"Sorry, sorry, I wasn't paying attention just now."
Might Guy laughed heartily, performed a kip-up, and stood up. Aside from a bit more dust on his body, there were no marks of scrapes.
The ninja in front of him must have thicker skin than the average ninja.
Or perhaps, he was already accustomed to such minor injuries.
"Boys and girls, would you like to join me in dispersing the sweat of youth in Konoha?" Might Guy issued his invitation again, "It's a very passionate activity!"
Ino tugged at Sakura's sleeve, "Sakura, this guy looks weird, and that face of his, it's so greasy, just like some sleazy uncle."
"Sleazy... sleazy uncle!?"
Might Guy was petrified, standing frozen in place with a look of profound sorrow on his face.
Was he already at the age of an uncle?
And greasy, too?
"No! No! No!"
Might Guy quickly recovered and corrected Ino, "This is the sweat of youth, not greasiness!"
