 'help, help, I'm turning to—"
"Bup!" Fukasaku said. "Not that."
Amazingly, Shima looked chastened and sketched a vague wave of apology instead of snapping back at him.
"Please," Noburi said. "I'm the Toad Summoner but I'm not old enough to do right by the clan, and—"
Shima held up a hand. "Don't interrupt. We didn't say we wouldn't teach you, we just said that we had retired and that teaching you lot is a pain."
"Let's imagine, just for the sake of amusement, that we were going to consider this," Fukasaku said with a sniff. "Why do you need jutsu creation training?"
"It looks like the Fourth Hokage figured out how to create effects that are half jutsu, half seal," Hazō said. "Some of his work is relevant to opening the rift, so I need to be able to understand it."
"Why can't you just work with an experienced jutsu master?" Shima asked. "You provide the seal knowledge, he provides the jutsu knowledge."
Hazō shook his head. "No good. The seal work and the jutsu work are tightly woven together, not separate things that interact. We would spend so much time explaining the contributions of our discipline to each other that it will be faster for me to learn jutsu theory myself." He paused, debating with himself. "I'd be glad to show you the material, if you'd like. It's an entire new paradigm of chakra manipulation."
"Hm," Fukasaku said, pretending at disinterest and failing.
"Hmph. And you couldn't learn this on your own?" Shima demanded. "Jutsu creation, I mean."
"I've been studying it," Hazō said, "but I'm being ordered to leave the village now, so I won't be able to finish my course of instruction. I need someone expert enough to teach me to a high standard, and it needs to be someone on the Seventh Path so that I can work with them even while I'm out of the city." He paused, then hastened to add, "I considered asking my jutsu teacher to come with me but it's not practical for a variety of reasons."
Shima frowned, an impressive sight given the size of her lips and the shocking purple of her lipstick.
"Me, I need ninja training," Noburi said. "I need to be the badass that the Toad Summoner should be. In part so that the Toad Clan looks good in front of the other summoners and everyone else on the Human Path. In part because, when we go after Akatsuki, Hazō is going to need a badass beatstick to cover his back while he's making and deploying seals and runes and whatnot."
"Hm," said Fukasaku, meeting eyes with his wife for a moment. The old toad was leaned back in his chair, tiny arms folded across his tiny chest, pipe clenched powerfully in his mouth as he puffed furiously away. The smoke gathered in a tight cloud above his head, refusing to drift around the room and inconvenience anyone else.
"It would be good to have someone strong again," Shima said, her voice speculative. "I didn't want to say anything, but it is a bit embarrassing."
Fukasaku sighed, long and drawn out. "I do want to see this 'new paradigm'"—he made air quotes around the words and his voice became mocking—"but training them is just such a bother!"
"I know, I know," Shima said. "We could switch off, I suppose."
"Ugh."
"Look on the bright side. If the new stuff is boring or he can't keep up, you kick him out. And if the Summoner washes out then we tell Naruto-brat to get us a new one."
Fukasaku's eyes lit up in a way that Hazō found worrisome.
"If we're telling the brat anything, we could tell him to send a jutsu hacker and a jōnin trainer along with them," Fukasaku said. "They should be able to learn everything they need from a human just as easily as from us."
"Sir, I really can't," Hazō said quickly. "This mission needs to be very unremarkable. Supposedly it's just me and Kagome-sensei going off to do some research, with maybe one or two close family going along for a vacation. If we start bringing unrelated ninja with us, that puts the whole cover story into question. If Akatsuki starts asking questions and gets suspicious, they could end up using our family as hostages to force us to come home and turn over everything we've created."
Shima sighed gustily and Hazō struggled not to wince.
The two Sages held another silent conversation of expression.
"Fine," Shima said at last. "We'll take you on."
"Yes!" Noburi and Hazō both said, Noburi pumping a fist and Hazō throwing his hands in the air.
"—on a trial basis!" she continued. "We aren't committing to what we did for Jiraiya. That little brat took years to get to a remotely decent level. We'll take you on for a few weeks."
"Basically, if you piss us off or slack on the training, you're out," Fukasaku said, puffing on his pipe. "We'll expect some serious dedication."
"No problem," Hazō said. "If it's okay—"
"And we aren't doing general training with you," Fukasaku said, poking Hazō with the stem of his pipe. "You get jutsu creation training and be grateful for it. You should be going to Cannai or one of his people for training, not us, but I want to see this 'new paradigm' of yours."
"Also, you don't get general training because becoming 'a badass beatstick' is for our summoner." She gave Noburi a smile that carried portents of doom, sweat, and tears along with it.
Noburi looked to Hazō, one eyebrow raised in an implied 'do we keep arguing?' Hazō shook his head.
