The next bid was enough for him to spot the bidder -- a tall stranger who carried himself with the assurance of someone accustomed not just to combat but winning it. And damn it, increasing the bid at larger increments than Sasuke or his wallet liked.

"41,000!" Sasuke slowed his steps as he upped his own bid, narrowing his gaze, only to spot a head of red hair heading towards him that didn't belong to the person on stage.

"Kushina-san?" He turned, flagging her down as he diverted his own path to meet her. "Do you know that guy?"