Roshi heard footsteps outside and raised his head. Five people entered, led by the Uchiha ninja who had brought him down. Judging by those eyes, this had to be Kagami, the head of the Uchiha Clan whom the Third Tsuchikage had warned him about.
One of the people behind Kagami Uchiha was Hatake Sakumo. Roshi was not particularly familiar with the other three girls, but he vaguely remembered that the ones accompanying Hatake Sakumo were his subordinates.
"Tch, I really never expected the legendary Mangekyō Sharingan to actually exist." Before any of them could speak, Roshi spoke first, his voice tinged with resentment.
"Do you feel your defeat was unfair?" Kagami Uchiha asked quietly. He showed none of a victor's arrogance and was simply calm—gentle, even, in a way.
"I'm not that much of a sore loser!" Roshi understood perfectly well that ninjas were neither samurai nor martial artists. They had no need to fight fair and square. In fact, doing so would be seen as lacking the qualities of a true ninja. Anyone who dared accuse an opponent of being underhanded would only be laughed at.
Any mature ninja who had received a proper ninja education would not become angry over how crafty or insidious an opponent's methods were. A ninja who did could only be called naive.
Genjutsu was one of the ninja mental arts available to ninjas in the first place. Being defeated by genjutsu was nothing anyone could criticize in a ninja battle. Kagami Uchiha's covert infiltration was also part of a ninja's intelligence warfare, and equally beyond reproach.
Thus, Roshi did not consider his defeat unfair. But he was bitterly frustrated. Being captured so easily was more than his pride could bear.
His childhood experiences had forged a resilient mindset through adversity, but they had