"Is that so... So it really was you?"
Hearing that sudden voice—quiet, yet filled with hysteria and intense resistance—the Silver Moon Black Robe seemed to pause slightly. An indescribable expression flashed across his face before he turned around and looked at Fujiki Shigeru behind him.
That Fujiki Shigeru from his memories, now blurred beyond recognition—the man he was not even sure was the person he remembered.
"Hmph!"
Ignoring the threat of the Black-armored Giant Snake and the cries of bloodshed nearby, Fujiki Shigeru seemed to have focused all his attention on the Silver Moon Black Robe. Hearing that voice and meeting his gaze, he snorted coldly with undisguised hostility.
Hey, hey!
Teacher Fujiki, what are you doing?!
Hearing that cold snort, his three disciples could no longer spare any concern for their own peril. Their attention was wholly drawn to their teacher, who was acting completely out of character, and they silently broke out in a cold sweat for him.
Their teacher was being far too abnormal right now.
No! Had he fallen under a genjutsu? At a time like this, in this situation, to show such aggression toward a powerful man who had clearly saved his life at the last possible moment—wasn't that just courting death? The battlefield was in chaos, the situation was deadlocked, and everyone's attention was fixed on the enemy's offensive. If this Silver Moon Black Robe truly got angry, they did not believe that a fellow Konoha ninja would kill their teacher, but making him suffer terribly was entirely possible.
More importantly, their teacher was just too strange! Normally, in a situation like this, he should have thanked the man like a gentleman, then solemnly explained the current circumstances before thanking him again with great sincerity—all while pretending that he had been able to control