[b][center]Oukami Anei[/center][/b]

After his appearance, he was graced instantly with the smile of his new sensei. Discomfort rippled through his bones, but a smile appeared on his face as well, lacking malice and full of warmth. "Hello, pleased to meet you," greeted Anei offering a polite bow before his light eyes made contact with the jounin's. He was being dissected, his very body being scrutinized and observed, and- taking it as a challenge- Anei resumed to stand and smile, allowing only relaxation to leave his body. He would play good boy for now.

His attention then flickered to the arrival of another, the Hyuuga. Branch Hyuuga to be exact, his face and weapon memorable in the papers he'd needed to memorize back home. Anei looked down on the white haired shinobi when he took a seat, absently cracking his knuckles before he greeted, in his sweet voice, "I'll be your teammate from hereon out. Pleased to be of acquaintance."

Anei nodded his head politely towards the Hyuuga before turning his attention at the sound of leaves rustling- not in the sort of way they did when the wind blew, either. And, just as he'd expected, another person arrived, a pink haired kunoichi of whom Anei greeted with a raise of a hand. As she waddled closer and made her claim, Anei let himself giggle seeing it a fit response before turning to Valder.
"Well, sensei," he said nodding his head, "It seems we're all here. Shall we begin?"
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[b][center]Sanada Maasaki[/center][/b]

Having headed out into the hallway, Maasaki had started to play with a scroll he'd pulled out from god knows where, twirling it's thin frame around his fingers. He continued to hum, listening to the shuffling behind him- quiet enough for him to know they'd been trained, but loud enough for him to know they were still there. And, in the lack of excitement in the air, Maasaki presumed the three were not acquaintances. They didn't even greet each other.

At one of his students voicing a question, he turned his head slightly, allowing himself a glance at the trio. "Well, before we get anywhere," he said, making a full stop and turning around. In what seemed to be a flash, the scroll he'd been playing with dropped, replaced with thick rope, which Maasaki easily wrapped around the teens, connecting their waists. While they were connected, however, they still had a few feet of free reign between themselves.

"Rule number one," started Maasaki, stepping back from his work. Tugging on the rope connecting Tsumei and Nen, he continued, "No breaking the rope until we reach our destination." Looking to his right, to check on Tsumei's other side at Tadashi, Maasaki added, "Rule number two: she"- he pointed at Tsumei- "sets the pace."
He stepped away, starting to head outside and letting the trio figure themselves out before saying in a loud- albeit very weary- voice:

"And rule number three: Don't lose track of me."

He flashstepped ahead, but only to the gates, waving at the three before continuing to stroll through the village in a decent pace.