"Leave three people behind to protect our fellow Shinobi World natives!"
Takahashi Yū watched the hotheads before him seethe with excitement, then glare at one another with hostility at his added words.
None of them wanted to stay behind. Every one of them wanted to go make a scene!
Seeing that the hotheads were about to come to blows, Takahashi Yū hurriedly said:
"Just leave the weakest ones behind. What's there to argue about?"
The moment he finished, the Kaguya, who had still been holding themselves back, broke into an all-out brawl.
None of them wanted to admit they were the weakest in the group...
Takahashi Yū slapped his forehead. That seemed to have made things worse.
He simply linked his dark Killing Intent to their lighter Killing Intent and divided them into individual little compartments, preventing them from touching one another.
If he let them fight, they wouldn't make it to Sunagakure for days. He wasn't sure whether time flowed at the same rate in the two Shinobi Worlds.
Takahashi Yū turned to Salan, who had fallen to the ground.
"Get us some clothes, and you can wait here."
"Since we've dragged you into this, and you're all ordinary people, I, Takahashi Yū, will take you back with us."
"That's my promise to you!"
The seeds had triggered the Kaguya hotheads' bone spikes before they had even had time to take their clothes off. Now every last one of them was dressed in rags.
If he took them out to beat people up looking like this, they would get laughed at...
Salan glanced fearfully at Takahashi Yū and nodded in silence.
"Boys! What's our objective?!"
Having changed clothes along with the hotheads, Takahashi Yū stood atop a tall dune, pumping his fist and shouting.
"Catch that bastard!"
"Catch