Kamizuki Yu did not head toward the Kazekage Building.
The chakra there was certainly the strongest, but it was like a stagnant pool, filled with an aura of agitation and decay. It had no value whatsoever.
The newly acquired [Magnet Release] had granted him an entirely new dimension of perception.
He could sense that beneath all of Sunagakure lay a thin defensive network constructed from Rasa's gold dust.
Like a crude local network, it was riddled with vulnerabilities.
Yet on this network, there was a signal source—distorted, violent, venomous, like garbled code that the system could not accommodate, frantically broadcasting error reports.
Lonely, yet brimming with killing intent.
With several flickers, Kamizuki Yu appeared atop an inconspicuous round building at the edge of the village.
Moonlight flowed like water, coating everything below in a cold silver glow.
A small, thin figure sat there.
He wore a black bodysuit, carried a massive gourd on his back, and held a tiny teddy bear in his arms.
He sat there alone.
Yet the sand around him was not lifeless.
It slowly surged around his feet without conscious direction, as though breathing. Every rise and fall exuded a frigid killing intent capable of freezing one's soul.
At a street corner not far away, several villagers pointed in his direction.
Their faces openly displayed fear, disgust, and a trace of malicious pleasure.
"Monster..."
"It's him..."
The faint voices rode the wind and reached Kamizuki Yu's ears with perfect clarity.
He ignored the killing intent that would have made even a jōnin quake in terror.
His gaze pierced through the facade known as the "Asura."
Deep within those light teal eyes, bloodshot and made especially ferocious by prolonged insomnia, what he saw was not a monster.
It was a young beast imprisoned in a cage, repeatedly