Kiyomi was moving steadily through the black thickness of the Fire Country's endless forest. She had treaded so far from the village walls before, even as far as to the islands of the Water Country but that by no means meant that she knew the place. There was a certain degree of worry, that speck of fear when chasing an enemy of unknown level of skill throughout a dark forest, knowing little of what the enemy's actual plan is, knowing even less if the next branch you set foot on would break or have an explosive tag on it ready to peel one's leg off.
Maybe that was why Kiyomi was losing the sight of her projectile slinging opponent? No. The man must've possessed a certain degree of dexterity and physical prowess as he was moving incredibly fast. Almost like these thick forests were native to him, Kiyomi did not see him move but she heard the noise of rustling and shuffling leaves and his sandals hitting the wood of the trees at high speeds before the man leaped off of the tree to the next. It took Kiyomi a lot of chakra to even keep up with the man, leaping from one tree branch to another while keeping one's sight on the target as well as where one stepped on was incredibly tough. Almost made Kiyomi appreciate the profession of a Hunter Ninja.
Right after her brother had passed Kiyomi wanted to become one, the job of a Hunter Ninja was to roam the outside of the village walls searching for rogue ninja. With just their wits and the Bing Book by their side, the book with information about most notorious high ranking ninja, both rogue and village alike. Information gained through investigations, favors and blood, lives were lost, probably even made for this information. Whoever compiled the yearly editions of the Bingo Book must've been incredibly crafty, to be able to track a rogue and get such detailed information as to make an entire databook on them…
Thing was that the lifespan of a ninja was quite lacking in its length, life of a Hunter Ninja was even more so. Hunter Ninja were vultures, hunting dogs barking at everyone and not afraid to bite any hand to get to their prey, they were not much better than all those Bounty Hunters roaming the forests. One could've said that a Bounty Hunter was just a rogue version of a Hunter Ninja, one who kept the pay for one's head to themselves instead of giving it all to the village, also Bounty Hunters killed for money, Hunter Ninja killed because the rogue ninja inconvenienced someone important. Not to even begin on how Hunter Ninja hunted village ninja from other villages alike with the criminal scum…
Ninja villages were highly competitive. Almost like separate firms doing same sort of business, which was to say – all kinds of businesses, whatever pleased their paying clients. That was why highly skilled ninja, the "employees of the month" so to speak, were highly sought after, each ninja village secretly craved elimination of skilled competition which was why Hunter Ninja always hunted the most skilled ninja from other villages as well. It was incredibly dangerous for someone ranking higher than Chuunin to roam around not only the outside village walls, where Bounty Hunters were looking for a cheap cash for someone's decapitated beauty shot, but also even look for salvation inside the other village walls. Hunter Ninja hunted them there. To survive long enough to make a name was to literally become a public enemy… It was like the world itself was out to get the most illusive survivors of its sick natural order.
Kiyomi would have never known or thought so much about these things had she not travelled with Hanasaku for all that time when her sensei had that mission, right before the Kage Summit. It was during that time that the blonde realized what it meant to be a high ranking ninja, when everyone wanted you dead. Villagers refused to house Hanasaku in their homes in fear of those homes being destroyed when she would've inevitably had ninja come looking for her, every passer-by could've been a killer in disguise, several attempted at Hanasaku's life in broad daylight in the middle of a small settlement. Innocent bystanders got hurt quite often, at some point the woman wrecked so many houses by causing earthquakes during her fights that even the villagers tried to stab her with forks in her sleep. One night Kiyomi woke up to a sight of a hooded men with knives around their beds. Seeing and living through something like that made experiences like this even scarier than they had to be…
Kiyomi slowed down, continuously losing speed as the sound of her prey's feet shuffling through the leaves and hitting the wood disappeared. The Yamanaka looked around, trying to pick up anything, any sound, nocturnal birds, maybe rodents running around the lower levels looking for a good night's snack. Nothing, absolute silence matching that of a graveyard during a Friday night. This man may have been sitting silently, looking to make a cheap and quick kill. Kiyomi drew her kunai blade from the pouch and prepared to deflect any projectiles, trying her best to listen in to that horrible sound of steel whistling and buzzing through the air aimed at her chest.
