Menma: You two stray dogs are quite arrogant, aren't you? [Second update]

On the roof of the main battlefield.

"Urashiki, step back." Jigen's voice sounded as if he were ordering a servant.

"Oh my, are you getting serious?" Urashiki did not mind. Carrying his red-glowing fishing rod, he drifted back ten meters with a grin, though his Byakugan gleamed with a mix of anticipation and cruelty.

"But are you sure you want to use that here? What if you accidentally smash that 'vessel' to death too?"

"If he dies, that only proves he isn't a qualified 'vessel.'" Jigen swept a cold gaze over the smoke-filled Arena below.

"The Otsutsuki Clan has no need for trash. Besides..."

The five fingers of his right hand slowly clenched.

"If he cannot even withstand an attack of this level, then he is not worthy of being chosen."

Just as Jigen was about to use "Daikokuten"!

Whoosh—!

A faint sound of something cutting through the air rang out, almost swallowed by the wind.

A cold glint shot out from some inconspicuous corner below at astonishing speed, aimed straight at Jigen in midair just as he was preparing to launch his attack!

It was a kunai.

The most ordinary kunai imaginable.

The metal blade flew in a perfectly straight line, without the slightest fancy change, as if it were nothing more than a concealed weapon thrown in panic by some ninja.

Jigen's right hand, which had been about to clench tight, paused slightly.

He tilted his head a fraction, his indifferent eyes looking at the kunai that had reached him.

"Sukunahikona."

Jigen silently recited the name in his heart.

This was one of the ocular abilities he possessed, capable of "shrinking" any object within his line of sight to the limit.

In theory, the instant he used it, this kunai should have shrunk to the size of dust,