It would have been fine if they hadn't been on the same wavelength, but the moment they were, Yugito Nii became utterly absorbed in Hidan's soul-stirring art.
Although Yugito couldn't make sense of anything other than Chinatsu, the feeling that it was incomprehensible yet impressive kept battering her brain.
"Judging by these marks on the ground... they must have been carved pretty recently. Why... I don't understand..."
Yugito frowned, unable to understand why traces connected to her would appear in this place.
After returning to the village four years ago, Yugito had searched for information on Chinatsu, trying to find her among the ninja deployed on missions or listed as missing. But with so little information to go on, she had ultimately found nothing.
Yugito had considered the possibility that this person wasn't a Kumogakure ninja at all. But back then, Chinatsu had taken a blade for her and collapsed right in front of her. Yugito had seen and confirmed her fading vitality and the sheer amount of blood she had lost.
Those wounds could only have been fatal. Yugito didn't believe that the silly girl she remembered had come from another village to gather intelligence. She had been far too unprofessional to be a spy, and sacrificing herself halfway through without obtaining any information made no logical sense. Or rather... it served no purpose.
Yugito looked down at the drawing, then narrowed her eyes and expanded her senses, detecting two faint sets of footprints on the ground.
Should I go take a look? The mission's already done, anyway. All that's left is to report back to the village... no, no. I'm the jonin leading this team. How can I act on impulse...?
Yugito took a deep breath, stood up, and prepared to leave. But before she had gone more