Kiyosuke was lost.
A ninja getting lost—wasn’t that ridiculous?
Was there even any justice in the world?
This was all that woman’s fault—Terumi i had been chasing him relentlessly, leaving him scrambling like a headless chicken until he completely lost his bearings. And now? He had no clue where he was or how to get back.
"My luck’s unbelievable... And you! Why are you still chasing ?!"
He twisted around to look at Terumi i, who was still hot on his heels. This girl had so serious stamina—she hadn’t given up once.
"You’re my mission!"
"You take your missions that seriously?" he muttered, crouching on a tree branch.
i stopped as well, keeping a safe distance.
"In Kirigakure, the mission takes priority. If I fail, I’ll be punished."
Kirigakure operated under a strict regi, almost completely isolated from the outside world. The village upheld brutal systems, and failing a mission could lead to harsh punishnt—bloodline limit or not.
Not death, of course. Kirigakure hadn’t joined this war just to lose valuable shinobi. They were here to gain sothing. But so far, their fights with Konoha hadn’t brought much success.
Yesterday had been especially devastating—six of the Seven Ninja Swordsn were killed. Six!
Jinpachi Munashi, the coldest and most ruthless among them, remained.
The Seven Ninja Swordsn were one of Kirigakure’s elite forces. Matching a sword with the right wielder was no easy feat, and now, with six dead, it would be impossible to restore the group anyti soon.
Terumi i, being a rare bloodline wielder, wasn’t soone they’d allow to die. But punishnt? That was a given.
And she wasn’t about to let that happen. She was going to complete her mission.
Besides... she really wanted to beat the crap out of Asakawa Kiyosuke.
Okay, maybe there was also a little competitive fire in her. Kiyosuke was about her age, yet his strength was terrifying. Several of the Swordsn had died by his hand. She wanted to see just how far apart their abilities really were—without dying in the process, of course.
"Well, that’s rough," Kiyosuke said with a laugh.
His grin only made i want to punch him more.
"Hmph! You’re not getting away today! Water Style: Wild Water Wave!"
A stream of water surged from her mouth. Kiyosuke leapt away, dodging just in ti.
"Killing you would be a waste," he muttered, "but if I don’t take you down, you’re never going to leave alone."
"Exactly."
"Hmph! The path to victory is already set! Here cos—!"
He struck a bizarre pose before leaping from the branch, flas blazing from both palms. With a swing of his arms, two spears of fire shot out.
"Water Style: Water Formation Wall!"
Their attacks collided and canceled each other out. Kiyosuke raised a hand, igniting a vortex of fla around him. The air instantly grew hot and dry.
i’s eyes widened. That level of chakra control—without even forming hand seals—was insane.
"Fla Jet!"
"Water Style: Wild Water Wave!"
Realizing ninjutsu wouldn’t decide this fight, the two of them charged at each other.
Sparks flew as their kunai clashed.
Hand-to-hand, Kiyosuke had no doubts—he wouldn’t lose.
i’s taijutsu was impressive—far beyond any other kunoichi of their generation. Her movents were sharp, clean, efficient—far from what you’d expect from soone her age, let alone a girl.
Their battlefield shifted with each exchange.
"Lava Style!"
i suddenly leapt into the air and sprayed a torrent of corrosive acid from her mouth.
Kiyosuke barely dodged in ti.
The acid hit the ground and lted through it, forming a gaping pit. And it didn’t stop there—like a geyser, it kept pouring out. i stood in the middle of it unhard, while the acid splashed skyward and ca back down as corrosive rain.
Hsssss—!
The trees, rocks, and earth began to wither and pock under the rain. Leaves yellowed and died in an instant.
Kiyosuke clutched his arm—so of the acid had splashed him. If he hadn’t reacted fast, he might’ve lost the whole limb. Luckily, only the outer skin was burned.
Flas surged around him, forming a protective shield that blocked the acid rain.
He reached into his ninja pouch, pulled out so bandages and anti-inflammatory ointnt, and slapped the salve onto the wound without hesitation.
"Mmmgh—!"
The sting was unbearable—but kind of satisfying in a twisted way.
Gritting his teeth, he wrapped the wound hastily. Outside, things had quieted down. He dropped the fla shield and saw i panting heavily.
That last technique had clearly drained her chakra.
But his own chakra reserves were running low too. As he stared at her, Kiyosuke began weighing his options. He needed to find a way to shake her off for good.
"You’re done for," i panted.
"Don’t count out yet. I’ve still got a trick or two left," Kiyosuke grinned. "You might want to run while you still can. Otherwise, you’re going to die in a really unpleasant way."
i’s heart sank as she stared at the fire enveloping him.
She rembered it clearly.
She quickly ford hand seals and called out:
"Water Style: Exploding Water Shockwave!"
A massive pillar of water erupted beneath them, flooding the area. Kiyosuke snuffed out his flas and let the surge carry him off.
"Now that’s what I call an escape route!" he laughed as he vanished with the current.
"That bastard!"
i gritted her teeth and gave chase. She wasn’t letting him go. No way.
...
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Two figures zipped through the forest, trading deadly blows.
Kiyosuke’s clothes were torn and bloodied, with several gashes across his body. i didn’t look much better—her hair was partially singed, and her clothes were shredded, exposing multiple wounds.
They’d been fighting for two whole days and nights.
Unlike the more reckless mbers of the Seven Ninja Swordsn, i was far more cautious. She mostly relied on long-range attacks and rarely engaged Kiyosuke up close—and when she did, it was brief. She kept him at bay just enough to wear him down, leaving him stuck in a frustrating limbo.
Without backup, Kiyosuke couldn’t go all out. Both of their chakra reserves were nearly depleted.
Elsewhere, Kirigakure and Konoha had resud full-scale battle. No one was coming to back either of them up. They’d wandered so deep into the Land of Waves, they were completely lost.
But none of that mattered now.
All they wanted was to take the other down.
They were fighting on the edge of a cliff—below them, the ocean roared. At so point, they had reached the border of the Land of Waves.
i stood across from Kiyosuke, breathing heavily, disheveled and worn.
"Stop... stop running! That’s the sea below! Asakawa Kiyosuke, there’s nowhere left to go!"
Kiyosuke chuckled darkly. "And what makes you think you’re not the one who’s going to fall?"
His chakra was too low to summon anything—not even elental transformation was possible now.
But pride wouldn’t let him lose ground. His words, at least, had to be sharp as ever.
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