"Mirai Uchiha, don't..." Hakkaze Nichigetsu's eyes widened. With his keen eyesight, he naturally understood that Mirai had no intention of holding back. In the instant Hatake Yuiga lost focus over the sword in his hand being severed, Mirai had already caught the falling broken blade and driven it straight into Yuiga's left shoulder. Lightning flashed in an instant, and the agonizing pain made Hatake Yuiga drop to his knees, unable to rise again.
"Hatake Yuiga, you've truly disappointed me. Back when we first went on a mission together, you were still very strong—at least stronger than I was. Although we were both Genin then, I genuinely admired you. You completed missions through your own strength and never relied on anyone else. But look at yourself now. What have you become? Did you find a home of your own? Is that why you've become so weak? Your sword has become unbearably dull, and you no longer deserve to be called a swordsman." Mirai spoke slowly, then abruptly twisted the blade in his hand. "How laughable. I really thought your provocation this time might bring me some surprise. But honestly, you're even weaker than I was two years ago."
Hatake Yuiga's body twitched. He struggled to look at Mirai, but he did not scream. In truth, even a Jonin might not have been able to endure the pain Mirai was inflicting on him, yet he held on. He still wanted to struggle, but the pressure Mirai exerted on him was simply too great. After a long while, he finally lowered his head, seeming to resign himself to fate.
"Or did you think I'd give you one last shred of dignity and let you walk out of here like this? No. I'll destroy everything you have." Mirai spoke softly as he slowly released