Aburame Torune and Yamanaka Fū were Shimura Danzō's trusted aides, both powerful and loyal. Aburame Torune's nano-sized venomous insects posed a serious threat, while Yamanaka Fū belonged to the Yamanaka Clan and possessed powerful crowd-control abilities.
Working together, these two could probably kill most Jonin in an instant. With two chances to force another use of Kotoamatsukami, Chinatsu felt that spending them on these two was the safest choice.
Still, Chinatsu kept feeling that she had overlooked something. Her gaze settled on the man named Shigaraki Tanuki. His name sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where he had appeared in the original story or what role he had played.
"This old-lady brain of mine really isn't doing its owner any favors." Chinatsu grumbled as she reached up and knocked on her thick skull.
It didn't matter if she couldn't remember right away. She would hold off on sending him to the afterlife. She could lock him up for now, then bring him into the fold once she finished fusing her eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
As for the others... sorry, there was no place for them.
Chinatsu maintained that while she wasn't a monster, she wasn't merciful, either. From the moment they tried to assassinate her, they should have been prepared to be killed themselves.
Chinatsu didn't hesitate much longer. Aburame Torune and Yamanaka Fū it was. She took a deep breath, then opened her right eye wide and stared at Aburame Torune.
"Kotoamatsukami!!!"
The pattern of the Mangekyō Sharingan in Chinatsu's right eye seemed to spin. She had used Kotoamatsukami again before its cooldown ended, and just that single activation made her eye feel as though it were burning. The view through her right eye grew blurry, and a trail of blood seeped out.
It hurt! It hurt so fucking much!