Massacre

"Mom! Dad! No...!"

Himawari cried out again as she jolted awake from her nightmare. She had had this same nightmare over and over.

But when she woke this time, Himawari realized she wasn't in the village.

Instead, she was being carried in one arm by a terrifying figure, racing through the forest.

"D-Da... Ōtsutsuki Sa-Sasuke! Y-you..."

Himawari stammered in terror, nearly fainting again. For ten-year-old Himawari, someone as terrifying as Ōtsutsuki Sasuke was the ultimate boss.

Sasuke's clone glared at Himawari, about to cast a Genjutsu and put her back to sleep for a while.

But just then,

a figure suddenly emerged from the tree trunk ahead.

Dragon Kabuto had used Impure World Reincarnation to block Sasuke's clone.

Sasuke's clone was forced to stop abruptly.

Well, damn.

He had created four Shadow Clones and fled with identical copies of Himawari. How had Kabuto found the real Himawari so quickly and blocked his path with such precision?

Kabuto was definitely slower than Ōtsutsuki Isshiki, yet he had caught up before Isshiki. That was proof he hadn't been fooled by the other clones and had gone straight for the real Himawari.

"Director Kabuto, save me! Please, save me!"

Himawari begged through her tears. She had never been very close to Director Kabuto, since his appearance was a little scary.

But compared with the evil Ōtsutsuki Sasuke, the Director Kabuto who had appeared now seemed so gentle and kind he might as well have been an angel!

"How did you know this Himawari was the real one?"

"Transformation Jutsu can imitate appearances, but it can't mimic the unique scent of a human body. I can easily dissolve and analyze those chemical molecules under my tongue, which lets me identify the original."

Dragon Kabuto flicked out his forked tongue. That little trick might fool