"Hm? Rasa, the mist's starting to clear. Those Uchiha guys... don't seem to have come in this way?" Karura watched the entrance warily, but even with the mist almost gone, no one had appeared.
Rasa stood with his arms folded and said sternly, "Just as expected of the cunning Uchiha... but we still can't let our guard down. Maybe he's exploiting our assumptions and waiting until the mist clears to come in!"
Yashamaru glanced at him and secretly curled his lip.
He really felt like Rasa was just refusing to admit he was wrong!
Rasa had been the one to insist that the enemy would instinctively enter through the exit the Sky Ninja had used. When the mist rolled in, he had even smirked, saying his gold dust was floating in the air and would detect any enemies who entered...
Yashamaru didn't like him.
But his sister Karura didn't just like him. She was practically lovesick!
Both Rasa and Karura had a talent for controlling sand. The Third Kazekage had personally taken them as disciples and taught them the Sand Control Secret Technique.
As far as Yashamaru was concerned, his sister was even more talented than Rasa, but whenever they sparred before the Third Kazekage, she deliberately lost to him.
Yashamaru had wondered whether he disliked Rasa simply because his sister liked him too much, but...
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After thinking it over, Yashamaru concluded that wasn't the case.
Even now, Yashamaru felt that Rasa was conceited, treated everyone else like idiots, lacked principles, and was cold and heartless... not to mention his appalling taste in clothes. Yashamaru had long since had enough of that fishnet undershirt!
"Looks like he really didn't come in this way. Just as expected of the cunning Uchiha," Rasa said gravely, forced to speak up once the