Afraid He Was Psychologically Twisted
"Hoshio, did you agree too?"
"Aren't you one too?"
At the street corner, Kamiya Ren and Hoshio Ichiro bumped into each other.
"Anyway, I'm planning to continue training on the front lines. It would be best if I could travel with someone I know. With that person's Sensory Ninjutsu, my safety can be guaranteed." Hoshio Ichiro said in a deep voice, unsure of how to address Katsuki, and somewhat troubled.
Jonin and Genin are on completely different levels, and there are rules for how they address each other. Genin can address Jonin as "Teacher" or "Master," while calling them by their given names is considered very impolite.
Of course, it doesn't matter if you're very familiar with each other. The problem is when someone is older, less capable, and not very familiar with the other person, it becomes difficult to know how to address them.
"Jonin! I never imagined this. I always thought... that person couldn't possibly have come back alive." A fierce fighting spirit burned in Kamiya Ren's tender green eyes. "This time, this time I will definitely be promoted to Jonin."
"Hmph, I'll become Jonin before you do," Hoshio said defiantly.
"Alright, let's have a competition and see who becomes Jonin." Kamiya laughed, his handsome features making Hoshio stunned.
The atmosphere suddenly became strange.
Fortunately, the rendezvous point designated by Uzumaki Katsuki was right in front of us.
Training Ground No. 66.
Katsuki used his Shadow Clone to dominate the field. One by one, the prey he had captured from the mountains were tied to a stone operating table. A large group of clones disemboweled the prey, having a great time.
They've recently become a bit obsessed with researching Medical Ninjutsu; even when the main body is running around everywhere, the clones haven't stopped their research.
The moment they stepped into the training ground, Kamiya and Hoshio were horrified by the hellish scene before them. One after another, red-haired boys with identical faces revealed ferocious smiles, surrounding bears, wolves, tigers, and leopards, their bodies covered in blood, their hands clutching still-beating hearts and lungs.
My legs are feeling weak, what the hell is going on?!
"Kamiya, Hoshio, it's been a long time."
The person in charge of taking notes greeted him.
"Lord Katsuki, please guide me."
Kamiya and Hoshio said in unison, secretly resolving not to antagonize the red-haired little guy in front of them; he was simply a demon in human skin!
There is no such thing as torture in the Shinobi World. All the major ninja villages have mind-reading abilities similar to those of the Yamanaka Clan, and sophisticated Genjutsu can also extract the necessary information. Torture is a pointless thing to do, which is time-consuming and laborious, and may not even yield any results.
Therefore, even ninjas accustomed to mountains of corpses and seas of blood would find it hard to bear such a scene. After all, it's normal for the battlefield to be bloody, but who would make their daily training so bloody?
It's probably a sign of psychological distortion.
He didn't dare say those words aloud, but his perception of Katsuki changed. He was indeed a young genius, but he seemed to have a twisted and perverse mind. Such a person was not to be trifled with.
"No problem, no problem. We're all comrades, and we'll help each other on the battlefield. No need to be so polite." He spoke modestly, but Katsuki really enjoyed being called "sir." Jonin were indeed different from Chunin and Genin; he had finally made a name for himself.
"Hey, Katsuki, what are you doing with this mess? It's all bloody and looks terrifying."
Two girls, one tall and one short, with beautiful features, walked out of the forest side by side.
"Mikoto, I'm researching Medical Ninjutsu!" Katsuki abandoned Kamiya and Hoshio and quickly went to the two girls' side.
Uchiha Mikoto, a good friend of Otome and Kushina, had visited the Uzumaki Clan several times. Katsuki and Kushina often ran into each other at the Uchiha Clan. Katsuki was also quite familiar with this smiling girl, after all, she was her older sister's good friend.
Moreover, unlike Otome, who has the traditionally icy demeanor of the Uchiha Clan, Mikoto, with her ever-present smile, always seemed more dangerous and unapproachable.
"Medical Ninjutsu? You really know a lot of tricks!" Mikoto watched curiously as her Shadow Clone destroyed things while simultaneously healing others, showing no sign of discomfort.
As expected of the future Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke's mother, her courage is truly extraordinary. Previously, Kamiya and Hoshio stood at the edge of the training ground, not daring to approach. At this moment, Otome also turned her head away, trying to ignore the masterpiece of Katsuki's Shadow Clone.
"Mikoto, are you going to the front lines with us too?" Katsuki asked cautiously.
"Hmm, staying at home is really boring, and Fugaku is such a stubborn guy. I'd better go out for a walk." Mikoto sighed, noticing the bitter smile on Katsuki's face, she immediately reached out and pinched Katsuki's cheek. "What? Little Katsuki, you don't want to? You don't want to take me?"
Mikoto is older than Kushina and Katsuki, so she is clearly the eldest sister among them. Although she is gentle most of the time, it seems that all women in this world have a hidden violent gene, except for Hinata has not yet been born.
When Katsuki was still an adorable little boy, he was often teased and petted by older women, including Tsunade and Mikoto.
"No, it would be best if you could go, Mikoto." Toyojo said insincerely, while Katsuki forced a bright smile onto her face.
Not long after, Nawaki arrived, and the six of them formed the two squads.
"Ahem, enough with the unnecessary pleasantries. We're going to the front lines as a special mobile unit. We won't be operating with the main force. You'll learn the details of the mission once we get there. Now..." Katsuki looked around at everyone, "If anyone wants to withdraw, they can. I won't force anyone to go to the battlefield. It's all up to your own free will."
"One minute to consider, then we'll set off."
After speaking, Katsuki directed her Shadow Clone to clean up the messy training ground, burying all the dead test subjects underground, smashing the experimental tables one by one, and then using Earth Release to compact and level the ground. In exactly one minute, everything was cleaned up.
"Set off!"
No one backed out, so Katsuki stopped wasting time and set off immediately.
They left Shadow Clone at the gate to register, and the group of six left as quickly as possible.
Of course, this fastest speed takes into account the team's situation. If Katsuki had summoned the Thunderclap Chariot, he would have been long gone. Unfortunately, no one but himself can ride the Thunder Thunderclap Chariot; once someone steps on it, they will be subjected to endless lightning attacks.
However, their speed is not slow. Kamiya and Hoshio are already halfway to the level of Special Jonin, Uchiha Mikoto is also very fast. Although Katsuki has not witnessed her strength, she is quite confident in Otome's judgment and believes that she is not weak.