Fear
Three days.
All chuunin-candidates should be back.
Proctoring this portion of the test is troublesome.
Scanning returning faces, boredom turns to anticipation then concern then something coiled, knotted and cold inside.
For some reason his hands start to sweat.
This entire evening is too troublesome.
The last team appears.
Briefly his heart's in his throat. He only sees two genin, then realizes one boy is supported by his teammates.
Yoshino smiles, showing him the matched scrolls she's holding as she helps her injured teammate along.
He grumbles 'finally' and shoves his hands into his pockets, wiping cold sweat off them.
