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... ong>:

There was a slight error during the race with Raikage; Aki was already 14. I kinda forgot the passage of time till then and incorrectly wrote 13 in a previous Chapter.

Time passed when Chunin exams for his students arrived.

I'm considering making him reach Akatsuki when he turns 15(the year cannon starts) or 16.

Anyone got some cool names? gimme.

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