Sharp pain, almost like ice cold glass being dragged over her flesh on her back. The girl couldn't help but let out a grunt of pain, grinding her teeth together, as her body fell over forward, through the branches only to land softly on the moss below. The ground was soft, sludgy, almost like a swamp. Kiyomi looked around, touched her knees and felt a painful wound on them, probably caused by the fall, her elbows and knees were bleeding, the hot air made the warm stream of blood running down her back barely even sensible. The girl looked around, just by her own good luck she turned to see her assailant in mid pounce, instinctively the blonde raised her kunai knife and blocked the man's stab by shoving it to the side, his knees however dug into her abdomen sending her down and leaving her opponent on top of her ready to poke something out.
He was so silent! He moved with little to no sound, as if his steps moved no leaves, pressed against no moss, snapped no twigs. He moved fast, silently, hit right to the point. His knife was aimed right at the girl's chest, had his attack connected she'd have a giant knife sticking out from her heart, having cut right through her spine. Paralyzed and dead momentarily, a silent and flawless kill. Just who on earth was this guy!? The man raised his arms for a finishing stab, Kiyomi thrust her knife upwards, fighting strength with speed, the assailant leaned back to avoid the kunai so she wrapped her legs around his throat. No. At the last moment the man dropped his knife and blocked her thighs, shoving them aside he leaped backwards, so strong and so fast, he disappeared into the swampy forest with just a single leap back. His legs must've been able to dent steel to have this kind of force in them, either that or he used augmentation of his speed and dexterity to retreat.
Kiyomi got back on her feet, moving backwards and always looking around her surrounding, trying to summarize what she already knew about her assailant. The man was strong and fast, leaped through the air as if he had no air resistance to oppose him, walked and jumped without a sound. He knew his way with projectiles but he also seemed to wield a pretty large knife. Large enough to cut through Kiyomi's chest and leave on the other side, maybe even wide enough to chop limbs off if he had the piss in him to cut hard enough. Looked more like cleaver than a knife but was too fancy to cut dead meat with it.
His look was so strange, he looked like a really well trained hobo, he had long mane-like hair all over his head, the like that would get in one's way when travelling around through such a thick forest, maybe that was why he stopped moving and decided to just take the girl out and be done with it. Well, Kiyomi was the future heir of the Yamanaka clan, one of Konoha's elites, she'll make the man work for his kill, ideally, she'll take him out. He was travelling way too fast to have the hostage with him, travelling so fast and so carelessly with a passenger would've been too difficult, even for a bulky hunk like he was.
Kiyomi shook her head, a strange detail entered her mind… The man… He had grey whiskers and fangs, his teeth reminded her of Inuzuka teeth, she'd know, she'd seen those numerous times during her days with the old team. His whiskers rubbed against her face, right before the man tried to kill her, also she felt a pleasant tickle on her thighs, right where her skirt was torn by the explosion.
"I guess it's inevitable that there's a cat clan, I mean there can't just be a clan of dog people and no cat people, that'd make no sense…" Kiyomi thought to herself sarcastically. The man hunted like a large cat, however he didn't act entirely like one, great cats like the ones that were native to the Lightning Country's wastelands or some native to the southern parts of Fire Country's forests tried to bite through the neck, kill the enemy momentarily. Waste no time, waste no energy. This man acted similarly but differently, he aimed at a lethal spot but not the neck. Maybe he wasn't taught all of his clan's secrets just yet, maybe he's a reject of his clan or something?
A knife plunged through Kiyomi's neck, right through her throat, right through the spine and out through the front. A loud poof dispelled the clone making the cat-man confused, Kiyomi's shoulder dug into the man's back making him grunt and get thrusted off balance forward, the cat-hobo tried to turn around but Kiyomi's punches kept him from fighting back or getting back straight on his feet, neither was he let to get away again now that he showed himself again. Once again without a sound or a single sign of his existence. After a large number of punches, enough to take out most ordinary men and even weaker ninja the large cat-man stumbled back, struggling to keep his stance straight. Kiyomi was nowhere to be seen.
"Earth Style: Submarine Voyage!" Kiyomi shouted out appearing from below with an unexpected punch from underground. The man blocked her punch and swung her, tossing her aside with little to no effort and disappearing into the forest with a single leap once again. His stupid quadrupedal pounces tossing him to the other side of the battlefield annoyed the girl greatly. He took all of her punches and stood, that wasn't something many people were able to do, she also caught him unprepared, it's very likely that if they contended one on one just with their hand to hand skills he'd come out on top, Kiyomi needed to be careful.
