"Come on, don't be shy. Zero, tell me what you want. I'll reimburse you for it."
Moriyue still wasn't done. He directly asked Kazeki what she wanted, blatantly treating Sasuke like an ATM.
Kazeki, who had been called on, froze for a moment. She knew Moriyue could be unreliable, but she hadn't expected him to casually ask what she wanted even at a time like this. She almost didn't know how to respond.
She looked toward Sasuke, whose face was as black as the bottom of a frying pan that had been burned for three days and nights, and gave an awkward smile.
What could she say to make this less awkward? She didn't know Sasuke very well. She only knew he was a member of the Uchiha Clan, that legendary battle clan most famous for their Sharingan.
Could she say she wanted Sasuke's eyeballs? Like, dig them out so I can play with them? No matter how she thought about it, that seemed inappropriate.
"I don't really want anything. If I had to choose, I'd want some ninjutsu that can both attack and defend."
Seeing Sasuke on the verge of exploding, Kazeki decided she shouldn't provoke him any further, so she made a request that wasn't overly excessive. Yet Moriyue seemed to see through her thoughts and casually slapped his thigh.
"Hmm, ninjutsu for both offense and defense, plus a few Sharingan. That's a fair condition."
Hearing Moriyue say that, not only Sasuke but even Kazeki and Ajisai were speechless. Uh, maybe think about what you're saying? Sharingan? Where was he supposed to get Sharingan from? Was he supposed to dig out his own and give them to her?
Besides, for reasons everyone knew, the Uchiha Clan had all died in that massacre. Asking for the eyes of someone's