When both Megumi and Satoshi began following, Yuudai paused and turned himself to face the two of them.
"Training Field One." He informed them giving a slight hint of a smirk before leaping in the air; there was no handseal, no shunshin technique to travel faster. The man merely leaped into the air, over a roof - and in mere seconds, disappeared (likely) from the genin's sight with his sheer speed. Once arriving there, Yuudai walked to the center of the training field and crossed his arms, glancing around. With a kunai, he made a fairly large circle around himself by cutting the grass, just so it was visible; making sure that there was at least some trees and a large rock inside the circle. By this time, the genin would've hopefully arrived.
"Ah, so you two arrived, at last." Another hint of a smirk; strange, given how emotionless he had just been at the classroom. "Unlikely the majority of your class-mates, you two... have something different. That's admirable."
There was a fairly dramatic pause at this point. His eyes staring deep at their own for a brief moment.
"Theres only two of you, instead of three. Don't ask me why. Don't ask yourself why. Now, before we start our training, I must test both of your strength and to know your level." Clasping his hands together, the man murmured some unknown words before dividing into three. The one in the center, leaped behind and landed over a large rock, while the two remaining jounin assumed a combat stance.
"Your objetive is to kill me, as I'm the leader of... hmm, hm.. A kirigakure assassination squad. These two," He pointed at his own kage bunshin; "They're my subordinates who'll protect me with their life. Good luck. Oh and, if you step outside the circle, you'll fall into lava. So don't."
The man who had just called her name wasn't particularly impressive. In fact, not a single jounin to enter the door was considered impressive by the cold kunoichi. Merely... mysterious; the three of them shared this trait. The one who dressed in Iwagakure colors and had quite
nice eyes, depressive. The blonde,
psychotic and this one who called her name...
Unpredictable. Regardless of her thoughts, Tsumei stood up and walked towards the door, following quietly - without a single word - the jounin. Her hands clasped behind her back, eyes staring intently at the man's back. She didn't even look at whoever had been with her; she didn't care about them, really.