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Chapter 61
🕑 Added 2023-10-20 22:06:54 +0000 UTCWhile the others were simply surprised, Naruto himself was bursting with excitement. But before he could rejoice, Yoshiro continued.
“Unfortunately, the Country of Whirlpools has been destroyed...” he whispered gloomily, tilting his head a little.
– Destroyed? But how... - a question froze on Uzumaki’s face.
Joy and sorrow walk side by side. This is exactly how Naruto felt right now. As soon as the hope of finding out about his parents loomed before him, it was immediately mercilessly destroyed.
“Yes, it was destroyed a long time ago...” Yoshiro explained, still quietly.
“So that’s why the academy never mentioned this Country of Whirlpools and the Uzumaki Clan,” Sakura nodded understandingly and muttered to herself, seizing on a suitable explanation.
Sasuke looked at Naruto with mixed emotions, thinking to himself: “Are they really in similar situations?”
“Okay, I’ll go rest and lick my wounds, otherwise I’ve already blabbed a lot to you,” Yoshiro shook his head and stepped towards the exit.
Naruto stood rooted to the spot for some time, digesting this unexpected and shocking news.
While Kakashi watched the situation with a lazy and tired look. A vague uneasiness haunted him, although no matter how you looked at it, this Yoshiro did not show the least bit of hostility towards them.
The Jounin then looked at the stunned Naruto with a heavy sigh.
The brief story of the wandering shinobi did not reveal any secrets, but it would not be easy for the Uzumaki boy, oh how difficult it was to accept what he heard.
After thinking for a moment, Kakashi squinted his eyes seriously. He urgently needs to return to duty, otherwise this Yoshiro, who calls himself a wandering shinobi, is painfully suspicious.
Is he targeting Naruto, or is this a diversion?
Tazuna, who was present, didn’t really understand anything from this conversation, and he didn’t really care.
“Well, apparently that’s it, I can breathe easy now that you’ve dealt with that apostate,” he joyfully addressed the Jounin.
“I wouldn’t like to disappoint you, but most likely... Momochi Zabuza is alive!” – for no apparent reason Kakashi became gloomy after Tazuna’s words.
- Eh, how can this be?! – the bridge builder’s flash of joy instantly gave way to an attack of panic.
The others were also taken aback. Even Naruto, who was somewhere in the clouds, came to his senses and stared in shock at the unusually gloomy Kakashi.
After which the Jounin told those present his thoughts and decided to start training the Genin in order to be ready for anything until he returned to duty.
***
In a dark room.
“So they defeated you too Demon, it seems all the shinobi of the fog are ordinary weaklings!” – Gato grinned contemptuously at the lying Zabuza.
This caused Haku, who was standing next to the bed, to suddenly become gloomy.
But here...
– Pay with blood for insulting the fog! – an unusually cold voice echoed through the room.
Pff!
A moment later, splashes of blood fanned out across the floor.
And Gato, with a furious cry of pain, grabbed his hand torn to shreds!
- Who?! - then the two samurai standing on either side of him immediately pulled out their katanas and looked around warily.
Crack!
With a flash of lightning!
A red-haired girl with sharp teeth appeared in front of Gato, and a couple of samurai were already holding their necks, from which blood was oozing.
- Oh, how this infuriates me! – Suigetsu’s mocking voice rang out behind Gato as the dead bodies of the samurai fell to the floor.
“Don’t... don’t kill, please... I have a lot... a lot... a lot of money...” Gato shook, trembled and slid onto the bloody floor, when the fear of death was added to the terrible pain.
- Oh really? We'll solve you and take everything for ourselves, business! – Ameyuri grinned widely, swinging one of the Thunder Swords.
Blood has been shed again!
This is how the richest tycoon, who was quite capable of seizing power in a small country, died so simply and pitifully.
Then Hozuki involuntarily stepped back. All he needed was to be stained with the blood of the dead Gato!
- Who you are?! – Haku exclaimed with tension in his voice, covering the bed with the wounded man.
– Hmm... ahem... these are the Swords of Thunder, does that mean Raiga is dead? – the renegade raised his head with difficulty and mockingly looked at the familiar twin swords in Ameyuri’s hands.
“Momochi Zabuza, you have two choices: either die or become my tool,” came a calm voice from the corner of the room.
Therefore, the apostate, with a sharp change in his face, turned towards the voice and saw a young man leaning against the wall, whose presence in the room until that moment he had not even suspected.
- Hehe! Two choices you say? Then I choose the third one!! – The Demon grinned contemptuously; he certainly couldn’t fight with all his might, but he wasn’t completely helpless either.
A moment later, the renegade jumped to his feet and, grabbing the Decapitating Sword from the bed, furiously slashed it towards the young man.
Haku also began to act together with him. He rushed straight towards Ameyuri and Suigetsu so that they would not interfere with Zabuza.
Crack!
Then a grinding and cracking of metal was heard nearby!
After which Zabuza froze, looking blankly at the half-half Kubikiribocho. For some time he simply did not react to what was happening.
“Slowly,” Yudao, who was already standing behind Zabuza, said calmly and casually waved his hand, causing him to immediately disappear, leaving behind only a hole in the wall.
- Zabuza-sama! – Haku exclaimed in fear and was about to rush after the thrown master.
But just at that moment Yudao’s hand fell on his shoulder.
And no matter how hard the descendant of the Yuki Clan tried, he could not budge.
“Your name is Haku, isn’t it?” – The First Mizukage smiled.
- Who are you, what do you need? – Haku clenched his teeth and grimly asked the frightening young man.
“My name is Yudao,” he continued to smile.
- Well, let go of Haku! – then with a ferocious roar a human silhouette appeared in the gaping hole...
Zabuza furiously attacked Yudao with the remains of the Kubikiribocho!
But he, carefreely raising his hand, grabbed the blade with his fingers.
