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After leaving Konoha, Shin took out the mission details. It contained information about the missing-nin they were hunting.
The missing-nin’s name was Kawada Heiwa. His strength was at the level of an elite Chūnin. He had defected after accidentally killing a comrade during a heated argument.
He had been gone for half a year and was suspected to be hiding in the Land of Whirlpools.
Shin paused when he saw that. Kushina, peering over his shoulder, also froze.
“We’re going to the Land of Whirlpools?” Kushina asked, looking up at Shin.
“Yeah, I wonder what it’s like now.”
Mikoto looked at them. She knew the Land of Whirlpools was their former home, a place filled with both good and bad memories.
“When we left, I didn’t think we’d ever go back.”
Shin wasn’t one to dwell on sentimentality.
“We’ll have to take a ship. Do you get seasick, Mikoto?”
“I’ve never been on a ship before. I don’t know,” Mikoto replied.
Kushina’s face paled. She suddenly remembered her unfortunate tendency to get seasick.
“Can we not take a ship?” she asked weakly.
“Sure, you can always run there on water.”
Shin offered an alternative. It wasn’t entirely a joke. The Land of Whirlpools wasn’t that far from the Land of Fire. It was doable.
“Okay, let’s run to the Land of Whirlpools!” Kushina declared, clapping her hands.
Shin shrugged. He didn’t mind.
“But before we go, we have a tail to deal with. I don’t like being followed. Come on out.”
Shin’s voice turned cold.
The Root Member hiding in the shadows was startled. ‘Discovered? How did he know?”
Since he had been found out, there was no point hiding. As an elite Jōnin, he didn’t need to rely on sneak attacks to deal with three Chunin.
“An Anbu?” Kushina and Mikoto saw his attire and assumed he was Anbu.
“Not Anbu. Root. Danzō’s lackey. One of the guys who attacked us before,” Shin corrected them.
Hearing that he was one of Danzō’s men, Kushina and Mikoto prepared for battle. From Shin and Tsunade, they had learned that Danzō was a bad guy.
“Just how much does that geezer Danzō hate me?” Shin wondered.
He had barely left the village, and Danzō had already sent someone after him.
“You bastard! You killed my comrades! Danzō-sama ordered me to kill you!”
“You’re here to kill us?”
Kushina clenched her fists, ready to fight. She wasn’t going to be bullied.
But Shin stopped her.
“Kushina, he’s an elite Jōnin. You’re not strong enough.”
If it were a regular Jōnin, he might let Kushina spar with him, but against an elite? She didn’t stand a chance.
“An elite Jōnin, huh? Fine, I’ll let you off the hook for now.”
Kushina stepped back, letting Shin handle this.
She wasn’t worried. She had seen Shin slaughter elite Jōnin before.
“I’ll use you to test my Genjutsu.”
Shin hadn’t had a chance to test his Genjutsu since acquiring the Kurama Clan’s Kekkei Genkai. This was the perfect opportunity.
Danzō was a lifesaver, sending him a free sparring partner.
Shin looked at the Root Member, and in a flash, pulled him into a Genjutsu world. This world was constructed from Shin’s imagination.
It was a dark and eerie place. The Root Member found himself bound to a cross.
“Is this Genjutsu?”
He wasn’t panicked. He tried to disrupt his Chakra flow to break free.
But to his horror, it didn’t work. He couldn’t even sense his Chakra. It was as if he had become a normal human.
“It’s useless. Enjoy your suffering.”
Shin drew his sword and used the Root Member as a training dummy, slashing and stabbing him repeatedly.
The Member didn’t know how many times he died. Each time he was killed, he would revive, only to be killed again.
After dozens of deaths, his eyes glazed over, his mind broken.
In this Genjutsu world, everything, including time, space, and even the laws of physics, was under Shin’s control. It was a mental assault that could crush even the strongest minds.
Shin’s Genjutsu was similar to the Mangekyō Sharingan’s Tsukuyomi, which Obito had called the ultimate mental attack.
Of course, Obito’s words weren’t always trustworthy, but Tsukuyomi was undeniably powerful.
Shin didn’t have Tsukuyomi. His Mangekyō Sharingan abilities were Yomotsu Hirasaka and Tenmomei. This Tsukuyomi-like Genjutsu was something he had developed after copying the Kurama Clan’s Kekkei Genkai. He called it Tsukuyomi as well.
Its effects were the same as the original Tsukuyomi. He didn’t bother thinking of a new name.
Once the Genjutsu was released, Shin looked at the unconscious Root Member and shook his head.
A single Tsukuyomi had broken him. Shin hadn’t even used his other Genjutsu, the one that could control the five senses.
“What happened to him?”
Kushina asked. They hadn’t even fought, and the guy was already down.
From their perspective, Shin had simply looked at the man, and he had collapsed.
“Was it Genjutsu?” Mikoto asked.
“Yep,” Shin confirmed.
Looking at the unconscious Root Member, Shin threw a Kunai, piercing his heart.
He wouldn’t show mercy to his enemies. Mercy to the enemy was cruelty to himself. He lived by that motto.
In the world of Shinobi, there was no room for sentimentality.
“We can’t leave the body here.” Shin thought for a moment, then incinerated the corpse with a Fireball Jutsu.
They continued on their journey to the Land of Whirlpools. Danzō didn’t yet know that he had lost another elite Jōnin.
Danzō didn’t have many elite Jōnin to spare. Including Kato Dan, Shin had now killed four of them. Danzō must be furious.
Perhaps after this, he would stop targeting Shin.
He had already suffered heavy losses. Until he understood what was happening, he wouldn’t dare attack Shin again.
Elite Jōnin weren’t easy to replace. Training one took years. Danzō couldn’t afford to lose any more.
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