Saito Nagi, that was all Naruto. It was his idea.
People wouldn't deal with the kid, he knew. He understood that. Adults, responsibility, image. Shin explained it to him.
One of the reasons Anko was oh so important for his whole caper to work.
After all, genjutsu wouldn't cast itself.
Uzumaki Naruto, little bit over eight years old? Nobody would take him seriously.
Saito Nagi? The young, but still adult, merchant?
Well, a little young but... Hey... If he's so young, he's inexperienced!
Cash cow!
...Suckers.
Heh Heh.
So, Saito Nagi. Little bit short, young, tad nervous. Sandy blond. That he got from Shin. Greenhorn.
Yes. That was all Naruto, down to the slight, youthful stubble during the first meeting.
He helped Anko with Setsuna. Well, with Setsuna's looks, anyway. Darker skin, Amber eyes, brighter hair...
But crazy sex-kitten-with-a-blade... Now that, was all Anko.
Anko was the brash, in-your-face fighter type.
Setsuna was well dressed, beautiful femme fatale. And crazy. Not at the first glance, but the purple haired tokubetsu jounin could pull that 'faintly glimmering violence and madness' thing in her eyes well. Scarily overprotective, too.
Anko found Setsuna too amusing for words.
Jin was also Anko's idea.
Not totally, not exactly, but he was her creation in the end.
It was always good to have the 'boss' that one worked for.
Relentless, unreasonable, powerful man. Nobody knows what, who, when...
But Jin IS. Jin CAN. Jin WILL.
And poor Saito Nagi, burdened with troublesome assistant/bodyguard/sex kitten - take your pick, must run around the world as an errand boy.
Please, sir. Do have pity on a poor downtrodden young merchant.
Anko was damn proud of her creation.
And it took all the self control she had not to burst out laughing after hearing a serious talk between Asuma, Gai, Kakashi and Kurenai few years later about Jin-san and his long reach.