Sulfur Mist Valley, early morning.
Deep in the valley, hot springs were everywhere. Bubbles rose with a gurgle now and then, while mist billowed through the air, thick with the smell of sulfur.
This mission to wipe out the Jashin Cultists had to go off without a hitch for Kazuhiko.
Successfully curing Tsunade's Hemophobia would earn him the Third Hokage's trust.
With the Third Hokage keeping Danzo in check, Danzo wouldn't dare openly target him in the short term.
And Tsunade's return to the village, her plan to impeach the Third Hokage, and her bid to install a new Hokage would be halfway to success.
Tsunade becoming Hokage would be an unequivocally good thing for the Uchiha Clan.
Kazuhiko moved silently through the dense fog, his Two-Tomoe Sharingan slowly turning in his eyes.
He could detect any chakra signature that entered his field of vision at once.
"There are signs of ninja activity."
Kakashi's voice came from beside him, grave.
When carrying out a mission in terrain this complex, caution was the key.
He might be an elite Jonin, but one stab was all it took to kill him.
Not everyone had Tsunade's unreasonable healing abilities.
Kazuhiko's Two-Tomoe Sharingan spun faster, expanding his field of vision.
Sure enough, a pale blue mass of chakra appeared in the dense fog straight ahead.
Judging by the amount of chakra, there were two Genin.
Kazuhiko glanced at Kakashi, then at the Three-Tomoe Sharingan in his eye sockets, and fell into thought.
From the size of his field of vision, Kakashi's Sharingan was more than twice as powerful as Kazuhiko's, far beyond that of an ordinary Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
No wonder. His Kamui Mangekyo had never been worn down!
Kazuhiko was openly envious. He sighed inwardly:
When will I ever pull a gold one?
Kakashi