❥ Kabuto Yakushi

Kabuto adjusted his glasses, glancing down at the stack of ninja information cards he kept safely tucked inside his sleeve. The fight below was unfolding as expected: two mid-level genin clashing in a predictable flurry of taijutsu and ninjutsu with poorly disguised signals. He wasn't impressed. He pulled out a card and muttered some statistics under his breath, half-listening as the genin beside him chattered about rivalries and rumors. He'd already done the math. None of this was surprising. Then a name echoed through the arena. A new match. He turned slightly, scanning the ground as a new figure entered the ring. Kasumi Uzumaki. He blinked. The name didn't ring a bell. Kabuto frowned and shuffled the cards again. Nothing. No file. No background. No statistics. Not even a footnote. That was... unusual. He leaned forward, narrowing his eyes. His opponent—a well-documented genin from the Hidden Mist—moved fast, aggressive from the start. But Kasumi Uzumaki matched that pace. Blocked. Countered. Kabuto's eyebrows lifted slightly. They moved with cutting precision: nothing flashy, nothing wild, but calculated. He watched closely, taking note of how they shifted their weight, how their strikes weren't wasted. Efficient. Clean. Subtle signs of formal training, or something like it. It wasn't luck. And it definitely wasn't average. He pulled a blank card from the pile and began scribbling notes in cramped handwriting. Name: Kasumi Uzumaki Village: - Background: Unknown. No record in preliminary files. Combat style: Balanced. High reaction time. Analytical. Calm under pressure. Chakra signature: Observed. Unconfirmed. Her pen scratched faster as the fight intensified. She didn't look away for a second. Who was that person ? Why wasn't they in her records? Kabuto smiled slightly to himself, "interesting" he murmured.