[Urashiki's pupils contracted as he stared at the robot that had suddenly "come back to life."]
[The robot's head sensor locked onto Urashiki. "But you underestimated me!"]
["When it comes to raw destructive power in the real world, I may not be the strongest."]
["But when it comes to understanding and controlling information, consciousness, and virtual existence, I'm the true number one in the Shinobi World!"]
["You can sink into this girl's past with me!"]
[Before the words had faded, the robot raised a metal arm toward Urashiki and lightly snapped its fingers.]
[Snap.]
[The sound was faint, but Urashiki felt as though an invisible sledgehammer had smashed into his head! The world spun before his eyes as chaotic flashes of light and twisted streams of data flooded his consciousness!]
[More horrifying still, when he looked down at the back of his hand, he saw a clear, crimson Yachihoko mark there too!]
["That's impossible!!!" Urashiki shrieked. He tried to summon his vast Chakra and spatial powers to resist, only to find a relentless torrent of information forcing its way into his consciousness and overwriting it!]
["I'm a god! How could I be defeated by a lowly—" His roar stopped abruptly, and the purple light in his eyes rapidly dimmed.]
[At the last possible moment, he mustered the last of his strength and slashed his Fishing Rod through the air beside him, hastily opening an unstable Space Rift.]
[He stumbled into the rift. His figure and voice vanished together in the violet-black light, leaving only half a despairing cry echoing through the laboratory.]
[The Space Rift quickly closed.]
[The red light in the revived maintenance robot's eyes flickered a few times after that final strike, like a candle guttering in the wind, then went out completely.]
[It collapsed with a clang,