Sai's lifeless, unruffled eyes slowly shifted, finally settling on Miki Yūya beside him, contempt showing in his gaze.
"A villager with no chakra."
Sai's voice carried no inflection, as though he were stating an objective fact.
He was used to attacking others with the shortest, most hurtful words possible. In Root's intelligence files, Miki Yūya was nothing more than a mentally disturbed villager.
Watching Sai act all cold and aloof, Miki Yūya inwardly sneered. This guy was a sly bastard hiding behind a quiet exterior. That was bad enough, but he had no manners, either.
Just because I don't have chakra, you think you can insult me?
Faced with someone this rude, he had to teach him a harsh lesson.
"What are you staring at? Never seen a villager with no chakra before?
Can't you even get a complete sentence out, pretty boy?"
Miki Yūya looked Sai's completely exposed stomach up and down.
"You even leave your belly button out for ventilation. If you can't speak with your mouth, why not go learn ventriloquism?"
[Ding!! Conqueror's Haki +16]
Sai's brows drew together slightly. In fact, he was already gritting his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
Fuck. Damn him.
Crude. Utterly vulgar.
His mouth is full of nasty, sarcastic remarks. He has none of the composure or courtesy a Konoha villager should have. His appalling manners make me sick. All he can do is pick at people's clothes and looks, like some shrew brawling in the street.
I merely stated a fact calmly, pointing out his weakness with one simple sentence, yet he attacked my clothes instead, mocking me out of malice.
"Mentally defective."
Sai breathed heavily as he spat out the words.
"I'm mentally defective? You can barely speak properly, and you're a pervert, too. It's