White Knife In, Green Knife Out, Stabbing Your Gallbladder

Not a word was spoken that night.

The next day, Kyosuke ordered a lavish breakfast.

In his own words, he was still growing, so he could make do with anything except his food, which had to be perfect.

"Such extravagance," Mito scoffed habitually, but she soon reaped what she sowed.

"What?" Kyosuke looked at her, puzzled. "I ordered this myself. If you want some, go buy your own."

"Fine, you're ruthless." The girl with the buns sat down sulkily, took out dried rations from her bag, and took a huge bite without a word.

It was as if she was treating the flatbread as some damned Uchiha.

"Eat sparingly. That's your food for the next few days," Kyosuke said, his mouth full of oil, adding insult to injury.

"Mind your own business!"

"Alright, don't come begging me later."

Watching the girl's retreating back, Kyosuke grinned mischievously, thinking that the little girl was too proud and needed to be properly disciplined— no, tempered.

Otherwise, she would suffer greatly in the future.

He took out a Sealing Scroll from his pocket, found the entry marked "Food," and packed the dishes the innkeeper had prepared.

It was an extravagant act; the value of a Sealing Scroll far exceeded that of the meal by more than a hundred times. No normal person would do this.

However, Kyosuke was no ascetic. He wouldn't suffer needlessly when he could enjoy himself.

As a Legion Commander, he could carry a large supply of blank scrolls.

Since the family was paying for them anyway, he might as well take them.

Little did he know, his actions were being observed by those with ulterior motives.

Two young kids, using Sealing Scrolls to pack their food.

They might as well have had "I'm a walking ATM" carved onto their foreheads.

If the observers didn't try to rob them, they would feel they were failing in their duties.

Soon, Kyosuke and Mito were surrounded by a group of bandits.

"Kid, come with us willingly, or it's a white knife in, a green knife out! I'll pierce your gallbladder!"

Kyosuke gasped at the threat. Had bandit tactics advanced this far?

They were threatening to pierce his gallbladder now. Would he die of bitterness?

Clearly, the young lady Mito did not possess his sense of humor.

Already fuming, she now encountered a group of foolish bandits. They could only blame themselves for their bad luck.

Chakra erupted, and the usually quiet girl instantly transformed into a ferocious beast, charging into the crowd and causing chaos.

Kyosuke couldn't help but shout from the sidelines, "Hey, you're too violent, too bloody!"

"They just wanted to pierce our gallbladders, and you went and stabbed their kidneys too."

"You'll definitely never get married."

The remaining bandits felt like crying.

"Brother, please stop talking. If you continue, our remaining kidneys might not be safe either."

Grabbing the middle-aged bandit in front of her, Mito demanded sternly, "Tell me, how many more accomplices do you have? What evil deeds have you committed?"

"Spare, spare my life..." The middle-aged bandit wailed, his eyes hiding a murderous intent.

Just as the girl with the buns was about to interrogate him harshly, the bandit, who appeared to be an ordinary person, suddenly unleashed Chakra comparable to an elite Chunin.

In less than a second, he reversed the situation, and now Mito was the one at his mercy.

"You!" The princess's eyes widened in disbelief. She hadn't expected to be tricked so easily.

Moreover, with such outstanding strength, why would he resort to robbing passersby?

"Foolish fellow," the middle-aged man said sinisterly, holding a Kunai to the girl's neck. "Just obey me. Now that you've seen my strength, you're only destined to die."

"People must pay the price for their foolishness."

"Listen," Kyosuke said to the girl, exasperated. "He's not wrong. You must take his words to heart. Do you understand?"

I'll remember your ancestors! both the Chunin bandit and Mito were bewildered.

At a time like this, how can you still be in the mood to joke around?

Just as he was about to further intimidate them, the man suddenly realized the young boy had disappeared.

It wasn't a high-speed movement; he had simply vanished from his original spot.

"Are you looking for me?"

The teasing voice from behind made the man's blood run cold. He instinctively turned his head.

Then, he saw a pair of strange, blood-red eyes.

Clang! The Kunai fell to the ground. The man stood frozen like a zombie, allowing his hostage to escape his grasp.

"Genjutsu?" Mito frowned, surprised that this guy was skilled in using genjutsu as well.

At such a young age, he was a little too perfect.

Ignoring Mito's doubts, Kyosuke looked at the robber and calmly asked, "Who are you?"

She wasn't an inexperienced young girl; the appearance of this middle-aged ninja must have a deeper meaning behind it.

Regardless, since he had caught up, asking for details wouldn't hurt.

"My name is Jichiro Sarutobi. I'm a Chunin from the Sarutobi clan, ordered to intercept merchants and travelers along the way to raise war funds for the clan."

The Sarutobi clan was a renowned noble family in the Land of Fire. After the founding of Konoha, their clan members even became disciples of Tobirama Senju.

That is, the future Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

To think that such a prestigious war-era clan would be engaging in such dirty business in secret.

Let alone Uzumaki Mito, even Kyosuke felt a sense of disgrace.

"What do you plan to do?" Mito stared at him, seemingly expecting something.

As a result, Kyosuke didn't say a word. With a flick of his kunai, he directly killed the man.

"You're just a passing ninja, trying to play the hero?"

Glancing at the mere two hundred points, Kyosuke sneered and turned to continue on his way. "Let's go. Unless you want to continue being an enemy of the Uzumaki Clan."

This sentence struck her right where it hurt.

The Sarutobi clan was powerful, their combat methods involving summoning beasts were unpredictable, and it was rumored that the clan had subtle connections with the three great sages.

If they provoked them, the Uzumaki clan would inevitably have to pay a price.

"I was too shortsighted."

They traveled in silence, and soon the two approached the eastern territory of the Land of Fire.

Little did they know, someone had already quietly followed them from behind.

Even the powerful Kyosuke couldn't detect anything unusual. It was unclear if the newcomer's strength was too great or if they possessed some special method of concealment.

"Hey, why are you here?" Mito finally asked the crucial question.

"Looking for help, didn't you know?" Kyosuke blinked, deliberately playing dumb.

Helpless, Mito could only continue to ignore him.

She wanted to see what kind of help this guy could find.

It wasn't that there weren't any forces comparable to the Uzumaki clan, but the key was, on what grounds could he persuade them to act?

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