Azuki snorted quietly, clamping a hand over her mouth to stop some unladylike cackling at Hanabi's line about her sister. Let's face it, Uchiha Sakura might be the Fifth's apprentice, but the Fifth's successor in cup-size was Uzumaki Hinata. Clearing her throat a bit, she struck an exaggeratedly nonchalant pose and raised an eyebrow at Hanabi.<br/><br/><strong>"Now now sensei, you know better than that. Infiltration and misinformation is my speciality. The rumors should be nicely going around that I'm a flightly, slutty girl flirting with foreign ninja rather than getting in proper training."</strong>She mimed pushing nonexistant glasses up the bridge of her nose.<strong>"All according to plan. The serious fighters won't pay as much attention to me, and weaker jackals will come after me first, and end up writhing on the ground in agony from my venom after underestimating me. Honestly, my fellow cute little ducklings could use more practice in the older ninja arts. I bet Inu-chan has been doing blatently obvious taijutsu practice out where any half-decent stealth-user could see her, and Mushi-kun has been hiding indoors all week. 'I' have been getting information on our competitors and the exams themselves, and plan on spreading the love tomorrow so we can have two days of plotting amongst ourselves."</strong><br/><br/>The look on Azuki's face said 'Praise me! Praise me!'.