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Unfortunately none of the current jounin sensei seemed to have a water affinity, which left me with the mention of an ANBU stash. No doubt the elite unit’s headquarters would be an impenetrable fortress, guarded by layers of traps and wards that would take dozens of loops to unravel…
On my first try I replaced the cleaning lady and walked right in. No one noticed a thing.
“God, sometimes I’m embarrassed to even be a member of this village.” I muttered to myself as I walked through the basement archive, scanning the labels in hopes of figuring out how the small mountain of paperwork was organized. “I know they were checking for illusions, but there are a million ways to impersonate or control a civilian. Shouldn’t there be code phrases, or security seals, or something?”
“Actually,” came Ibiki’s voice from the entrance, “there was a security seal on the door.”
“Oh, thank god!” I exclaimed. “If I’d actually gotten away with this I’d have to go nuke-nin just to retain some self-respect.”
“Why did you come here if you were expected to get caught?” He asked as he cautiously entered the room. A couple of ANBU I didn’t recognize followed him, spreading to either side in a well-rehearsed maneuver.
“Well, there’s always next time.” I replied, before dispelling myself with a soft pop. Shadow clone is such a handy technique.
Time Braid, Chapter 6
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