Jugo's Outburst Again

Dark red bloodstains were smeared on the grass leaves, resembling a piece of honey cake, and the sweet smell attracted many greedy flies.

The shattered body of the Grass Ninja lay scattered among the grass, like discarded trash.

Apart from Shinichiro Kusama, the other three Grass Ninja were cut into pieces by Katsuki's Wind Release Technique, and the spurting blood shot up high like a fountain.

"Rindou, come here and cut off his head."

The remaining Shinichiro Kusama was grabbed by Katsuki and thrown at Rindou's feet.

"This bastard who insults our people deserves to die a thousand times over."

Rindou swallowed hard, looking at the whimpering and struggling Shinichiro Kusama, and asked, "Clan leader, aren't we going to interrogate him?"

"No need. These scum came with Karin. Even if he didn't harm Karin, he's still an accomplice... To be precise, I estimate that none Jonin the Chunin in Kusagakure are unaware of this, and there are probably quite a few Chunin who need to be dealt with as well. As for some Genin, it might take some time to identify them."

Katsuki stroked her chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"Eh? Clan leader, are we still going to Kusagakure?"

"Rindou asked in surprise."

Miki and Sakura both looked surprised, not understanding why they had to go to Kusagakure.

Karin, however, hung her head, her face blank. At this moment, she had no concept of the future. She could not return to Kusagakure, and she did not know where she could find refuge.

"Isn't that obvious? Karin will be coming back to Konoha with us from now on. If we don't clear things up with those bastards from the Grass Ninja, there will be endless trouble later on. Also, we have to take Karin's mother's remains back with us."

I am Katsuki said in a deep voice, pointing impatiently at Shinichiro Kusama.

"Hurry up and get started. Come with me for a stroll in Kusagakure later."

Rindou shut his mouth, daring not to say anything more; the clan leader's authority was unquestionable.

"Miki, can I borrow your knife?"

"Don't want."

"Hurry up and let me use it; it's inconvenient to cut off people's heads with Kunai."

The two boys were still bickering when Karin quietly raised her head, stealing a glance at Katsuki. Her heart, usually as calm as still water, began to flutter again. She hoped... she hoped this person wasn't lying to her...

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"Kimimaro, this is..." Katsuki walked up to Jugo and asked, pretending not to recognize him.

"Jugo, a serial killer who has recently appeared on the border between the two countries, and a schizophrenic."

Kimimaro's description is very concise.

Schizophrenia? Interesting!

Seeing Katsuki crouch down, Jugo subconsciously held his breath, his heart racing, and the Natural Energy he had previously exhausted surged back into his body.

"No, no, hurry... hurry and get as far away as possible..."

Jugo's face contorted into a grotesque grimace, and strangely shaped black patterns appeared out of nowhere, rapidly spreading and covering the left half of Jugo face. His left eye also became filled with a maddening light.

"Escape... escape... I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

The iron chains Jugo were stretched to their limit and gradually pulled apart. With a snap, the chains broke, Jugo was now transformed into a non-human form.

Its entire body was covered in a grayish-brown keratin layer like armor, with sharp horns protruding from its forehead and knife-like keratin layers behind its elbows. Its nails were sharp and long, and its face bore a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

"Teacher······"

Kimimaro was about to make a move, was stopped by Katsuki.

"Let me play with him for a bit."

As soon as Katsuki finished speaking, Jugo swung his fist, which had suddenly swelled up and was covered in spikes, and slammed it down hard.

"Ugh! It's too slow."

The next instant.

"Bang!!"

Jugo's head was deeply embedded in the ground. The soft soil did not cause Jugo any harm, but the hand pressing on his head was as heavy as a mountain, suppressing his strength with unparalleled power.

Completely unable to move or struggle.

Even as he pounded the earth with his hands and feet, causing it to roar and scatter dirt and grass around him, his head remained buried deep in the soil.

Its mouth was filled with mud as soon as it opened, and it couldn't even make a sound.

Completely confused about what was happening, it collapsed to the ground. But the personality filled with bloodlust knew nothing of fear. It tirelessly mobilized its strength to struggle again and again. The calluses on its arms softened like liquid and transformed into various shapes such as knives and axes, constantly making attempts.

They tried to break free from Katsuki's suppression.

"What a fierce guy... But it's no use. Although you are very strong, you are still too weak compared to me now. Arm Strength Amplification, triple." The muscles in the arm pressing down on Jugo's head bulged, and the sleeves that were originally slightly loose now clung tightly to his skin, revealing the well-defined lines of his muscles.

Looking at the inhuman-looking Jugo, Katsuki released his senses and tried his best to investigate the changes in his body and the flow of Chakra.

As for Natural Energy, Katsuki has yet to find an opportunity or way to learn about it. Although Jiraiya and Minato both have access to learning resources, these are their trump cards, and Katsuki can't very well ask them for help.

Jugo was his first channel of contact with Natural Energy.

"... Interesting. Absorbing Natural Energy stimulated brain nerves, leading to a dual personality..."

As Mizuki studied how Natural Energy circulated within Jugo's body, Katsuki interest was piqued; she hadn't encountered such an interesting toy in a long time.

"Wow... so strong!! The clan leader is amazing!"

Holding the freshly severed, bloody head, Rindou stood beside the headless corpse, gazing in awe at Katsuki's retreating figure.

Miki wiped his short sword, and upon hearing Rindou's mutterings, he subconsciously nodded.

He is Katsuki's nephew. Because he is about the same age as Shuyuan, he was often trained by his uncle along with Naruto and Shuyuan when they were young. The trauma from that time has never disappeared. In order to demonstrate to him and Shuyuan what strength is, he punched a cliff and collapsed it.

From then on, he gained a deep understanding of the strength of his uncle, Katsuki, and also heard about the glorious achievements of the Konoha Disaster from his father.

"Has his head been cut off? Then you lot, pack your things and come with me to Kusagakure."

Katsuki glanced back and gave the order again.

He held Jugo firmly in his hand, not giving him a chance to break free. Gradually, the Natural Energy within Jugo's body was rapidly depleted in the repeated violent struggles, and he finally calmed down. His ferocious form also reverted to a human appearance.

"Has she fainted? It seems we'll have to wait for another opportunity to investigate."

Katsuki released his grip, pulled Jugo's head out of the ground, patted Jugo's face to shake off the dirt blocking his mouth and nose, lest he suffocate.

"Is everything packed? If it's packed, let's get going. Here, Rindou, you carry this guy."

Katsuki tossed the rather heavy Jugo to Rindou like a piece of cargo.

With a pained expression, Rindou carried Jugo on his back. He was genuinely afraid that this murderer would wake up and kill him, but he couldn't disobey the clan leader's orders.

This strange group began its journey towards Kusagakure. (To be continued)