Surprise Attack Force

Killer B, a trainee from Kumogakure and a figure on the front lines of the west coast, had known how to rap since childhood.

He looked about fifty percent like his adult self, his bronze skin giving him a healthy complexion.

"Killer B, don't practice your rap in the tent. Fukai needs to rest."

Yuu interrupted his performance plans. Compared to the Jonin guarding outside, Killer B was easier to fool, and Yuu could use him to leave the Kumogakure camp.

"My singing can help wounds heal faster."

Killer B wanted to keep rapping, but a Jonin outside heard him and could not help knocking on the door, telling him to shut up.

"They just don't understand your art. Your art deserves to be appreciated by more people."

Whether Uchiha Yuu could escape depended on Killer B's abilities.

Hearing Yuu's words, Killer B's eyes sparkled. He leaned closer to Uchiha Yuu as though he had found a guiding light and said confidently,

"That's right! I'll make more people accept my art!"

He wanted to know how he could make others understand his art.

"The war at the front isn't very intense right now. You could hold a concert, but you'll need tickets. You can make money while comforting the wounded ninjas."

As he offered Killer B advice, an unnatural smile appeared at the corner of Yuu's lips.

Immersed in his beautiful fantasy, Killer B overlooked the fact that the person before him was a prisoner under the Raikage's strict watch.

Killer B was not stupid, but he was not yet the famed B of the Shinobi World. Right now, all he wanted was to hold the first concert of his life!

"I'll draw some tickets for you. Your first concert should build your reputation, so you can give them out