Whoosh!
While Iruka was thinking, Tobitake Tonbo swiftly retreated again, a harmonica appearing in his hand.
"I've seen your progress. Now let's see your teacher's progress."
"What?"
Iruka had yet to figure out what Tobitake Tonbo was up to. Seeing the harmonica in his hand, he immediately felt that something was wrong.
Every time his teacher took out something different, it meant he had come up with some new trick.
His right hand swiftly pulled several shuriken from his ninja tool pouch, trying to stop Tobitake Tonbo.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Doo doo doo~
Clang, clang, clang~
Bong, bong, bong~
Facing the incoming shuriken, Tobitake Tonbo tilted slightly and dodged them. His chest resonated as chakra flowed with his breath into the harmonica, and he began to play.
A melodious tune rose.
"I knew it!"
The moment Iruka heard the sound, he knew things were bad.
He had become his teacher's test subject again.
He could clearly have put a blade to his neck just now, yet he had to play the harmonica...
Before he could finish the thought, everything went dark.
When his vision returned, he was strapped to a cross. Before him stood a sinister old woman with bandages wrapped around her head, and in front of her was a pot full of different foods.
Iruka felt like not only had his vision gone dark—his heart had too.
Especially when the old woman scooped up a spoonful with a large ladle. His mouth opened against his will, and she fed it to him.
Bleurgh~
Urgh, bleurgh~
"Teacher, no~"
A scream rang through the mental space, while Iruka's standing body in the outside world shouted in sync.
Tobitake Tonbo lowered the harmonica he had been playing. He sensed a force in Iruka's chest that seemed to want to rise through his