A C-rank mission

The next morning, Qingyun and the other two got up early and went to the agreed meeting place to wait for Hatake Sakumo.

All three were eager for the day's mission. More than half a year had passed since they graduated, yet they had done nothing but D-rank missions. Some were jobs they had repeated several times, such as catching that orange cat, which had escaped again and again only to be brought back by the three of them.

Eventually, Qingyun wasn't sure whether he was imagining it, but the orange cat seemed to look at them with deep resentment.

Today, they could finally take on a higher-ranked mission and leave the village to see the sights outside. Of the three, only Kushina had come from outside the village. Neither Qingyun nor Minato Namikaze had ever left Konoha, so they were naturally curious about the world beyond it.

They hadn't been waiting long when Hatake Sakumo arrived. Seeing their excited faces, he smiled. "Looks like you're all looking forward to today's mission! I hope you'll still be this happy once it's over."

Minato Namikaze and Kushina looked puzzled at his words. Qingyun, however, had an inkling of what he meant. A trace of fear rose in him, along with anticipation and even a faint thrill.

What... what's wrong with me? In my past life, I was just a shut-in. I'd never even killed a chicken. All the meat I ate had already been butchered before it was delivered.

Yet hearing Hatake Sakumo's words today actually made me feel a little eager, as though I couldn't wait to slit an enemy's throat and savor the thrill of blood spraying out.

Have I always had this antisocial streak? Or is the Uchiha bloodline affecting me?

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