It was six o'clock in the morning the next day.
The curtains on the second floor of the Guest House across the street are still open.
Senju Chen took a sip of soy milk, and his left eye Mangekyō slowly turned.
"Start work."
Killer B was woken up by a strange smell.
He turned over, wrinkled his nose, and opened his eyes drowsily.
Next to the pillow is a grilled saury.
It's steaming, sizzling with oil, and sprinkled with chopped green onion.
"..."
Killer B stared blankly at the fish for five seconds.
Then he slowly sat up, picked up the fish and smelled it.
So fragrant.
"Old Eight, are you awake?"
"Awake." Eight-Tails's voice was weak, "What's wrong?"
"Grilled fish."
"... Did you have a midnight snack last night?"
"I had a shitty midnight snack last night."
Killer B turned the grilled fish over and over and checked. There was no Chakra fluctuation, no toxin reaction, just an ordinary, freshly grilled, and still steaming saury.
He thought for a while and put the fish on the table.
Didn't eat.
It smells really good though.
Killer B got up and went to wash up.
Pushing open the bathroom door, he glanced in the mirror--
The self in the mirror winked at him with her left eye.
Killer B's hand stopped on the toothbrush.
He stared at the mirror. In the mirror, he was standing normally, exactly like him.
"... Did you blink just now?"
"You blinked it yourself," Eight-Tails said.
"I didn't blink."
"Then you're wrong."
Killer B hesitated for a moment and moved closer to the mirror.
The self in the mirror also moved closer.
Then "he" in the mirror suddenly grinned.
Killer B took a step back suddenly, and his back hit the wall.
"Old Eight!!!"
"What's wrong?"
"That thing in the mirror smiled at me!!!"
"... Are you sure it's not you who is laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you! My face is pale now. Do you think I'm laughing?!"
Eight-Tails was silent for three seconds and carefully scanned the space around Killer B.
"There are no abnormal Chakra fluctuations. The mental force field is normal. The seal is normal. You are the only one in your room."
Killer B looked back at the mirror.
The self in the mirror stood innocently, with a completely normal expression.
"..."
Killer B put the toothbrush into his mouth and decided not to look in the mirror.
In the duty room.
Senju Chen finished drinking the soy milk and yawned.
Warm-up is over.
On the system panel, the mirror just now triggered a slight mood swing. The list was refreshed, but they were all elementary and intermediate Ninjutsu, which were of little value.
"It's time to step up the intensity."
Nine o'clock in the morning.
Little A went out with most of the members of the mission, but did not bring Killer B. Little A knew that Killer B was Jinchūriki, and most of Konoha's eyes must be on Killer B.
On the contrary, letting Killer B act alone can better distract Konoha's attention.
Killer B After experiencing what happened last night, he is now a little sick, and he is turning upside down in the room.
The mattress was lifted, the floor was knocked, and the ceiling was swept three times with Chakra.
Clean, nothing.
"Okay." Killer B put the mattress back, "Maybe I really thought too much."
He sat back at the table, remembered the Rap techniques Senju Chen mentioned yesterday, picked up a small notebook and started trying to write lyrics.
It took about ten minutes to write.
The saury on the table is missing.
Killer B's pen stopped.
He stared at the empty table for two seconds.
Where are the fish?
He clearly put the fish on the corner of the table just now.
"Old Eight, that fish--"
"What fish?"
"The grilled saury next to the pillow in the morning!"
"... There was no fish next to your pillow this morning."
Killer B's pupils suddenly contracted.
"What do you mean?"
"Literally. When you woke up today, there was nothing next to the pillow. You got up and brushed your teeth, checked the room, and then sat down to write a rap. I watched the whole process." Eight-Tails said in a serious tone, "There is no fish."
Killer B Slowly put down the pen.
He was 100% sure that he saw a grilled saury this morning. He smelled it and felt the oil on the fish.
But Eight-Tails said no.
Eight-Tails will not lie to him.
That means - part of his memory of this morning is false.
Killer B A thin layer of sweat broke out on his back.
"There's something weird about this room..."
He decided to leave the room first. Staying in the room made him more and more frightened.
Killer B left the hotel and strolled along the streets of Konoha.
The sunshine is just right, people are coming and going on the street, the smell of roasted sweet potatoes is wafting over, everything is as normal as possible.
He passed by a stall selling dumplings, and the lady boss was kneading the dough.
"Come on, have a fresh one." The landlady greeted with a smile.
Killer B took out the money and bought two skewers. After taking a bite, the glutinous rice dumplings were wrapped with Anko filling, which was very sweet.
Pretty good.
The world is back to normal.
He continued walking forward and turned into an alley.
On both sides of the alley are Konoha old-fashioned houses with white walls and gray tiles. There are a few clotheslines above the head, with bedding hanging on them.
Very quiet.
Killer B When he reached the middle of the alley, he suddenly stopped.
There is a piece of paper taped to the wall ten meters ahead.
There is a face drawn on the paper.
It's his face.
The painting looks quite similar.
There is a line written below - "Wanted: Killer B, charge: Rap and disturbing the people. Reward: three bowls of ramen."
"???"
Killer B walked up quickly and reached out to tear up the paper.
The moment my finger touched the wall - the paper was gone.
The walls are clean, with nothing on them.
Killer B's hand was hanging in the air, maintaining the posture of tearing paper.
"Old Eight."
"I know what you are going to ask." Eight-Tails's voice was solemn, "I didn't sense anything unusual."
"Then please explain, what did I just see?"
"...hallucination?"
"Two hallucinations in a row?"
Eight-Tails said nothing.
Killer B Take your hand back and continue walking forward.
Exit the alley and return to the main street.
He looked around and saw that everything was normal. Pedestrians, vendors, and patrolling ninjas were all there.
Then he looked down at his hands.
There is an extra flower in my hand.
A small pink daisy appeared between his fingers at some unknown time.
Killer B stared at the flower and was silent for a long time.
"Old Eight, do I have a flower in my hand?"
"There is a pink daisy. I don't know when it appeared. There is no Chakra left."
"Did you see it too?"
"Hmm."
"Then it's not an illusion."
"But the source is unknown."
Killer B threw away the flowers and quickened his pace.
Now he just wants to go back to the hotel and squat in a corner waiting for his brother to come back.
Halfway through, a child ran past him and suddenly looked back at him.
"Uncle, you have a big butterfly on your head."
Killer B subconsciously raised his hand to touch it.
Nothing.
Killer B turned around to look - the child disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
"There is definitely something wrong with this Konoha!!!"
[Ding! The target creature 'Killer B' has been detected to have violent mood swings... The list of stealable abilities has been refreshed!]
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