After sorting through the intelligence Moriyue had provided, Yugito Nii finished packing her bag as well. Their plan remained unchanged. Though they had learned that the recently prominent Akatsuki Organization was connected to Amegakure, that was no more than a minor matter compared to the mission they were about to carry out.
In fact, it was all because of Moriyue. If not for him, the Akatsuki Organization should have captured the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki by now, and even Yugito Nii might have met with disaster. But thanks to Moriyue's interference, Kakuzu and Hidan had not only lost the Seven-Tails they were supposed to capture, but had nearly been left behind in that desert by a whole group of shinobi.
Since they had failed to make a name for themselves, the shinobi world naturally had no clear sense of how dangerous the Akatsuki Organization was. Perhaps in the eyes of certain Kage, those Akatsuki members were nothing more than a rabble—mercenaries who worked for money, hardly a threat.
Holding a stack of Sealing Cards in her hand, Yugito Nii extended several blades from her fingertips once more. She slowly approached Ajisai, her footsteps so light that they made no sound at all.
Only a dead enemy was a good enemy. Yugito Nii did not care what abilities Ajisai possessed. From the moment he attacked the two of them, he should have prepared himself to be killed.
Moriyue had not heard Yugito Nii's footsteps either. By the time he noticed, the blade in her hand was already pressed against Ajisai's throat. A bloody mark appeared on his smooth, jade-like neck. As the cold metal slowly sank into his flesh, Ajisai experienced a deathly terror.
"Is this... death...? It must be... painful..."
No one knew what Ajisai was thinking. Countless experiences from her past