With a sigh, Hazō flicked some handtalk at Noburi and Keiko. Loosely translated from the simplified and telegraphic battlesign, the message was simply <I've got some strategy ideas> (More literally: 'Tactical plan. Multiple.')
<Damnit, Hazō, what took you so long?> Noburi grumped back. ('Overdue. Dumbass.' Yes, Team Uplift had evolved a specific intra-team handsign for the word 'dumbass'.) <Keiko and I have been waiting five whole minutes, and I bet her ten ryo that you'd be finished doing the thing two minutes ago.>
<Speaking of which....> Even in nonverbal communication, Keiko managed to pack an infuriating amount of 'I told you so' into a very few finger movements, none of which were explicitly 'I told you so'—which, yes, was another Team Uplift handsign.
<Fine,> Noburi growled, reaching into his money pouch. Immediately, the nearest ninja—one team from Rock and another from Cloud—pushed away from him in alarm, causing an expanding ripple of stumbles and curses.
"Keep it in line, you grubs!" shouted one of the proctors.
"Sorry, folks," Noburi said, raising his left hand placatingly and bringing the right out of his pouch very slowly. He turned it to show that he was holding nothing more threatening than a ten-ryo coin, which he promptly handed to Keiko. Glares were his only response.
<Okay,> Hazō signed. <What was that all about? You were betting on how long it would take me to 'do the thing'?>
<Bro, we've had this talk. The thing you do, where you look off into nothing for about ten seconds and suddenly come up with this twenty-eight point plan with five sections and two levels of sub-points in each one,> Noburi signed. <Except this time you had to go and spend five minutes on it? Geez, man. You're losing a step.>
<Mari-sensei warned me that it is not uncommon for men to experience performance problems as they age,> Keiko signed. <She was very firm about the fact that I should immediately reassure you that it does not in any way decrease your value as a man.>
Noburi and Hazō locked horrified eyes. <We will never speak of this again,> they signed in unison.
<So, I've got some ideas,> Hazō signed, keeping his mind closely focused on the details of how to beat the Exams instead of on the horrific images prompted by Mari-sensei's remote-operated genjutsu.
<Hang on, hang on,> Noburi signed. <Let me guess. You don't want to punch anyone. You want to make friends with everyone, right? Somehow find a way to unite everyone and build bridges between them as the first stage in your master plan to conquer the Elemental Nations.>
<...Well, yeah. How'd you know? Oh, except for the part about 'conquer'. That's kind of an ugly word; I prefer 'optimize'.>
Noburi looked triumphantly at Keiko. She glowered her disgruntlement as she handed him back the ten-ryo coin. Surrounding ninja were eyeing them suspiciously at this point, their own fingers flying as they 'spoke' back and forth with their teams. The only sounds were the croaking of bloodfrogs from the Swamp and a few gripes from up ahead, the sources of which were out of sight through the crowd.
<C'mon, Keiko, say it,> Noburi taunted.
<No.>
<Say it! You have to say it, you lost the bet!>
She sighed heavily and tried one more time to execute the fabled River's Dragon Dance of Doom no Jutsu, glaring at her adoptive brother while doing everything she could to kill him with her brain. Sadly, the technique remained a fable and Noburi's skull remained unexploded. <You were right.>
<Say the whole thing!>
The glare intensified. <You were right and I was wrong. I abase myself before your brilliance, O Masterful Cogitator. Truly, I am not worthy.> The flicking of her fingers somehow managed to seem spiteful.
Noburi had once again assumed the guise of his alter ego: Smugley Smugginton, King of Smugton. His 'careful walk' shifted into a 'strutting swagger', at least until he stepped on the heel of the Rock ninja in front of him. She turned with a curse, one hand going to the kunai at her hip.
"No fighting in the ranks, grubs!" shouted the nearest proctor. "You there! Tall girl with the kunai! Out, out, out!" His arm cocked back, rock ready to throw. The girl shot Noburi one more glare before she and her team turned and raced into the swamp steps ahead of a hail of thrown rocks.
<You mentioned a plan?> Keiko signed.
<Right. So, here's what we do—>
He cut himself off as the crowd in front of them parted to reveal Teams Asuma and Kurenai. The Leaf ninja had simply stopped walking, allowing the other genin to flow around them as they waited for Hazō's group to catch up.