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Shikamaru's POV – First Person
The final part of the Selections had arrived. The moment of truth was upon us. This was the phase where we would be presented to the Emperor, Naruto, and our fate would be decided.
As I prepared for this final stage, my nerves were on edge. Despite having tried my best in the previous rounds, I had no desire to be selected for Naruto's harem. I was mainly concerned with not shaming my family. The pressure to perform well and avoid embarrassment was weighing heavily on me.
Renji, adjusted my attire with practiced care. "Remember, young mistress, maintain your composure and grace. You've done your best."
I nodded, feeling a mixture of apprehension and resolve. "Thanks, Renji."
The chamber where the final selection was held was a grand room, decorated with rich tapestries and elegant furnishings. At the far end of the room was a raised platform where Naruto sat on a throne-like chair. Minato Namikaze stood beside him, and they were the only ones present for this final phase. The room was silent except for the occasional shuffling of feet and the whispers of anticipation.
One by one, we entered the chamber. As we did, we were expected to kneel before Naruto, keeping our gaze lowered. The gravity of the moment made each step feel like a test in itself. We had to wait for Naruto's judgment, which would be conveyed through a simple gesture. A shake of his head from Naruto indicated that we had not passed, while a raised hand signified that we had been selected.
My turn finally came. I stepped into the chamber, feeling the weight of the silence pressing down on me. I approached the platform and knelt gracefully, my gaze firmly fixed on the floor. I focused on remaining composed and respectful, despite the turmoil of emotions within me.
Naruto's presence was commanding, and I could feel his scrutiny even without meeting his eyes. Minato stood beside him, observing intently. The process was straightforward but tense—each candidate's fate would be decided in these silent moments.
I heard the subtle rustle of fabric as Naruto made his judgment. My heart raced as I waited for the signal. Minato signaled to the servants, I was given a jade coin, this small gesture felt monumental as it meant that I had passed this final round.
As I stood and was escorted out of the chamber, I was directed towards the gardens. Those of us who received a jade coin were to go there for further instructions. The gardens were a serene contrast to the tense atmosphere of the chamber, offering a brief respite before the next steps.
Renji met me outside the chamber, his expression a mix of relief and pride. "Congratulations, young mistress. You did well."
"Thanks, Renji," I said, feeling a complex mix of emotions. I was relieved that I had not shamed my family, but the realization of being selected lingered with a sense of unease.
As I walked towards the gardens, I couldn't shake the feeling of uncertainty. The final selection was over, and I had passed, but what lay ahead was still unknown. The gardens offered a moment of calm before the next phase of this journey began.