"Check it out! Doesn't it look cool?"
Nawaki proudly patted his new Jōnin vest, smugly showing it off.
You look like a complete idiot!
Minato gave him a sideways glance, flashing him a look that said: "Figure it out yourself."
Xin, sitting off to the side, didn't hold back his critique:
"To be honest, wearing that just makes you look even more ridiculous. You're a walking green flag."
Nawaki wasn't pleased by the comment. What do you mean by "walking green flag"? I'm just wearing a standard Jonin vest!
Besides, the vest isn't the point.
The point is that I passed the Jōnin exam, alright?
"It's called having presence!"
This kid is beyond saving.
Xin sighed, covering his face in exasperation. Since when did Nawaki start tying a headband around his forehead like his grandfather, Hashirama Senju?
And if you insist on wearing one, couldn't you pick a different color?
At least Hashirama wore a red headband. But no, Nawaki went with dark green...
And to top it off, after passing the Jōnin exam, he happily threw on his green Jōnin vest.
So now Nawaki's outfit consisted of a dark green headband, a green vest, green pants, and green shoes.
Xin wasn't exaggerating when he said Nawaki was a "walking green flag."
"Sigh~~~ I never thought our team would eventually look like a ragtag bunch. One's a walking green flag, and the other's a bright yellow mess."
Minato, who had been quietly reading, froze for a moment, his handsome face flushing red.
"Don't bring that up again! I don't wear yellow anymore!"
Just imagine Minato, with his bright blonde hair, dressed in all yellow-it was blindingly bright.
Minato only wore that combination once, and never touched yellow clothing again.
Thank goodness Xin didn't have the habit of wearing all white, or they'd truly have looked like a team of misfits.
Three people: Nawaki dressed in green, Minato dressed in yellow, and Xin dressed in white.
If they ever stood together....well, you can imagine the scene...emmmm.
"Alright, enough showing off. How about we celebrate at the hotpot restaurant tonight, sound good?"
"That's more like it."
Nawaki grinned widely, plopping down and giving Minato a friendly elbow jab. Minato's book fell to the ground as he rolled his eyes in exasperation.
He picked up the book, set it aside, and gave up on reading.
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