The girl wanted to get the man talking but she knew that was impossible, if he was an actual stealth using assassin he'd stay quiet and out of sight. The fact that he didn't use projectiles showed that he either used all of them out before or he realized that projectiles didn't move as fast or as silently as he did. Both assumptions were right, the man moved faster than a thrown knife, he leaped more quietly, almost like he didn't contact with air. Kiyomi pressed her back against a tree, she knew that the man was likely able to cut right through it, no he'll be tempted to do that, in other words she made a mistake to draw the man out where she could've seen him.
Almost like she sensed the man coming Kiyomi rolled forward, the man's knife appeared from the tree bark cutting through it like butter, with a roar the man pulled the knife out from the tree. His muscles were tense and were apparently working overtime to pull the blade out, that meant that it wasn't chakra-enhanced weapon. It could only cut thing depending on the toughness of its alloy and the strength of the user, it could've been subjected to dullness and rust. Not that Kiyomi could make steel just wither...
The girl pulled out her knife, she wasn't that great at knife combat but she couldn't afford letting the man slip from her sight again. This was not good, the man countered her perfectly, he was constantly out of her sight so the girl couldn't have possibly hit him with her clan techniques, he was a very agile and dexterous combatant so even if she did see him it'd be hard to catch him off guard again. He was a pretty tough cookie!
Loud clangs emanated through the forest as Kiyomi tried desperately to injure her assailant, the man deflected her swipes near effortlessly, as predicted he was much better at armed combat. It didn't took long for the man to find holes in Kiyomi's defense and start swinging around her blocks, leaving cuts and gashes on her, tag and mark her as ripe for killing. Kiyomi needed to get back from him, to get away from this confrontation or she risked skipping a thrust and dying a painful death before she could claim her position as the leader of her clan. Something Kiyomi was rightfully proud of, something she viewed as a great honor and as a responsibility, she had no right to get hunted down like some deer in the woods!
The girl raised two of her fingers, the hunter stopped in his track, his knife was right atop of her chest, perhaps several inches away from entering it. His unsuccessful attempt to behead Kiyomi separated a lot of hair from her head, the girl smiled looking down and seeing her chakra channeled through the hair and stopping the man in place, now she had him. Kiyomi weaved her hand seals again.
"Mind Body Disturbance: Art of Valentine!" she shouted right before a loud howl echoed and a pale hollow left from her palms, one shaped similarly like a sphere with a Kiyomi's facial features onto it and entered her opponent. The man twitched and shook violently before lifting the knife up into the air and plunging it into his own chest, blood squirted out from his wound and Kiyomi's mind left his body. This technique was quite different from her simple "Mind Body Switch", she didn't take over the opponent's mind by entering it, she instead just ordered them to do something, something like injure themselves.
The cat-man struggled, clutching his chest he stumbled back and tore his shirt off revealing a grotesquely hairy chest. He then disappeared into the forest thickness with a single leap. Kiyomi once again heard no sign of his existence, she was really surprised that the man could still move so swiftly, if he could move like that, it meant he could still fight even with that wound in his chest. Kiyomi didn't know how deep exactly it was but this man had some stamina and pain tolerance, she had to give him that…
The man's figure leaped out from the forest into the fray, stabbing at Kiyomi's location, this time the girl could hear his cloth rustling, he had his shirt wrapped around his chest like a tourniquet and charged at her without whatever stealth techniques he used previously making avoiding him an accomplishable task with enough effort. Finally some luck smiled at Kiyomi's side too, she could compete with an opponent who perfectly countered her abilities, she was really a prodigy! Now the girl realized what exactly the clan elders saw in her, well, technically her origins had a lot to do with her status but skill must've also…
A loud poof alerted Kiyomi that the man who leaped out was just a clone. A spear flew out from the forest plunging itself into Kiyomi's stomach. The girl coughed up blood, she got careless for just a moment, thought she had the man… Almost instantly Kiyomi weaved a hand seal and forced her body to use chakra in hyper mode, waste as much of it as it needed to in order to keep her alive. As her life was fading the Yamanaka supplied her chakra to replace it but the more time would pass the more chakra she'd need to fill the gap. Kiyomi moaned, no screamed in pain pathetically as some sort of a wire dragged the spear out from her gut and made her fall onto the ground. She saw the blood spill out madly, a wild burst of chakra slowed the process down a bit. This was bad… She couldn't die here, not like this…
