Shiro's plan was proceeding smoothly. Whether it was Naruto's match or the preparations against the Hero King, everything was going well. But on the other side, a small accident had occurred.
"Master!"
On a narrow path, Saber stepped forward, shielding the girl with his left hand as he stared warily at the young general in silver robes ahead, and at the slightly plump ninja beside him.
Whether it was the young general in silver robes or that ninja, both gave Saber a very dangerous feeling.
The girl pushed Saber's hand aside, flicked her wrist, and stood beside him holding a kunai. "It's all right, Saber. Don't worry about me. These past few days, I've already gotten used to the strength of this body."
"Master?" The young general in silver robes glanced at the ninja beside him.
The slightly plump ninja waved a hand. "You're the summoned Master and Servant? Bakayaro, konoyaro." (Just imagine the tone yourselves, I don't have that talent, so I won't pad the word count later.)
"That way of speaking... Cloud Village's Jinchuriki?"
"Mm-hm. But we don't have any reason to fight, do we? Kirigakure's Jinchuriki, Yanhu."
"Whether there's a reason to fight or not isn't something you get to decide with a single claim. Setting aside old grudges, we're competitors now too, aren't we? Also, I'm no longer one of Kirigakure's people. Don't call me Yanhu again!"
A cold gleam flashed through the girl's eyes. After gaining a sense of self, she had come to utterly loathe the code name Kirigakure had given her.
Hearing the girl deny her identity as a Kirigakure ninja, Killer B's eyes flashed. If he had still had a bit of intention to fight before, now it was completely gone.
What was the point of going after Yanhu? Wasn't it for