During the day, Konoha and Kumogakure officially signed a peace agreement.
At this time, everyone in Kumogakure returned to the hotel where they were staying.
And Senju Chen moved a chair and sat in a room on the opposite floor of the hotel, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, like an audience preparing to watch a night movie.
On the second floor of the hotel, Killer B the light in the room is still on at this time.
Senju Chen Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan of the left eye slowly rotates.
The two houses are about 60 meters apart.
The hotel owners of Kumogakure are all within the effective range of Illusion Space.
"There has to be a step-by-step process, and we can't scare the other party away all at once." Senju Chen thought in his mind.
You can't start a big battle right from the start. We were facing ordinary people at Hot Spring Street, so you can play in any way. But Killer B is Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, and there is an old cow living in the body who has lived for who knows how many years. The level of vigilance is not the same.
You need to start with small things to make him think it's his illusion.
Then upgrade slowly.
Kumogakure On the second floor of the hotel, Killer B was lying on the bed flipping through a small book filled with Rap lyrics.
He has thought over and over again over twenty times the techniques Senju Chen taught him during the day, and the more he thought about them, the more they made sense to him.
"The stress is moved back... the ending rhyme is superimposed..." He muttered words in his mouth and drew a few arrows on the paper with his pencil.
suddenly...
The tea cup on the table moved.
Very lightly, as if being pushed by the wind.
Killer B looked away from the book and glanced at the teacup.
The windows are closed. There is no wind.
He stared at the tea cup for three seconds.
The tea cup didn't move again.
"..."
Killer B shook his head and continued writing with his head down.
About two minutes passed.
The tea cup moved again.
This time it didn't move slightly, but turned half a circle.
The cup handle changed from facing left to facing right.
Killer B's pen tip rests on the paper.
He slowly raised his head and stared at the teacup.
The cup stood quietly on the table, nothing unusual at all.
Killer B put down the pen, reached out to pick up the tea cup, turned it over and looked at the bottom of the cup.
Ordinary ceramic cup. There is no sealing pattern and no Chakra fluctuation.
He put the cup back with the handle facing left.
Then he deliberately looked away and stared with his peripheral vision.
One second. Two seconds. Five seconds. Ten seconds.
Didn't move.
"Dazzled???"
Killer B Picked up the pen again.
He just wrote the first word on the paper--
The cup made a full circle.
This time he could see clearly.
The cup was right under his nose, turning 360 degrees on its own.
"???"
Killer B stood up suddenly and the chair slid back.
He stared at the cup and his pupils shrank.
"Old Eight, did you feel anything?"
In my mind, Eight-Tails Gyuki spoke lazily.
"What's the matter? What's all the fuss about."
"Old Eight, did you notice the fluctuation of Ninjutsu just now?"
"No. Apart from you and me, there are no Chakra fluctuations in your room."
"Then how did this cup spin by itself just now?"
"Cup?... Are you sure you didn't touch it yourself?"
"I'm writing with both hands!"
Eight-Tails was silent for two seconds.
"That could be an earthquake."
"An earthquake turns a teacup? Have you ever seen an earthquake that only turned a teacup but didn't shake the table?"
Eight-Tails was silent again.
"Then you are dazzled. Go to sleep, there will be business tomorrow."
Killer B stared at the tea cup for more than ten seconds, but the cup didn't move at all.
He hesitated for a moment and put the cup directly on the table.
Mouth facing down.
"Let's see how you turn around."
He sat down again and picked up his pen.
The cup didn't move again.
Killer B breathed a sigh of relief and continued writing rap.
After writing for about five minutes, he suddenly felt a little cold.
It's not the kind of cold that cools me down at night, it's the coldness on the back of my neck.
It's like someone is standing behind him.
Blow on the back of his neck.
Killer B The pen in his hand stopped.
He didn't look back.
As a ninja who has experienced many battles, his first reaction is not fear, but alertness.
He scanned behind him with Chakra perception.
Nothing.
There are no Chakra fluctuations in the air, and there is no life reaction.
But the coolness is still there.
Killer B turned his head suddenly--
There is no one behind me.
The curtains were blown by the night breeze? No, the window is closed.
"Old Eight?"
"No. I told you, there is nothing. Did you drink too much with that Senju Chen today?"
"I just had a bowl of ramen soup!"
Killer B stood up and walked around the room. He checked under the bed, in the closet, behind the door, and on the ceiling.
Nothing.
He walked back to the table and turned over the teacup on the table.
There is an extra cherry in the cup.
Red, fresh, and watery cherries.
Killer B was completely frozen.
"..."
He had clearly put the cup upside down on the table just now.
How could an extra cherry appear out of thin air in an upside-down cup?
"Old Eight!!!"
"Stop shouting, I saw it." Eight-Tails's voice became more solemn. "But I really didn't feel the intervention of any external force. This cherry... seems to have been in the cup."
"It couldn't have been in the cup! I put it on myself!"
Killer B Pinch the cherry carefully.
The feel is real. The temperature is real. Even the subtle fruit wax texture on the surface is real.
He hesitated for a second and threw the cherry into the trash can.
"Let's find an opportunity to talk to my brother about this tomorrow." Killer B said.
"I think you're overthinking."
"You said Konoha is not haunted!!!"
Eight-Tails:"..."
Killer B turned off the light and lay down on the bed.
In the darkness, he stared at the ceiling with his eyes open for a long time.
No more abnormalities occurred.
He slowly closed his eyes.
Public Security Department duty room.
Senju Chen put down the tea cup and curled the corners of his mouth.
The combination of punches just now worked well.
The teacup rotates, air blows from the back of the neck, and cherries appear out of thin air.
Three small tricks brought Killer B from the "relaxed" state to the "alert" state.
But it's not enough.
After all, Killer B is Jinchūriki, and his psychological quality is there. A few tricks can only make him suspicious, but they are far from reaching the threshold for the system to trigger theft.
You have to keep up the pressure.
And you have to change the pattern.
If you use the same method too often, the other party will adapt.
Senju Chen made a list in his head.
"Today's official signing ceremony is over. Tomorrow the Kumogakure delegation will most likely disperse to investigate Konoha. Wait until Killer B places the order, then... the intensity will increase."
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