The cat-man prowled at her from the thickness of the forest, he smelled the blood rushing out of her, he saw her pale skin, he sensed her body slowly seeping the life out of itself. Yet the man was desperate, he was also bleeding out so he desperately tried to take the girl's life with carelessly wide swings, Kiyomi was no knife combat master but even she could avoid or deflect such careless and desperate swings. The man roared, two more knives appeared in other spots on his hand, he held a knife using the holes between his fingers as if they here his claws. Like a real great cat he lunged forward with a barrage of mad swipes. Kiyomi's body got torn into shreds, into small pieces as if she was file in a paper shredder but then her body poofed and de-transformed into a piece of log that she substituted with using the Academy "Substitution Technique"
The girl breathed heavily clutching her bleeding gut. She charged at the man using her knife, maybe he'd be just as lackluster with his defenses as he was with his offense? Kiyomi's theory was correct, he was getting sloppy but the bad news was that so was she, her blood loss made her swings weaker, sloppier, the dizziness in her head made her swings strangely lack power, speed and precision so the man managed to avoid them. Kiyomi thrust her knife forward sending it right into the cat-hobo's eye, from a cloud of smoke she realized that she just pierced a log of wood, the cat-man also managed to use the "Substitution Jutsu" in time, so he actually was a ninja who went through the Ninja Academy…
Kiyomi leaped to the side, instinctively, knowing that the man would try to take her out after her attack missed and just barely she avoided a spear, another whistling sound, the wire returned the spear to the man's hand and he tried hitting Kiyomi with her again. The man returned the spear back to his arms but Kiyomi had already pinpointed his position from where the spear returned and sent some shuriken at him, she couldn't afford to miss her clan techniques now, it'd leave her a free kill out in the open during the time that her mind would take to wander back to her body…
A loud clang and her shuriken falling down signaled that her projectiles were deflected. The man leaped out from the forest aiming to plunge his knife at Kiyomi, the girl just stood there, too dizzy to fight back, too injured to oppose… She made the look that pleaded for her life, she of all people, a Yamanaka heir could not have died, not like that… Not in some goddamn swamp out here… That was just the helpless act she needed!
"What the fuck!?" the cat-hobo shouted out as he realized that he was stuck in the air. Unable to move a muscle and when he forced it, steel wire cut into his flesh, making him drip and lose even more blood.
"What, did you think the real me was just doing nothing back when I replaced myself, did you think that I just revealed myself after having a chance to disappear from your sight? I played the prey this whole time…" Kiyomi smiled through pain, her lips were slowly becoming pale and blue, she pointed at the trees on the other side that had kunai in them, the kunai had steel wire tied around them which made an efficient wire trap, students were taught to make similar traps in the Academy so falling for it, thinking for a moment that this fight was over before being over was this man's mistake!
"I lost my explosive pouch in my last battles…" Kiyomi said and she switched the minds with her opponent again using "Mind Body Switch" again. "That's not too bad, you still have yours anyways…" the man's body spoke for Kiyomi as the girl forced the arm to reach for the pouch, the wounds opened also on the real Kiyomi's arm but she managed to let the pouch slip off, Kiyomi forced the man to weave a hand seal and her mind quickly returned to her real body before the explosion was set off.
A deafening explosion killed all the other sounds, it devastated the battlefield and set the moss on the ground ablaze starting a forest fire. Kiyomi looked around, she wasn't about to get cocky again, she needed to see the man's torn off limbs and blown up body to confirm her victory… Only a bunch of spears… The man must've substituted himself with them, he had several placed all around the forest, that mean that he also wasn't just staring at the blonde when he was hiding, he was setting up a plan B as well…
Kiyomi turned around catching the small knife aimed at her heart with her hand. She was so injured and so desperate that now further injuries barely mattered, the girl was on her final legs so she had to throw it all at the man, this was her final resolve, do or die! Kiyomi's punches ran wild, entire combinations connected to the man's tired body and face, she then fell on her knees but even as she did that, Kiyomi didn't let herself rest, even on her knees the girl kept pounding at the man's gut, blood started shooting from her stomach, running down her mouth but Kiyomi refused to just flip over and die, the girl weaved some hand seals, the man prowled back to the forest's thickness.
Kiyomi slammed her arm onto the dirt making a large boulder shoot off from the ground, making it rise controlled with her chakra. The burning moss on it stank even worse than that cat-man's beard! With a chakra fueled punch Kiyomi shoved the boulder forward, forcing it to crash into the area of the forest where the cat-hobo was supposed to be.
