A painful sound suddenly came from Mikoto's mouth.
Her voice was hoarse, sorrowful, and heartbreaking.
"Hahaha! I was almost killed by you, you little brat!" The scarred man suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter.
"I, a Jonin, was almost taken down by a kid like you. Your genjutsu is truly terrifying!"
"These few seconds you bought with your life will come at a price!"
A feeling of elation surged in the scarred man's heart. In all these years, this was indeed the most heartbreaking cry he had ever heard.
Mikoto rushed towards Tatsumi desperately.
The scarred man reached out to grab Mikoto's collar.
But Mikoto dodged it as if she knew it in advance, and then took out a kunai and stabbed at the reaching hand.
The kunai scratched the scarred man's hand. He stared at Mikoto's eyes in a daze.
"Sharingan?"
Then he became ecstatic.
"Hahaha. If I catch you and hand you over to the leader, the leader won't blame me for tonight's events."
He ignored the injury on his hand and continued to grab at Mikoto.
Several shurikens shot out from Nawaki's hand, directly attacking the scarred man's head.
The scarred man quickly dodged them.
"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique." Nawaki immediately formed hand seals.
A huge water dragon swallowed the scarred man.
"Mikoto, go and save Tatsumi."
"Leave everything else to me."
Nawaki gave Mikoto a thumbs up and showed a confident smile.
His yellow hair fluttered in the breeze.
And then... there was no then.
The scarred man used a Body Flicker Technique to dodge the water dragon.
His movements were so fast that Nawaki didn't even have time to react before being kicked away.
"...."
"Now there's no one to disturb our little chat, Uchiha brat." The scarred man grinned as he walked towards Mikoto.
Mikoto, who was lying on top of Tatsumi, ignored the approaching scarred man. Her eyes seemed unfocused as she desperately tried to stop the bleeding from Tatsumi's chest with both hands.
The scarred man stood behind Mikoto, his left hand reaching out to grab her.
Suddenly, a crisp snap of fingers was heard.
The scarred man's eyes immediately glazed over. But he regained his composure after only a second.
"It all ends here!"
Tatsumi, who was on the ground, had already stood up, staring at him like a ghost.
There was even a kunai stuck in his chest.
Tatsumi's right hand drooped down, and a kunai appeared in his left hand.
A cloud of hazy chakra appeared at the handle of the kunai.
Then the kunai made a huge sound, like a cannonball tearing through the air.
The scarred man and Tatsumi were only a step away. There was no way he could dodge such a high-speed kunai.
He only made a slight dodging motion,
Only to see a cold light flash past,
Directly tearing through his chest.
The high-speed kunai pierced a large hole, and a cloud of blood mist sprayed out.
"...The pain is only slight, and you cannot control my rage." Tatsumi looked at the scarred man with a pale face.
The scarred man staggered back a few steps, leaning against a large tree.
The life-and-death situation had been reversed in an instant!
He looked at the bloody hole in his body, and he knew he was going to die.
"Heh... heh, am I going to die?"
He stared fixedly at Tatsumi, roaring like a beast from his throat, "Le...leave...those...two...alone...I...beg...you..."
Then his throat continued to make some meaningless "Ho Ho..." sounds.
These were the last words he spoke in this world.
The scarred man could no longer perceive any movement of his body.
Only in his vision, the figure in front of him, that world, gradually drifted away...
It was at this moment that Mikoto reacted, her face full of tears as she looked up in disbelief. She looked at Tatsumi, who was standing beside her, and her voice was still choked with sobs: "That... Tatsumi... you..."
"Don't worry, it's just a small injury." Tatsumi waved his hand.
But his face was pale, and he didn't look okay at all. Tatsumi sat down on the ground. The previous movement had pulled on the wound on his chest again.
Mikoto ran to his side and knelt down. She had learned some simple first aid and nursing skills before.
But at this moment, her hands were shaking, and she didn't know what to do at all.
Looking at the kunai in Mikoto's hand that almost poked him in the face, Tatsumi was a little scared.
I still need my face to make a living!
He smiled, "Mikoto, let's talk nicely, put down the kunai in your hand first."
"Don't be nervous... Look at the way you're crying now, you look like a pig nose."
"You... what are you joking about." Perhaps the pig nose comment made her a little sober.
She put down the kunai, reached into her backpack, and took out a bandage, tears streaming down her face: "It's all my fault, I let him catch me. I made you unable to use your full strength."
"I'd rather I... do you know I almost thought you were dead just now, I almost thought you were dead..."
"It's okay. I can see the trajectory of the kunai when he throws it. My nerve reactions allow me to dodge in time. The opponent is indeed a Jonin, but my taijutsu is also very good."
"And because of Tsunade-sensei, I have a good understanding of the human body structure."
"At that moment, as long as I dodged the vital parts and reduced his vigilance, it was the simplest and most direct way."
"If it weren't for me..."
"It's not your fault." Interrupting Mikoto's crying, Tatsumi's gaze turned to the Sharingan in Mikoto's eyes.
He touched Mikoto's head, "This is my own choice."
In that situation, if Mikoto was caught by the Jonin, Tatsumi would only have one chance to save her.
The scarred man and Orochimaru looked very similar to the couple who lived in their small inn.
Tatsumi looked at the scarred man's appearance and finally remembered this.
So he decided to use that guiding genjutsu. Under the guidance of Tatsumi's words, that genjutsu would trigger the most feared scene in the opponent's heart.
If the opponent was caught in the genjutsu, everything would be fine.
Even if the opponent was not caught in the genjutsu, the stimulation of that genjutsu would prioritize attacking Tatsumi.
This was the only way he could think of to save Mikoto in this situation.
If it were normal, although the scarred man was a Jonin, even if Tatsumi couldn't beat him, he could still keep him busy.
However, just holding a friend he cared about hostage, he might exchange it with blood, with life.
This was why Yahiko was forced to death by Hanzo in the first place. In this situation, a slight mistake could lead to death.
The path was chosen by oneself, but since it has been chosen, then there is nothing to complain about.
Mikoto was a little silent. Tatsumi was in danger, but she couldn't help at all.
I want to become stronger, at least be able to share the danger of battle for Tatsumi.
This thought appeared in Mikoto's mind.
Disordered footsteps came from afar. Tatsumi slowly closed his eyes: "Nawaki is back, I'll faint for a while, Mikoto you..."
"Don't you dare faint!" Mikoto suddenly cried out, "You can't sleep, I won't let you close your eyes..."
"Mikoto, I'm just going to faint for a bit. It's okay to hold on like this, but I'm tired from bleeding so much, just a little faint, it's okay..."
"You can't faint, don't sleep, what if you can't wake up if you fall asleep... don't sleep, please don't sleep..."
Mikoto cried loudly, she reached out and patted Tatsumi's cheeks, patting his face with blood.
"Stop crying, okay... I'm afraid of you. I won't faint, okay..."
Tatsumi muttered helplessly, "You're much scarier than that scarred man..."
Tatsumi rested his head on Mikoto's lap.
Then he looked up at the sky, felt the sensation under his head, and Tatsumi smiled.
This kind of warfare seems pretty good too.
Tatsumi gave the sky the middle finger.
Then he couldn't help but curse, "Hey, Orochimaru-sensei, how much longer do you want to peek!"
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