"Dad—!!!"
Guy's voice interrupted him.
"I have a Flying Thunder God Kunai!" Guy pulled the kunai engraved with the Tree-Shaped Formula from his ninja tool pouch and held it over his head with both hands. Tears were still streaming down his face, but his voice was urgent, as though he feared he would be too late.
"Senior Mirai gave it to me! He said to pour chakra into it if I was in danger! Senior Mirai will come!"
Might Duy stopped.
He looked down at the kunai in Guy's hands and fell silent for two seconds.
Red steam was still pouring from his body, and his veins were still throbbing, but the calm resolve of a man prepared to die gave way to an indescribably complicated expression—
There was relief, lingering fear, and a hint of embarrassment he could not quite explain.
"...You little troublemaker." Might Duy squeezed the words out through gritted teeth. "Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Guy's tears flowed even harder. "I-I only just remembered..."
Might Duy let out a deep breath, and the red steam began to slowly dissipate.
His skin gradually returned from deep red to its normal color, and his bulging veins slowly receded.
The Seventh Gate slowly closed, and the searing pain in his body ebbed like the tide.
"All right." He took the kunai from Guy's hands and glanced at it. "Lord Mirai Uzumaki gave you this?"
"Yes! He said to pour chakra into it if I was in danger!"
Without hesitation, Might Duy gripped the kunai and poured his chakra into it.
The next second, a burst of golden light erupted where the kunai was.
The Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist all stepped half a pace back, instinctively bringing their swords across their bodies.
Juzo Biwa pointed the Kubikiribōchō