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While he was scanning the crowd for his squadmates, Satoru spots a familiar chakra signature. Shimo Jiren. He smirked and started walking over, sifting himself through the gathering crowd. 

[color=FFEA81]“Oi. Ice boy. Who would have thought they let you join the exams this year? What with your scores and all, I would have thought they would hold you back another year in the fears of you getting killed too quickly…”[/color] Satoru said, with his arms folded behind his back.

While he was insulting the other boy, Satoru had his guard up. He was reading for any and all chakra fluctuations. One move and Satoru strikes. He needs to establish his position with anyone that may be watching and taking notes.

[color=7fffd4]“Sato,”[/color] Ren minimally said, only giving Satoru as little of his actual attention. The rest of it was focused on finding [i]actual[/i] worthy opponents. Ren examined Satoru for all of five seconds. They were short and produced nothing worth any further attention. [color=7fffd4]“If you wouldn’t mind, but I don’t have the time nor the patience to entertain your limited intelligence. So, please, if you will, go find someone else to annoy.”[/color] Ren characteristically dismissed the blonde boy. Usually, he would be all over Sato for his comments, but Ren was focused, which might seem weird for those who actually know him, but he wanted a [i]real[/i] challenge, not some wannabe playing ninja.

[color=FFEA81]“From what I remembered, I scored better than you in just about every exam we had to take up until now. Oh, wait. Not in stick fighting. That’s what your family is known for right? Fighting with sticks.”[/color] Satoru said, slightly irate. [color=FFEA81]“And if I annoyed you so much, why don’t you make me stop? Put me out of commission. That way, you can take the test in peace and not worry about me, killing you, in the process?”[/color] Satoru replied with a smirk again. 

In truth, he was itching for a fight, but he wants Jiren to be the one to strike first. The one who strikes first is always seen as the one that lost their temper…

Ren held his hands very close to the handles of his two swords, trying not to let his anger and impulses get the better of him. Shion-Sensei has been trying to help him with that. Was it working? Well, before he would have already made the first move and tried to decapitate Satoru, so the fact he hadn’t unsheathed his kodachis meant he’s come a long way. Still, the fact that Satoru was still trying to goat him on was taking its toll on his patience.

He inhaled deeply, reciting the wise words of his father [color=7fffd4][i]Our Will of Fire is remaining cool.[/i][/color] Those words echoed in his mind and he spoke them softly. [color=7fffd4]“What you remember and what I have achieved is two [i]severely[/i] different things, Satoru,”[/color] Ren corrected him. [color=7fffd4]“Now, I’ll only say this one more time: Piss. Off.”[/color] Ren stared in a nearly-fierce, aggressive way. He wanted to make it clear that the next time Satoru opened his mouth about Ren or his clan was going to be the last time he could speak without a sword inserted down his throat.

Satoru showed that devious grin of his again. His plan was obviously working. [color=FFEA81]“Awwwww. Is little Renny boy mad? Tell you what. Make me leave. Draw your swords, and make me leave. Otherwise, well, we all know what that results in.”[/color] Satoru said, quietly shifting back a half a step and welling up a little chakra around his hands.

[color=7fffd4][i]Keep cool, keep cool, keep cool.[/i][/color] Ren exercised his father’s wisdom and tried to put it to good use, but it was evident that Satoru was being quite adamant about getting him to react.

[color=FFEA81]“Will of fire? What will? Your family, and using swords. That's about the least Ninja thing I’ve seen. Waving around a shiny metal stick. It practically screams ‘HEY, LOOK AT ME! I’M GOING TO TRY TO ATTACK YOU NOW’. There is no subtlety to it. No grace.”[/color] Satoru looked at Jiren with disdain. [color=FFEA81]“Being a shinobi, is to accomplish one’s tasks without the enemies even knowing you’re there. Be in, be out, and be silent about it. Name one thing you can do with a sword that I can’t do with my fists!”[/color] Satoru exclaimed. 

That should have done it. There is no way Jiren is going to let what Satoru just said slide. [color=FFEA81]“Good. Let your anger get to you, as usual.”[/color] Satoru thought. [color=FFEA81]“Attack me blindly with your sword and I’ll seal off the chakra flow to your arms…” [/color]Satoru continued to think of his battle strategy while waiting for Jiren to attack.[/indent][/indent][/color]