nagpurpolice Chapter 94 Methods
Chapter 94 Methods
"Is...is anyone there?! Someone come quick!!!"
After staggering out of the clan's territory, which was completely shrouded in blood and death, Zuo Yue ran desperately while crying out with all her might.
Tears blurred her vision, making the night road even more difficult to traverse. How she longed to hear a response, how she hoped that the next second she would see the familiar figure in the uniform of a Konoha patrolling ninja rush out from the shadows at the street corner, stop her, and ask her what had happened.
However, all that answered her was her own hollow echo and the rustling of leaves in the distance.
The Uchiha clan's settlement was located on the outermost edge of the village for so-called "isolation" and "surveillance." At night, this area was rarely inhabited by any other villagers besides the Uchiha clan members, let alone the ninjas who frequently patrolled it.
Everything she had just experienced was like fragments of the worst, most insane nightmare, replaying itself over and over again in her mind.
Not long ago, her whole world was whole and warm. She had her mother's gentle, kind smile; her father's stern yet always caring gaze; and her older sister, whom she had always admired and trusted—a strong and reliable presence in her heart…
However, on this very night, all of this was utterly and cruelly shattered before her very eyes.
A gentle mother, a caring father… lay dead in a pool of blood. And the one who ordered the killing, even the one who carried it out herself, was none other than her most trusted sister!
The world has collapsed.
An unprecedented, chilling sense of emptiness spread wildly from the deepest part of her heart, rapidly eroding her limbs and bones, penetrating deep into her lungs.
She lost almost everything, but... Naruto! She absolutely... absolutely cannot let her kill Naruto!
This thought, like a last straw, gave Zuoyue, who was almost collapsing to the ground, a sliver of strength to keep going. She gritted her teeth, letting her tears flow freely, but quickened her pace again, running towards the center of the village, where there might theoretically be people, with her last bit of strength.
However, the next moment, Zuo Yue's running steps froze on the spot.
A chilling despair gripped her heart in an instant.
Because that nightmarish figure—Uchiha Itachi—stood silently in the middle of the road not far in front of her, completely blocking all her paths.
What made Zuo Yue feel like her blood was freezing was that in Itachi's hands, he was just like Naruto, who was hanging limply at his sides! The blond boy's eyes were closed, and there was still a look of pain on his face.
"Naruto..."
Satsuki's voice trembled so much it was almost unrecognizable. Yes... how could Satsuki forget that the difference in strength was like an insurmountable chasm?
but……
But seeing Naruto being held like an object by Itachi, an emotion far more intense than fear surged into Sasuke's mind! Even though her body trembled violently with fear, and even though tears blurred her vision so much that she could barely see what was in front of her, Sasuke still took action!
"Let...let go of Naruto!"
She screamed almost instinctively, grabbing her ninja tool pouch at her waist and pulling out two shuriken. With a sob and a frantic rage, she hurled them fiercely toward Itachi Uchiha's neck!
call out!call out!
However, faced with this hateful yet incredibly naive attack, Itachi Uchiha didn't even blink. She simply raised the short sword in her hand with utter casualness.
Clang! Clang!
Two crisp metallic clangs rang out almost simultaneously, and the two shuriken were easily flung away, landing with a clatter.
The frustration of having her attack easily neutralized and the growing fear overwhelmed her, but Zuo Yue did not give up. Her hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals as she tried to mobilize the chakra within her body.
"Fire Release: Great Fire...?!"
But she had only completed half of the hand seals, and hadn't even finished uttering the name of the ninjutsu—
The figure before my eyes vanished as suddenly as a ghost!
In the next instant, a suffocating sense of oppression enveloped her from the front! Uchiha Itachi had appeared in front of her in an instant.
The hand that had been gripping Naruto loosened its hold, and Naruto's body fell to the ground beside him. The free hand then gripped Sasuke's slender neck once more, forcefully severing her nascent ninjutsu in her throat!
A strong feeling of suffocation surged up again, and Zuo Yue's feet left the ground as she struggled in vain, desperately trying to pry that hand off.
Uchiha Itachi's crimson Sharingan coldly watched his sister, who was struggling in pain in his hands, her eyes filled with fear and pleading. Just then, the warning from the man wearing the fox mask echoed in his mind again—do not do anything unnecessary to Satsuki.
The next second, the grip on his throat suddenly disappeared.
"Cough! Cough cough cough..."
Satsuki fell to the cold ground once more, coughing and gagging violently, greedily inhaling the frigid air. However, this time, the physical pain paled in comparison to the complete collapse of her inner defenses.
Twice in a row, she was easily subdued like an infant, powerless to resist, unable even to injure the slightest bit of her opponent... The despairing disparity in strength completely crushed and extinguished the faint fighting spirit and courage that had just ignited in her heart.
She looked up and gazed down at her sister, looking into her blood-red eyes, which were devoid of any emotion and as deep as a still pool.
The little courage I had earlier had vanished completely, leaving only the most primal fear of death.
"No...don't kill me..."
Uchiha Itachi stared silently at his sister, who had fallen to the ground and was trembling with fear. There was only one last way to stain those eyes with the blood of hatred.
Her thoughts drifted back to a few years ago, to those peaceful times. At home, after training, at the dinner table, and even during bedtime chats, her younger sister would repeatedly mention, with an impressive frequency, only one name—Naruto.
"I won my taijutsu duel with Naruto again today. He's still clumsy, but he seems a little better than before..."
"Big sister, big sister, did you know that Naruto's favorite restaurant is Ichiraku Ramen? He took me there, and it was pretty good. Let's go together next time!"
"Naruto, he..."
From trivial daily matters to subtle expressions and gestures, everything about that blond boy became a topic of conversation for Satsuki. It was the first and only time Itachi had ever seen Satsuki show such intense attention, dependence, and even a clumsy yet pure admiration for someone outside her clan.
To get the plan back on track, to force those eyes to awaken, this was the only way... Itachi silently chanted in his heart, completely freezing that last bit of reluctance.
Itachi spoke up, "My foolish sister, you are not worth killing."
Having said that, Itachi Uchiha slowly raised the short sword in his hand. This time, the blade wasn't aimed at Sasuke, but rather steadily and precisely—pointed at the collapsed Naruto!
The blade was precisely positioned a few inches from the heart, enough to cause a horrifying but not fatal wound.
However, all these meticulous calculations were completely incomprehensible to the already broken Zuoyue.
In her field of vision, only one thing was clear and terrifying—Uchiha Itachi was going to completely destroy the last and most important light in her life right in front of her!
Satsuki's breath caught in her throat instantly, her pupils dilating to their maximum. "...No!!"
A scream, almost inhuman, burst from her throat. She lunged forward, but fear and helplessness prevented her from moving an inch; she could only futilely extend her trembling hand.
"I understand! I understand everything! Please! Let Naruto go! Don't hurt him!!"
"Kill me! Take my life for his! Please... Sister... Don't touch Naruto... Please..."