The Ghost of Kirigakure!

"What? Another group is dead? Clan Head Fugaku, have you gained anything on your end?"

"A little, but not much. We barely caught sight of him. The only information we have right now is that he's extremely fast. Other than that, there's nothing."

"Bastard! This again!"

"What's wrong? You're this angry—is there anything I can help with?"

As soon as Shiro came in, he heard the normally calm Shikaki burst into curses, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Shiro? Why are you here?"

"Oh, Shisui's group found something, but their ranks aren't high enough, so I came to pass along the message for them. What happened? You're this angry—doesn't seem like you."

"What else? The battlefield. Recently, we don't know what's going on over at Kirigakure, but a powerful ninja suddenly appeared and started launching attacks all over the place. Our people have followed him several times, but they either lost him or got counter-killed. We're worrying over that right now."

Looking at Shikaki's furrowed brow, Shiro raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Have you sent Taichi?"

"We sent him long ago, but that guy's speed was actually even faster than Taichi's! According to Taichi, if he hadn't reacted quickly and strengthened his defense, he'd be dead right now!"

"But even so, Taichi can't fight anymore."

Shiro frowned. "He's that strong?"

Shiro had a fairly clear idea of Taichi's strength. Although that information was from a long time ago, even Taichi back then definitely wasn't someone an ordinary Elite Jonin could deal with.

And now Kirigakure actually had someone that skilled.

Thinking that, Shiro, who had been studying magecraft for so many days, felt a faint interest rise in him. Of course, there was also a bit of an intention to help Taichi vent his anger.

It was impossible for Taichi