Before Hiruzen Sarutobi could recover,
Genya's voice rang out again, forcibly drawing everyone's attention back to him.
"If I make this promise but fail to keep it!"
Genya swept his gaze over the faces in the crowd-shocked, conflicted, uncertain.
At last, his eyes settled on Kurenai Yuhi, yet he seemed to be looking at everyone who had lost their loved ones in that disaster.
"Then everyone here today can bear witness!"
He looked at Asuma Sarutobi, whose face had turned livid with rage, his chest heaving.
A coldness flashed through his heart, along with an inexplicable thrill of satisfaction.
Yes, that's it. Let it eat at you, you high-and-mighty bastards who know exactly what's going on but play dumb and still want to control everything!
Asuma, kiss your future wife goodbye!
Fuck it! Let's do this!
Genya roared inwardly, his gaze sharp and resolute!
He abruptly pulled the Ninja Blade away from Danzo's neck, flipped his wrist, and drove it into the scorched earth beside him with a metallic swish, burying it to the hilt.
Then, before everyone's stunned eyes, he drew a Kunai from his waist.
Without the slightest hesitation!
Amid his mother Izumi's suddenly shrill, tearful cry of "Genya!" and under the solemn gaze of his father Sosuke, whose pupils contracted as he forcibly held his wife back...
Genya aimed the Kunai at his left palm and stabbed down hard!
Shhk!
The blade pierced flesh, and blood immediately welled up, dripping down the Kunai's blade and Genya's small palm!
"Ah!"
Some of the younger ninja could not help crying out.
Yet Genya did not even flinch. He gripped the Kunai that had pierced his palm and let the blood flow.
He raised his head, his face pale and calm. Only the fine layer of cold sweat beading at