"Kid, listen to me. This time, you absolutely cannot act alone, understand, Mirai?" Early that morning, after the Konoha ninja had swiftly taken care of their personal matters, they gathered before the camp as ordered. Standing in the formation, Kurenai sternly addressed him by name.
"Yes!" Mirai was not a lazy person, nor did he inherently dislike following orders. Yesterday, he had charged out after being provoked by the killing. Since Mirai had named him, he would not go against the wishes of this teacher who treated him so well. Besides, there would be plenty of chances to kill people later.
"Woo—" The military horn sounded, and the army began to advance. Kirigakure's forces on the other side of the road charged forward as well. The surging masses made the entire area seem as if it were trembling in an earthquake, as though the earth might split apart at any moment.
"Kill!" The most common, yet also the most powerful, sound on the battlefield signaled the collision of the two armies.
"Follow me! Be careful!" Mirai led his three students through the crowd, cutting down enemies as they advanced. After dealing with several foes, he turned and shouted, urging the three to keep up. He was also wary of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist and any tricks they might have prepared.
The four teachers and students led by Mirai formed a simple formation and pushed forward. With his experience, he constantly evaded attacks from all around him, then seized the right moments to strike back. Mirai's ninja sword often killed with a single blow, and even when it failed to finish an enemy, the three youngsters behind him would follow up. Two long blades and a pair of spiked knuckle weapons left different wounds on the corpses they