Seeing Danzo slowly approach, he was so terrified that snot and tears smeared his face.
"You've had a much more comfortable thirty years than I have, haven't you, Homura?"
Wind Release chakra coated the kunai in Danzo's hand, extending into a blade nearly a meter long.
A sneer hung on his lips:
"You and Koharu couldn't match even one of my fingers in strength. After holding power in Konoha for so many years, you can't have many regrets left in life, right? Wasn't it thanks to me that you two could sit comfortably in your adviser seats and enjoy yourselves?"
"In ability, talent, or scheming, which of you deserved such a high position? Wasn't it all because I couldn't show my face in the light?"
Danzo hammered them with a few sentences, each one cutting deep.
Mitokado Homura opened his mouth, but couldn't get a single word out.
All of Konoha had suffered terribly at Danzo's hands.
But he, Utatane Koharu, and Hiruzen Sarutobi-
Those three had truly benefited enormously from Danzo.
How else could they have occupied Konoha's highest seats for thirty years?
Danzo laughed in sheer fury.
Mitokado Homura panicked, sweat covering his forehead. "N-no, that's not how it was! That wasn't what I meant back then! This, this..."
He trailed off halfway through. His eyes darted aside, and he suddenly noticed Utatane Koharu hugging the wall, trying to slip away.
He immediately pointed at her, his voice rising. "It was her! Koharu! She agreed before I did!"
Utatane Koharu froze midstep, already cursing eighteen generations of Mitokado Homura's ancestors in her mind.
But she hadn't had time to get far.
A kunai formed from Wind Release chakra fell from above, pierced straight through her left foot, and pinned her to the ground.
"Aaah-!"
Her scream tore through