"Oh~ I see, then it must be really painful for you."
Ōtsutsuki Tsukihi, pure-hearted like a little bunny herself, believed Gin's nonsense without much thought. Her pale white eyes filled with sympathy, and she even began speaking more cautiously, afraid of unintentionally hurting the blind man's fragile heart again.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked like that."
"It's fine. I'm used to it."
Tsukihi, wrapped in her long robe, had already lowered her guard completely. For Gin, who was currently acting up a storm, the closeness was almost too much—his nose threatened to erupt from the overwhelming rush of emotion.
"Sigh… I'm sorry. Even though you're blind, for the sake of the Ōtsutsuki clan's revival, I must ask you to endure so things."
Looking at the warm smile on Gin's handso face, Tsukihi's heart clenched. This man's fate was too pitiful—losing his sight at the pri of his youth, now stranded on the moon, and forced to sow seeds for the rest of his life...
Truly, a tale to break anyone's heart.
"Huh? Oh don't worry, I'm a shinobi. Whatever you need, leave it to !"
Gin's eyes, though devoid of light, were filled with visions of overwhelming white softness. His mind had gone blank, and he heard none of the sorrowful tone from Tsukihi. Her apologies translated in his ears as confirmation: the reward was already generously paid in full. No matter the task, he would complete it.
Bothered by the heat, Tsukihi tossed her robe aside, thinking he was blind anyway. She had no reason to hide.
And just like that, her sweat-soaked form was revealed: tight-fitting vest and hot pants clinging to her skin. Gin's supposedly lifeless eyes suddenly lit up with the vibrancy of life. She was less than a ter in front of him, fanning herself, her soaked clothes leaving little to the imagination.
Chanting see no evil in his mind, Gin lowered his head to reflect on his life choices. But the sheer impact of the image lodged a pink bomb in his brain that detonated with a violent burst—his nose erupted.
"Eh? Why are you having a nosebleed?!"
Tsukihi, fanning herself by tugging on her collar, suddenly noticed Gin's face remained stoic while blood poured from his nose like a broken faucet.
"Cough, cough... Maybe it's altitude sickness? Should pass in a few days."
Gin, realizing he was about to die from blood loss and beco the most disgraceful transmigrator in history, quickly reached into his bag to try and stop the bleeding.
He grabbed a soft piece of fabric, assuming it was a handkerchief, and clutched it to his nose.
...Why does it sll so nice?
"Wait, let heal you, okay?"
Panicked by the amount of blood, Tsukihi hurried forward, glowing green chakra gathering in her hands—classic healing technique.
But as she stepped closer, her eyes locked onto what Gin had pulled out.
The glow in her hand changed instantly from soothing green to blazing blue, brimming with destructive power.
"YOU LITTLE THIEF! DIE!!"
"Huh?"
Caught completely off guard by her sudden shift, Gin twisted to avoid her furious blast. His pupils filled with confusion as he dodged another furious strike.
"My acting was flawless. How did you see through ?"
Gin prided himself on his acting chops. He'd won third prize in elentary school drama and even directed and starred in Uchiha Tragedy: Final Night. How could he have been exposed by this seemingly clueless Byakugan girl?
"You despicable thief! Give back my bunny!!"
Tsukihi's beautiful white eyes flared with rage. Her attacks beca increasingly sloppy from anger, and Gin effortlessly dodged them. But her fury only deepened.
She pointed a trembling finger at him. "I can't believe I felt sorry for you! Today you'll learn just how many eyes the Rabbit Goddess has!"
"What? Wait—oh sh—!"
Following her gaze, Gin looked down at the "handkerchief" in his hands.
He froze, and so did his blood.
Unfolding the fabric, he stared at the small embroidered bunny. It was a soft pink cloth, delicate and sweet-slling.
Staring at it, he muttered, "This is... a little bunny?"
Then he looked toward the trembling Tsukihi and asked, "It's just a handkerchief. Is that really a reason to kill soone?"
"DIE!!"
Tsukihi's face flushed crimson. Seeing her private bunny now stained by another's blood pushed her over the edge.
Now, all she wanted was to erase him from existence—and erase the mory with him.
"Tch, and this is supposed to be a clan leader? No grace at all."
Gin's eyes flicked down at her impressive chest and shook his head. Her capacity for fury clearly exceeded her capacity for... anything else.
Driven to the brink, Tsukihi entered a berserk state. Her body surged with blue chakra, and the air beca charged with danger. Gin began to sense a real threat.
BOOM!
Her tiny hand flicked, unleashing several chakra fists that hurtled toward Gin with terrifying speed.
He dodged with Shunshin no Jutsu (Body Flicker Technique), just in ti. The fists didn't slow—they slamd into the thick door behind him, sending it crashing down.
And there, outside, stood soone with her ear still pressed to the door.
Ōtsutsuki Biraku.
She hadn't left after all, worried for Gin's safety. But what she heard made her blood run cold.
Wait... why does it sound like they're fighting?
Before she could act, the door exploded open, revealing her in an awkward eavesdropping pose.
"…Wasn't this supposed to be... that kind of serving? Why so loud?"
Biraku's face was filled with confusion and awkwardness, trying to play it cool.
"Ōtsutsuki Biraku! Grab him, now!"
Still in her fury, Tsukihi shouted the order, her rational mind slipping away.
"Wait, don't do this kind of play, Tsukihi-sama! Gin-dono's delicate!"
Biraku panicked. Thoughts flew through her mind at lightspeed, until finally she made a serious face and tried to talk so sense into the clan leader.
"You need to get out more, Tsukihi-sama! Less fantasy novels, more real-world experience!"
"You… traitor?! You were in on it from the start?!"
Tsukihi's white eyes glowed with burning blue light. Her voice turned frigid.
We have a mole in the clan.
"Hey, I wanted to... but we all agreed he was for everyone!"
Biraku scratched her head, admitting that she had once considered "privatizing the public transport," but now the cat was out of the bag, it was probably too late to secure the vehicle.
"You fools."
Now fully enraged, Tsukihi's logic had evaporated. She stretched out her hands, glowing with destructive energy, a small but deadly sphere forming in her palm. Her aim was no longer just Gin—but Biraku too.
Biraku tensed, yet didn't move.
She knew if she backed away, Gin would surely die. anwhile, Gin studied the attack curiously. It felt familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.
"Hey, shouldn't we like… dodge?"
Gin nudged Biraku gently, trying to whisper.
"There's nowhere left to dodge, Gin-dono. Please… let protect your smile."
"Watch closely—this is my transformation!"
The Moon Arc is entering its final countdown~
(End of Chapter)
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