"Uchiha Kaito…"
"I'm begging you, stop making a scene here."
In front of an ice cream shop, Kaito sat cross-legged in front of the stall as if it were his own living room, twirling a kunai in his hand while muttering about "Sword Control Technique" and "truly incredible."
Beside him, Hikari—clutching an ice cream in one hand and dragging him by the collar with the other—kept darting nervous glances around.
Her palms were slick with sweat.
She felt like every passerby was staring at them with weird looks.
For a socially anxious matriarch like her, this mont made her want to either slaughter everyone on the street or just die on the spot.
Even her voice carried a pleading tone.
"Please…"
"I'll humor your antics back ho, no problem… Just get up."
Hikari was already regretting coming out with this kid. The weight of strangers' eyes felt like everyone had a Mangekyō trained on them.
It was unbearable.
"Almost done."
"Today's training is nearly complete."
Kaito glanced at the progress bar about to tick forward, then at the introverted matriarch beside him.
All he could say was…
No matter the world, introverts are always extroverts' playthings.
Thinking of his foolish younger brother back ho—who'd happily practice Lightning Release with him under a telephone pole—Kaito looked up and remarked airily,
"You're strong, but you're nowhere near as good as my idiot little brother."
Hikari: "..."
Her fists clenched so hard they trembled. Gritting her teeth, she hissed under her breath, "Hurry up!"
"If this goes on any longer, I'm leaving!!"
She couldn't be bothered to argue with this kid who never grasped the important things.
Nowhere near as good…?
Only a true moron would even think to compare!
Hikari was filled with regret.
Even the novelty of the ice cream in her hand had lost its appeal thanks to soone's interference.
"Done."
Seeing the [Sword Control Technique] task progress bar jump to 2, Kaito dusted himself off and tucked the kunai back into his pouch.
"Boss, two more ice creams."
"Coming right up, young man!"
His sudden generosity instantly soothed Hikari's bristling temper. Her eyes lit up as she inwardly praised, 'Since this brat knows how to treat , I'll let it slide this ti.'
Still, to save face, she lifted her chin and coldly warned him,
"Don't let it happen again."Kaito turned his head and chuckled softly, thinking how easily his great-grandmother could be fooled.
But it had to be said that in this era, everything seed endlessly fascinating to Hikari. Whether it was the advertisent screens playing by the streets, the various snacks and dolls at the stalls—Uchiha Hikari would stop and stare, occasionally letting out exclamations of wonder.
She looked like a complete country bumpkin who'd never seen the world.
He hadn't even complained about her embarrassing behavior, and now that he was doing his daily training…
You have the nerve to criticize ?
Just look at Runtu—he's been sitting quietly in the bag without making a sound.
After buying ice cream, the two walked leisurely, heading toward the Hikari Ruins along the border of the Land of Fire.
Though it was early morning, thanks to that "sun" disrupting everyone's sleep schedule, the streets of the Land of Fire were still bustling with people.
As for why their training had to be in that direction…
Great-grandmother had said that since they were practicing new Ninjutsu, they naturally needed to find opponents to fight—only then could they master the techniques quickly.
"Rember this later," Hikari instructed Kaito while going over the details. "Try not to use that space-ti Ninjutsu. Just fight with what I just taught you, got it?"
When it ca to Shuriken, she did know one technique—sothing she had comprehended and refined during the clashes between the Uchiha and Sarutobi clans, later engraved into her very being.
"Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu, right?"
"I get it."
The technique Great-grandmother had taught him not only allowed him to apply shadow clones to Shuriken and Kunai but also enabled him to control the projectiles in a tornado-like trajectory, engulfing enemies in an instant.
By today's Ninjutsu standards, this technique was at least A-rank or higher.
And in his hands…
It could unleash power no weaker than an S-rank Ninjutsu.
Hikari nodded in satisfaction.
This kid might be prone to acting out, but when it ca to talent, he might not be any worse than her.
She was about to offer a few words of encouragent when, just as they reached her lips, she noticed the boy had sohow pulled out a strange tal object—so startling that she nearly tripped over her own feet.
If it had been just any ordinary object, she might not have reacted so strongly. But the thing in Kaito's hands was…
A miniature Runtu, with a Kunai mounted on its head, about the size of two palms put together.
"Idiot!!"
"What are you planning now?!"
The mont she saw this bizarre contraption, alarm bells rang in her head—she could already predict that this brat was about to do sothing that would embarrass her.
"Custom Kunai." Kaito hung the dog-Kunai on his bag, completely ignoring his great-grandmother's earlier words.
He wanted to test whether combining the Flying Thunder Dog with Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu could produce so interesting results.
"Oh, and we should disguise ourselves before going in."
As he spoke, Kaito ford hand seals and—poof—transford into Pain's appearance. The Samsara Eye wasn't convincing enough, so he even pulled out a custom-made pair of colored contacts to wear.
If he activated his Sharingan, he could also disguise it a bit, minimizing the risk of his identity being exposed.
After all, while the Transformation Jutsu was effective, in the heat of battle, taking too many hits could disrupt his Chakra control—and then he'd revert to his original form.
"Fine."
This ti, Hikari didn't argue. She took the tiger-striped mask Kaito handed her, and the mont she put it on, she transford into Obito's likeness.
"Watch slaughter them all!""Let the weak humans of this world feel the power of Kami-da!"
Freshly transford into the Deva Path Pain, Kaito instantly got into character, raising his hands high—just short of shouting a few "carry rice" chants to hype himself up.
He could guarantee that with his acting skills, even if Nagato were here, he'd have to check his own Chakra to see if he'd sohow acquired an extra Deva Path Puppet.
"Maybe we don't need to kill all of them..." Hikari muttered, watching as this guy slipped back into his old habits. Strangely, seeing him like this, spouting such words, didn't feel out of place at all.
"I still need to mark them."
Though they had been wandering around the Land of Fire these past few days, their main goal was to place the Eight Thousand Spear Marks on the shinobi.
By now, over two hundred shinobi in the Land of Fire had been marked. It was safe to say that, unless a Six Paths-level powerhouse appeared, they wouldn't have much to worry about in their next moves.
"Fine, we'll kill half. And I'll pin the bla on soone else."
The two Uchihas walked side by side, casually discussing murder as if it were nothing. If the Second Hokage were alive to see them, he'd surely curse them a few more tis—"Those inherently wicked Uchihas."
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