"Earth Style: Boulder Rush!" she shouted.
A wild roar, almost like that of a cat whose leg was just stepped on echoed after the deafening rumble of the boulder crashing through the trees, Kiyomi knew that she hit her mark! The girl fell on her knees and raised her head forward, she barely had the strength to defend herself but… She must've won, right? Purple smoke spreading from that area right behind the boulder suggested that a smoke bomb was used. Kiyomi waited for a counter… She waited and waited… And waited… Nothing.
The girl's body weightlessly hit the ground, she heard the forest burning down around her and saw the light closing in… She was too weak, lost too much blood…
The blonde felt a pill being shoved down her throat, thinking that it's a medical food pill the girl cracked it in her mouth. A wild flood of blood, no, some sort of blood substitute that instantly got absorbed into her mouth started running out from Kiyomi's mouth and into her stomach.
"Shit, blondie, you're not supposed to bloody crack it in your mouth… You're supposed to swallow it… Get it, I said "bloody", because it's a sanguine pill… Eh, fuck you, tough crowd, I guess…" Kiyomi heard the Quack's voice and saw Hisako slap the back of his head. She still felt weak, the Yoruma lifted the girl off and put her onto her shoulders.
"You'll heal her when we make our way back to the camp, as much as I appreciate that cheerleader-bitch set the forest on fire and let us know her position this place is about to kill us pretty fucking badly. I'd rather not have my fucking flesh melt like noodles in pee…"
"We have vastly different tastes of food, dear, you know that?" Quack snapped back at Hisako and the two took off
Kiyomi struggled to keep her consciousness, she felt warm stream of blood go through her body and her cheeks, she felt much better but it still felt like dying. It didn't matter, she just won. She got to prove her worth as a Yamanaka heir and that was all that mattered, leaving that alone she also kicked that cat-man's butt pretty hard. Maybe with some luck he'll be out of commission when the team stormed that bunker.
*****
Kiyomi kept on relentlessly bashing the training dummy. The knuckles of the young girl were bleeding, it was entirely safe to say that she no longer knew what she was doing. Much to her defense, she just woke up in the world where her brother, the only person in this world who saw her as a person instead of some delicate flower who couldn't be let out of a bubble and had to receive only the right amount of sunlight. Kiyomi punched the dummy again and again but it barely budged, the girl looked at her bleeding wrists, her hands looked so messy…
A man in strangely feminine blond hair and a purple kimono walked in on Kiyomi's "training". He ran up to her immediately trying to pull her away from the dummies. Why won't they break? Why won't they bend or fall how they did for her brother? Why was Kiyomi so weak that she couldn't even deliver a proper thud when she clocked those wooden leather covered targets.
"Lady Kiyomi, please, you can't be doing that!" the lady-man pleaded with her trying to drag her away.
"What's wrong? No sensei to fire for actually doing their job and training me?" Kiyomi rudely tossed back trying to yank her arm out of the man's grip but he was surprisingly strong for his build and looks.
"Lady Kiyomi, you must understand you must grow up to be of serviceable condition, you will be the image of femininity and compassion to not only your clan but the clan of your chosen husband. You absolutely cannot have broken knucklebones with knuckle gumps like some brawling wanderer when you grow up!" he pleaded again trying to drag her but Kiyomi pulled out a knife and slashed at him, leaving a small cut on his kimono but not yet cutting his "delicate" girly skin.
"Screw that, I want to be strong, I want to be a good ninja to be like my brother. I won't be some damned damsel described as a big cheese but actually fainting when the temperature falls below her comfort zone…" Kiyomi snapped back at the man and rushed at the dummy as if it was her actual opponent, as if that dummy would've killed her brother.
"Please, Lady Kiyomi… The clan shall provide all the tutoring you will need and it will also keep you safe, if you asked me it's for the better that you won't be around your brother, he was a bad influenc…"
Kiyomi slapped the man, tears filled her eyes and she bolted from the garden, rushing as far away from the clan district as possible. What a pathetic ninja she was… Her brother would've been disappointed, slapping and crying and whining like a spoiled brat… Her clan's strategy at pampering her must've been getting to her, she needed someone more like her brother, someone who could've watched her trip and fall, someone who'd laugh at her when she stepped into dog poop instead of licking it off from her shoes and then get fired for allowing the "Lady" to get dirty.