"That will be absolutely fine," he said. "Thank you very much. Would it be all right if I started a week from now? Like I said, I'm going on this research trip and I need a few days to get everything in place and get to the site."
"Fine, fine," Shima said, waving a hand. "I expect you can start immediately, boy?" She poked Noburi in the bicep.
"Yes, ma'am." Noburi started to stand up, only to stop when Fukasaku waved him down.
"She didn't mean right this second," the old Sage said. "We'll start tomorrow. Bright and early."
"Yes, sir! And thank you, sir!"
"Truly," Hazō said. "I can't tell you how much we appreciate this."
Shima sniffed. "As you should. Now, drink your tea while I get the pasta ready."
Author's Note: You asked Kagome about bringing Neji. He was very glad that you consulted him before making the decision; he said that no, he does not want Neji along unless there's an actually important reason. Hazō said 'well, his cheating eyeballs can help us make stealth runes', to which Kagome said 'eh, make the runes first and then add the stealth ability.' You can override him in the next plan but you will need to exclusively vote that in.
Second note: I originally wrote this on the assumption that we were going to jump ahead to the 'they have left the city' part, hence why I did the Naruto/Mari conversation which was supposed to happen after Hazō left the city. In retrospect that was an invalid assumption. Go ahead and vote in whatever other prep you want to do before the team departs. Once the departure update has happened (however many chapters that might be) we will repost the Naruto/Mari chapter with an updated chapter number so that the timeline doesn't get wonky. Please do not do anything that would influence that conversation.
Third Note, take heed: This took long enough to come out that the voting cycle would be too short to be practical. As such, this will be the Thursday update and we will have an extra-long voting cycle.
Fukasaku waved his webbed hands frantically, looking meaningfully to the tea and then rolling his eyes back in his head, tongue lolling out in simulated death.
The tea went down Hazō's throat like a blob of lava. It felt like his teeth were melting and he was certain that he could taste his tongue burning away. It hit his stomach and declared war, knives out and slashing.
Fukasaku's smile was sickly but he raised the cup to his lips. From where Shima sat it must have looked like he sipped, but Hazō could see the tea strike a wall of chakra repulsion before it could enter his mouth. It flowed along his cheek, around his squat neck, and was absorbed by his robe.
I hope his robe is (a) already coloured and (b) thick, otherwise he's going to have issues with long-lasting stains and severe skin burns. Also, what incredible chakra control and we should train to do that just in case Ami gives us something to drink. Yes, she'll catch us in the act. But I also predict she'll respect the attempt.
You're always wanting me to try new things! Fine, I'm trying new things. I'm trying to learn how to pretend I'm interested while the boy does his blah blah blah!
"Plus, it takes so much time," Shima added. "Whenever we train a human we have to set everything else aside. And you're always so aggravating with you're 'ow ow ow I can't do any more pushups' and 'this jutsu is too complicated' and 'help, help, I'm turning to—"
"Bup!" Fukasaku said. "Not that."
Amazingly, Shima looked chastened and sketched a vague wave of apology instead of snapping back at him.
Oh no. They don't want us to learn the power of turning to look behind us (we will remain impeded by the horror of going from cardinal to polar coordinates in your own referential plane. vertigo. right becoming left. back becoming front. madness.)
Hmmm... for training our jutsu creation we might want to do a simple project first, like a utility jutsu that lets you survive Shima's cooking. Wait, I said simple and training, but that's gotta be S-rank. Damn it.
Thank you for the chapter, these two old bats toads are enjoyable as always!
@eaglejarl@Velorien@Paperclipped do we have time to have our last Orochimaru conversation? Noburi has to learn the jutsu and it might conflict with the TS apprenticeship.
Fukasaku's smile was sickly but he raised the cup to his lips. From where Shima sat it must have looked like he sipped, but Hazō could see the tea strike a wall of chakra repulsion before it could enter his mouth. It flowed along his cheek, around his squat neck, and was absorbed by his robe.
Fun fact. Only mammals have the proper taste receptors to detect capsaicin. That's why peppers developed it as a chemical weapon, so that they wouldn't be eaten by mammals but by birds, who would spread their seeds much further than mammals would.
So the Toads must be some horrifying mammal-amphibian hybrid. Love that for them
Careful, the QMs recently implemented a "no shouting" rule.
EJ could hit you with a 24hour threadban.
Woo! We got the most important part(7th path TH instructor)
We missed out on goal #2(eventual sage training for Noburi AND another summoner.).
Although I hold out some hope that we can work our way up to it. Maybe try to copy whatever insane tasks they have Noburi doing and hope to impress/annoy them into training us properly?
@eaglejarl@Velorien@Paperclipped do we have time to have our last Orochimaru conversation? Noburi has to learn the jutsu and it might conflict with the TS apprenticeship.
