Kumogakure, Crimson Leaf Izakaya.
As long as he killed the proprietress, Yakushi Kabuto would finally see the beloved director he had longed for.
This mission was extremely important to Kabuto. There could be no room for error.
So Kabuto had arrived nearby long ago and hidden himself in the shadows.
He glanced at his watch.
Midnight.
The time had come.
Kabuto took a deep breath, checked the traps he had set outside the izakaya, then gripped his scalpel and cautiously slipped inside.
Inside.
Yakushi Nonō lay in bed, restless and irritable, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
She glanced at the blonde woman lying beside her, breathing steadily in her sleep, and looked at her strangely.
How can she sleep?
On the day Neji left Kumogakure, he had secretly brought Samui to meet Nonō. He told her that Root ninjas might try to assassinate her during this period and asked Samui to protect her closely.
Nonō didn't know exactly where Neji had gotten his information, but she knew Root wouldn't spare a traitor.
Better to believe it and be safe than dismiss it and regret it.
For the past few days, Nonō had been as alert as a cat every night, unable to fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.
Boom!
Just then, an explosion sounded outside the door.
Nonō jolted upright and looked outside.
The Explosive Tag she had set during the day had gone off.
There really was an assassin!
Samui, who had been fast asleep, opened her eyes without warning and gestured for Nonō to be quiet.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the next instant, a shadow flew in through the window and threw two shuriken with his left hand.
By the faint moonlight outside, Samui clearly saw that the attacker was a boy with round glasses