You've Made Me Angry

The Land of Grass.

A campsite was cleared in the wilderness, where Kimimaro, Sakura, and the other two waited. Also staying behind were Karin, the murderer who had been taken prisoner, and four bruised and battered Grass Ninja.

One Jonin and three Special Jonin —they shouldn't be someone a group of Genin could handle.

Unfortunately, Shuyuan and Naruto were no ordinary Genin, and with the help of Kimimaro and Shisui, the four Grass Ninja were beaten to a pulp.

Shuyuan and Rindou gave the four a severe beating, but did not kill them. They only broke their arms and legs, leaving them for Katsuki to deal with later.

Because there were still missions to be completed, Shisui left with Shuyuan and the others to continue their tasks, leaving the prisoners in Kimimaro's care while they awaited Katsuki's arrival.

"Jugo, is that your name?"

Kimimaro squatted down in front of the bound murderer and asked.

"Yes, thank you so much for stopping me from killing." Jugo bowed his head and thanked him again.

"Thank you? You mean killing wasn't your intention?" Sakura asked curiously, standing next to Kimimaro.

Rindou was talking to Karin, while Miki was staring at the Grass Ninja whose limbs had been broken. After all, they were Jonin, and no one knew if they had any tricks up their sleeves.

"I can't control myself." Jugo lowered his head, his orange eyes filled with pain. "When too much Natural Energy enters my body, I have an uncontrollable urge to kill."

"To control my urge to kill, I locked myself in the basement and tied myself up with iron chains, but... when I came to my senses again, I was surrounded by mutilated corpses, and my hands and body were covered in blood."

"That scary?" Sakura shrank back in fear, somewhat afraid to Jugo.

Natural Energy?

Kimimaro's focus was on this so-called Natural Energy; the novel name intrigued him, but glancing at Sakura beside him, he didn't delve into the topic.

Kimimaro looked at Jugo with pity and said, "You've had a tough time. It's quite impressive that you haven't been driven crazy by this kind of thing."

Jugo suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with surprise. "Don't you suspect I'm lying to you? What if what I said just now was a lie I told to try and escape from you?"

"Whether you're lying or not, I know perfectly well. I fought you when you were in a state of madness; your aura is completely different now," Kimimaro. "I'm confident of that. You can't fool me so easily."

"But... even so, I'm still a serial killer, and I don't deserve your sympathy." Jugo's smile was bitter.

"Sympathy?"

Kimimaro face.

"It's normal to feel sympathy for the unfortunate. In my opinion, the you who was driven to murder and the you who is calm now are completely different people. Of course, the trouble is that you share the same body, so you are very unfortunate."

"The me now is a different person from the me who was driven by murderous impulses?" Jugo looked at Kimimaro with a strange, incredulous gaze.

"Teacher Katsuki once said that your condition is called... schizophrenia, having a dual personality, and it cannot be ignored... In short, you are different; there is a you who can communicate calmly and another you who only knows how to kill."

After Kimimaro finished speaking, Jugo stared at him intently, remaining silent for a long time.

"Hey, Kimimaro- sensei, how much longer do we have to wait here?" Sakura asked.

She was getting impatient. She had been waiting since yesterday, and now it was almost lunchtime.

I was thinking that once the mission was over, I could go back to the village, get a good night's sleep, and have a nice meal. But instead, I'm stuck in this desolate place, far from any village or shop.

"Soon, soon, as soon as the letter reaches Teacher Katsuki, it will be ready..."

Before Kimimaro could finish speaking, he suddenly looked up at the southern sky, his ears twitching as he carefully discerned the noises mixed in with the wind.

"What terrifying Chakra! Something's coming!" Jugo cried out in fear, looking up at the southern sky.

The thunder roared like a tidal wave.

Gusts of strong wind mingled with deep, vast thunder as they swept in.

Jugo shrank back in fear, his eyes filled with awe. In his perception, it was as if another sun had appeared in the sky.

"Boom!"

A silvery-white bolt of lightning appeared on the horizon, and in the blink of an eye it was right in front of us.

"Bang!!"

The heavy object landed, and the ground beneath their feet trembled from the impact.

"Kimimaro, I'm sorry to keep you waiting!"

Katsuki stamped her foot, Teuchi disperse the dust, and greeted them with a smile.

"Teacher Katsuki"

Kimimaro stepped forward and greeted him respectfully.

"Thank you for your help this time." Katsuki at Kimimaro, then her gaze shifted to him, "What about the clansmen who were left behind?"

"Chieftain, this is Karin."

Rindou turned to the side, revealing the timid and cowering Karin behind it.

"Karin?"

Katsuki's expression changed constantly.

To be honest, he had completely forgotten about Karin. After Nagato's death, he hadn't even remembered that there was a clansman named Karin who had been living away from home.

Moreover, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Jugo, who was tied up and sitting on the ground. What a strange combination!

"There's a strong Power of Sealing in your Chakra, so you're definitely a member of the clan... What happened to your arm?"

Katsuki's pupils contracted as she saw the teeth marks on Karin's wrist.

Karin instinctively pulled her arms back, took two steps back, and looked at Katsuki with fear in her eyes.

Overly keen perception can sometimes bring immense pressure. She sensed two incredibly evil auras emanating from Katsuki, but what was even more frightening was that these evil auras were completely suppressed.

She had never seen such a terrifying human being.

"So afraid of me..." Katsuki smiled helplessly, giving up on getting closer. "Rindou, you explain."

"Yes, clan leader." Rindou glanced at Karin, sighed quietly, and began to relay the information he had obtained from Karin.

Nothing new happened. Karin and her mother were having a hard time living in Kusagakure. Her mother had died not long ago, and her arms were covered with bite marks of varying ages.

"Physical healing... Karin's talent is truly remarkable." Katsuki praised Karin with a smile, then turned around, her expression as fierce as a demon from hell, to face the crippled Grass Ninja.

With his mouth gagged, Grass Ninja whimpered and shook his head desperately, his eyes filled with pleading, begging Katsuki to spare their lives.

"Grass Ninja! You're like weather vanes, going to great lengths to learn Ninjutsu from other villages, plotting to acquire Kekkei Genkai and Forbidden Jutsu... You're just like those barbarians from the mountains to the north, though of course you're not as strong as them..."

Katsuki walked step by step to Shinichiro Kusama in front of her, her cold gaze fixed on the Grass Ninja at her feet.

"I don't care what tricks you're up to, as long as you don't mess with me, I can't be bothered with your nonsense. But now I have to tell you some bad news: you... have angered me." (To be continued)