Seizing the opportunity, Naruto shifted his fingers slightly, supporting the eyeball with his ring finger and little finger while his other three fingers gouged out Urashiki's right eye as well.
Naruto's movements as he plucked out the right eye were swift, precise, and steady to the extreme, even carrying an air of composure.
He was like an experienced farmer picking ripe beans from a trellis in his own yard. A pinch and a pluck, and the bean fell into his palm, the motion smooth and natural.
With both eyes gone, Urashiki also lost the abilities they granted him.
The last thing Urashiki saw through his right eye was Naruto's cold, merciless face right in front of him, and the blade tip protruding from his own chest, burning with black flames. Then endless darkness descended completely.
"No!"
A distorted howl, filled with endless resentment, humiliation, and despair, squeezed out from deep in Urashiki's throat. With both eyes gone and his chest pierced through, his cry was faint yet piercing, like the final lament of a dying beast.
His remaining consciousness struggled futilely in an abyss of boundless pain and darkness.
What the fuck was this nightmare?!
He couldn't understand it. He couldn't understand it at all!
This blond kid at this point in time was nothing like the defeated-looking middle-aged man he had encountered in the future!
The guy in front of him was terrifyingly calm, cunning as a fox, ruthless as a wolf, with an endless supply of tricks. Even the way he gouged out eyeballs was so fucking professional that he looked like a repeat offender!
Was there anything human left in this guy?!
Urashiki was about to go insane.
Since when had the Shinobi World's "monkeys" evolved into this breed?
How was he stronger when he was younger?!