Leaves rustled in the woods.
At that moment,
the shinobi couldn't stop trembling.
He hadn't seen three heads and six arms, or a naturally awakened Mangekyo, but the name Uchiha Gua alone was enough to terrify him.
Someone like him, who had struggled for half his life just to become a chunin-
how was he supposed to fight him?
By throwing his life away?
The shinobi raised his sword and shouted to muster his courage.
"Aah-!"
Then,
he actually slit his own belly with a single stroke and killed himself.
Gua stood there, utterly bewildered for two seconds.
Wait, what?
What the hell are you doing?
All I fucking did was give you my name, and you went straight to disemboweling yourself?
Could this be a trap?
Gua slowly put away his sword and activated his Sharingan, taking every precaution he could.
After all, he had never encountered anything like this before.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
Gua reached the shinobi's side.
Blood kept spilling from the shinobi's mouth, but he still had one last breath left in him.
His lips kept twitching. He looked to be in terrible pain.
That doesn't look fake.
Gua thought to himself.
Gua leaned over to look at his face.
Just then,
the shinobi saw the spinning Two-Tomoe Sharingan in Gua's eyes and immediately breathed his last.
He died.
Gua: ...
Wait, what?
What's wrong with him?
Are all the shinobi from Iwagakure this intense?
Disemboweling themselves at the slightest provocation?
Where the hell did that tradition come from?
Only after examining the man and confirming that he was completely dead did Gua slowly stand.
Just then,
Kabuto and Itachi came over as well.
Each carried a shinobi in his hand.
"He's dead."
Kabuto tossed the corpse he was holding onto the ground.