Learning Jutsu takes no more than an hour, we can totally squeeze it in. Getting examined (by Kabuto!) might take longer. We should see about doing that tonight, before the training starts.
IMO any ninja that is bad at cooking is so by choice, or because they don't want to invest the time to learn.
Cooking is a skill, you can learn it. A highly motivated and competent individual like ~every ninja would have no problem learning to do it, even if they have no initial talent.
Learning Jutsu takes no more than an hour, we can totally squeeze it in. Getting examined (by Kabuto!) might take longer. We should see about doing that tonight, before the training starts
Yay! This is a total win! Honestly, them not giving us everything right away isn't that surprising. Actually doing the training and impressing them before they consider stuff like sage mode seems totally reasonable. A couple interesting thoughts.
1) Hazou NEEDS to take this more seriously than he did when he and Ino were learning together. We need to prove to them that were good students and taking this seriously.
2) it would be deeply ironic, kinda problematic, and at this point entirely possible if Tsunade also offered to train him, after seeing how much he's improved lately (Noburi has been hard focusing healing, and it's better enough than during the test that I don't think he's even capable of failing the third part, and would just need a fate point for safety from the first part). We can't exactly do both, since they're both full time commitments.
2.5) Mari's conversation is very right, and also reminds us of another conflict on Noburi's time, for redistribution.
3) I think Kagome is right, and Neji wouldn't be doing much to help for a while aside from fighting, which Kei or Yuno or Mari could do, with less opsec concerns.
Between the Goketsu clinic, toad training, Chakra redistribution, possible Tsunade training, and being clan head? I don't think it's possible, especially for a man without SC. I think, given the toad training, we need to make someone else clan head, as long as Noburi is fine with it. Maybe with Naruto in charge and Mari officially unretired, having her as the acting plan head is best? Certainly, she does a lot of the job of it already. Otherwise, only slightly kidding, I'd back our Chancellor.
Edit: 4) since this means we'll be spending more time on the 7th path, other summoners I feel get a bit more weight, so I'm more okay with Kei. That said, Kei, Kagome and Hazou are probably the least hard hitters from our options, so just the three of them may struggle if combat happens.
IMO any ninja that is bad at cooking is so by choice, or because they don't want to invest the time to learn.
Cooking is a skill, you can learn it. A highly motivated and competent individual like ~every ninja would have no problem learning to do it, even if they have no initial talent.
"And we aren't doing general training with you," Fukasaku said, poking Hazō with the stem of his pipe. "You get jutsu creation training and be grateful for it. You should be going to Cannai or one of his people for training, not us, but I want to see this 'new paradigm' of yours."
He does have a point, just saying.
I imagine the conversation with Cannai in which we're telling him we wanted general training from another Summoning Clan will fun
He does have a point, just saying.
I imagine the conversation with Cannai in which we're telling him we wanted general training from another Summoning Clan will fun
I mean, we asked. We're pretty sure that the Dog THer couldn't actually teach us, right? Something about Kakashi having the cheaty eyeballs of cheaterville.
I mean, we asked. We're pretty sure that the Dog THer couldn't actually teach us, right? Something about Kakashi having the cheaty eyeballs of cheaterville.
I mean, we asked. We're pretty sure that the Dog THer couldn't actually teach us, right? Something about Kakashi having the cheaty eyeballs of cheaterville.
It's possible they could teach us the concept of technique hacking despite being unable to teach us any actual jutsu? In which case yes going to the toads first is a faux-pas, but one I'm sure Cannai would forgive us for, given our history by now.
Way to put off addressing that one issue I've been very vocal about
Still, implications. Kagome was persuaded, or perhaps volunteered. It's possible Hazo never brought up the hypothetical ability to research only through the 7th path, or that Kagome would have objections to doing things that way. Either way, he's pretty much confirmed.
Kei, on the other hand, clearly had reservations. She may or may not end up going, seems likely it's still being debated between the QMs if my previous joke on the subject has any merit. Answering this way leaves room for it to go either way. But clearly she was not willing to simply drop everything and leave at the first hint of adventure, else she would also have been confirmed. I also note that she was left out of the toad conversation, I guess Noburi suggested including her would be a more difficult sell. I don't recall her having any significant interactions with the sages before now either, now that I think about it. So that makes sense.
The line about 'possibly one or two close family members' seems interesting. Aside from being about Kei, we know it's not Mari given the authors note. And we know it's not Noburi. I guess this leaves room to bring Yuno along? On the one hand she's not a summoner, on the other hand I think somebody said something about her and Kei doing a combat mission.
Or it could be counting Snowflake as the second. Oops. Sorry Snow.