What was so special about her anyways? It wasn't like she was THE next in the line, she was just a conditional heir, then again, it was highly unlikely that her uncle would've actually had any heirs with his age and attitude in mind. Kiyomi kept running, heading to the training grounds. That was where her brother trained, that was the best place for her to be, be alone with her thoughts.
A powerful shockwave shook the ground tossing Kiyomi at least a meter into the air and then plummeting down. The Yamanaka stood up and ran towards the shockwave's center point. What if it was actually another bad person, a rogue ninja or something? No, it made no sense, how could it have been a bad person so deep inside village walls? It wasn't a desire for revenge against the very abstract idea of evil that lead Kiyomi rushing into the training grounds, it was sheer curiosity. Regardless, it was a powerful force to be lead by.
A middle aged woman with the usual Chuunin flak jacket and vibrant and wild brown hair was standing close to a leather dummy, knee deep in sawdust and small leather pieces. The brown haired woman closed up to the dummy, carefully, taking one or two steps at a time. As if she was expecting a counter or some sort of movement from it. Slowly the brown haired stranger moved two of her fingers up to the dummy and flicked it ever so softly. Another violent shockwave tossed Kiyomi up, the dummy dissolved into a pile of sawdust and leather cuts from the force built up inside it and small fissures opened up letting the excess of the leftovers spill inside. This woman was so strong!
Kiyomi flew up into the air and landed face first onto the dirt, the girl started tearing up again as she felt blood rushing from her broken nose. She felt a cold relief in her bleeding nose and saw a green flash of light right up to her face. It kept glowing and shining… For so long that Kiyomi was both bored and hurt from just sitting like that on the dirt.
"How long is your healing going to take?" Kiyomi asked, starting to get annoyed, her own clan medical ninja would've fixed something like a broken nose within seconds. She's been sitting there for a very awkward amount of time.
"Hey, I'm not used to healing other people, most people can't really take my healing, sometimes I break… Things." The woman loudly exclaimed. She sounded like one of those class clowns and Kiyomi had little time to deal with such people. Though maybe she could have been used, maybe this woman could've taught her to be strong, like her brother and this brown haired idiot?
*****
Kiyomi opened her eyes, they ran around the camp and stopped for a moment just to see Hisako and the Quack talking, having noticed Kiyomi waking up the Quack wandered back to her and sat on his knees.
"You snapped the sanguine pill in your mouth, while it did do the job of giving you a universal blood replacement to compensate you bleeding out through your gut while I healed you it did it halfway so you passed out, I was just about to stab you in the chest but it seems you've woken up, that's good, I've healed up your guts, your welcome, by the way. I used out most of my chakra checking after you and Hisako so beg that the one with the weird choice in clothes doesn't get too roughed up. It'd be best for you to rest now, I promise to do my best not to stab you in your sleep checking if you're not dead." The young man smiled for Kiyomi and walked away.
"We'll need to siege the bunker in the morning, we've no time to wait, they already know we can kick their butts so they'll move as fast as we give them the chance to, if they move outside the Fire Country we can't chase them. The seas are a neutral zone and the Atlantis Archipelago is already Water Country territory and jurisdiction…" Hisako's voice reached Kiyomi's ears after the blonde closed her eyes to rest.
"No, that's stupid, I told you that I won't be able to take care of you two for at least two more days after this, we need to wait! Quacks don't use medical food pills because they're too expensive and rare, if we carried those on us we'd be a constant target for rogues, my supply of sanguine pills and snap crackers is running low, you break a bone or lose some blood – you're on your own. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't normally care if you kick the bucket, well, the blondie's kinda cute but she's not my type, plus she has a year or two before she's allowed to look cute…" the Quack replied.
"Wait, so do you give a flying pigeon's raging diarrhea of fucks about our lives or not? Because that makes a huge fucking difference!" Hisako started losing it.
"Of course I do, you're my only chance to get inside Konohagakure and legitimize, settle down, stop healing wild mercenary swingers' broken dicks and feeding them blood pills when their concubines shank them. All I'm saying is, if you want me to help you – you'll wait."
Kiyomi snoozed off, just a tiny bit short of hearing the resolution of that heated debate. She felt tired and wanted some rest. There were a million thoughts running through her head, worries about Mana and what'd happen if she got injured, worries of how the mission would go if Hisako just ignored an exhausted Quack on their team…
It all disappeared with a flick of a finger right as the girl slipped into sleep.
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