The old tea house outside Konoha’s market district had seen decades of shinobi secrets whispered over lukewarm tea. But on this humid Thursday afternoon, the secrets were less about missions and more about engagement metrics.
Before anyone could object, the tea house door burst open. Ino Yamanaka strode in like she owned the place—because she partially did. Her entertainment agency, Yamanaka Media Minds , had recently signed half of the active kunoichi roster. The old tea house outside Konoha’s market district
The entertainment industry had finally come to the Hidden Leaf. Yamanaka Media Minds
“And you?” Sakura asked her master.
“What?” Hinata blinked. “They’re very photogenic radishes.” The old tea house outside Konoha’s market district