Boom!
With an explosive roar, powerful currents of air burst outward.
Shihōin Naraku shot into the sky like an arrow loosed from a bow, vanishing from the sight of the Mist Ninja watching him leave in the blink of an eye.
"Lady Mizukage, why did you have to humble yourself like that?"
"Exactly! If we all rushed him together, what would it matter if he was the God of the Shinobi World?"
Feeling that their Mizukage had lost face before Shihōin Naraku, the Mist Ninja spoke up one after another, itching to charge into the sky and fight Naraku right then.
"Shut up!"
Mei Terumi snapped in a low voice, and the surrounding Mist Ninja immediately fell silent.
Clearly, Mei Terumi commanded considerable respect among them.
"What does a moment of discourtesy matter? As long as Kirigakure can recover as soon as possible, what does it matter if I, the Mizukage, suffer a little indignity?"
"Lady Mizukage!"
Seeing the moved expressions of the Mist Ninja, Mei Terumi set the matter aside for the time being and turned to walk deeper into the camp. "What's the situation in the village?"
"Lady Mizukage, Genji arranged..."
The many Mist Ninja guarded Mei Terumi, escorting her swiftly into a tent in the camp.
Gales swept up, and billowing white clouds spread.
Shihōin Naraku stood high in the sky, his hair blown somewhat askew.
It looks like Mei Terumi prepared in advance. This camp must have been set up nearby long ago, just waiting for her to appear.
That makes sense. How could Kirigakure entrust its Mizukage's safety to a ninja who had just killed the previous Mizukage?
*And two people in the camp have rather interesting presences. They have enormous amounts of chakra, and one person's chakra has a misty quality, yet occasionally gives