Hyuga Akira scratched his head and said, "I didn't expect it either. I suddenly finished the ninjutsu."
A flicker of suspicion crossed Murakami Hana's face. Whatever the case, the other man's flip-flopping was far too suspicious.
It was only because Hyuga Akira himself had revealed nothing suspicious; otherwise, Murakami Hana would have acted immediately.
Given how cautious the Rain Ninja were, even the slightest possibility that someone was a spy could prompt them to kill that person outright.
"I'll submit a request to Lord Hanzo. Go back and wait for news."
Murakami Hana could think of nothing else suspicious about Muyu, so he kept his doubts to himself.
"All right," Hyuga Akira replied indifferently.
This was a good chance to look around the base. He was still far too unfamiliar with the place.
As Murakami Hana was about to close the door, Hyuga Akira glanced behind him and actually spotted a luxurious living room.
Bang! The door slammed shut.
Hyuga Akira clenched his fists. The difference in their treatment was actually this huge.
He had nothing but a tiny room where spending his whole life would be the end of him.
Yet Murakami Hana lived in such luxury.
Wasn't it just because he was a Genin?
They didn't even know how to treat everyone fairly. As far as he could see, Amegakure was doomed sooner or later.
Inside a dark room.
"Lord Hanzo, Muyu has requested a mission," Murakami Hana reported in a low voice, kneeling on one knee.
The false Hanzo frowned slightly. "He just turned me down, and now he's choosing to take a mission?"
Such abnormal behavior was far too alarming.
His fingers tapped lightly against the desk as he considered whether to arrest Muyu and interrogate him.
"Is there anything else suspicious about him?" Hanzo