"Yes."
The subordinate samurai immediately drew his sword and slashed at Naruto's left hand with lightning speed!
Drawing his sword and bringing it down in one fluid motion, he struck while Naruto stood motionless, seemingly unable to react.
Slash!
"Aah!"
The masked leader stopped in his tracks at the sound of a blade cutting flesh and a scream.
That squeal, like a pig being slaughtered, didn't sound like the brat. It sounded more like his own subordinate...
The masked leader instinctively looked toward Kakashi and Asuma, whom he had been watching all along. Yet both men simply stood there quietly, looking back at him.
Kakashi even had his hands in his pockets, as if none of this had anything to do with him.
They hadn't intervened?
The masked man froze. Before he could react, a hand swept across his face. "I don't particularly like people wearing masks."
Realizing his mask had been removed, the samurai leader hurriedly covered his face with his hands, shocked and furious.
But it was already too late. Asuma, who had been watching the whole time, immediately recognized him. "You're... Beizi?"
"Someone you know, Asuma-sensei?"
Hearing Asuma's voice, Naruto stopped his hand just short of the man's face and turned toward Asuma, hovering in midair.
Seeing that he had been recognized, Beizi stopped hiding his face and hastily retreated, staring at the still-floating Naruto Uzumaki in shock and anger.
This brat can fly? Who the hell is he? When did he get close to me?
The sudden turn of events clearly piqued the curiosity of the distant onlookers. But things didn't seem to be heading in a good direction. In the eyes of ordinary civilians, both the Daimyo's samurai and Konoha's ninja carried a certain air of danger.
Seeing the two sides come to blows, quite