Yechen flicked the blood off his blade, then shifted his gaze toward Ito Miyuki.
At some point, an enemy Chunin had set his sights on Ito Miyuki.
The wounds on her body made it clear that she was already losing ground.
Whoosh!
Yechen immediately hurled a kunai. Ito Miyuki's combat strength had yet to reach Chunin level, so she was bound to suffer against this opponent.
He and Miyuki were the only ones left in Team 7. No matter what, Yechen had to do his best to keep her safe.
The kunai tore through the air with a piercing whistle. The Chunin noticed it too and raised his blade to slash it aside.
Sparks flew as the two blades collided. Suddenly, the Chunin's pupils contracted. He had never imagined that the incoming kunai would carry such tremendous force. It was far beyond what he could withstand.
He only managed to shift its trajectory slightly before it pierced his neck.
As he lay dying, he saw a figure approaching from ahead. Even at the moment of death, he could not understand why he had met such an end.
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine." Ito Miyuki shook her head.
Looking at her wounds, Yechen did not know what to say. This was a battlefield; injuries were inevitable. Besides, Ito Miyuki was a proud, determined girl. Even when she was hurt, she would never complain about the pain.
During the fighting that followed, Yechen never strayed too far from Ito Miyuki. He knew that protecting her this way would do her no favors. He could not protect her every moment.
Yet he still could not stop worrying. He had never wanted any attachments, but Team 7 had already taken root in his heart.
Nakagawa Ichirō and Abe Rō had already fallen. If