Tsunade raised an eyebrow. “So what do you suggest, Ino?”
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. Tsunade raised an eyebrow
And it was going to be an absolute bloodbath. End of Part One. Ino?” Before anyone could object
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.” Yamanaka Media Minds