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The entertainment industry had finally come to the Hidden Leaf.

Somewhere in the distance, Naruto sneezed. He was filming a ramen-eating challenge for his own channel. It had four views.

“Eight legendary kunoichi,” Tsunade announced, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “One kitchen. No weapons. Only spice.” The entertainment industry had finally come to the

Temari of the Sand, who had followed Ino in, dropped a soundproof seal on the table. “Agreed. I’ve been doing Desert Storm Diaries for six months. We’re pulling thirty thousand listeners an episode. Last week I interviewed a jonin who claims he can talk to squirrels. The audience ate it up.”

“And you?” Sakura asked her master.

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.

Sakura’s eye twitched. “You want us to fight for content?” It had four views

“They’re not squirrels,” Tenten muttered, squeezing into the crowded booth. She was holding a custom-made microphone shaped like the Bashōsen fan. “They’re shinobi chipmunks . There’s a difference. And my unboxing channel is dying because no one wants to see a legendary weapon review without explosions.”