by Satoru Thu Sep 30, 2021 1:57 pm
“Oh… sorry…” he cracked up, “I asked for you specifically, that’s probably while they called you in.” he laughed, grinning near endlessly during the brief exchange. “They said, you want a partner? An’ I could only think of you. Ha-ha-ha.” he waved a palm dismissively as to not aggravate his Yuki team mate any further, if Satoru was a betting man he’d hedge his bets on his team mate appearing rather hangry in the current situation.
As the conversation shifted to the topic of the refugees the Uzumaki couldn’t help but feel excited once more, especially at the remark relating to the Kirigakure loan sharks. One goon the Uzumaki met in the past was a literal shark looking giant who was also a loan shark, he cracked up to himself, wiping away a tear by his eye as the duo began on the path to the refugee camp.
It was but a few minutes before the two Kirigakure Shinobi arrived at their destination. Satorus facial expression was now a lot more serious, his eyes slowly darted between the people before halting at a group of ten or so individuals who appeared fully fed, well clothed and rather happy in the gloomy slums of the Emporium. “Guess that’s them.” he muttered gesturing towards the small group before taking a series of paces towards them.
With the flick of his fingers he fished out his flute, his eyes once again darting between the ten males that enjoyed a shank of lamb while the others around them sat drooling. “Hello fellas.” he smiled, waving a palm in their direction.
“Lets do the good guy, bad guy.” he muttered under his breath to the Yuki. “My friend here…” he gestured to the Yuki as they approached, “He’s crazy…” he grinned as he put an arm between Noboru and the group of males. “He once ate a man for sneezing in his presence… imagine.” he raised his hands to his temples to symbolise his head exploding at the prospect of eating another human.
“So lets get down to business… You start playin’ nice. No more of this er— trying to run the show nonsense, share the food with everyone and I’ll make sure that the only thing on my friends dinner menu is a spot of ramen? Ey’? How about it?”
The group of thugs looked between themselves before bursting into laughter, “That pip-squeek woul’ probably struggle to finish off this shank, never mind another human. Ha—ha. Had you said you ate someone… now that would be believable, ey?—” the group cracked up with laughter as the smile on Satorus face quickly faded.
His right hand ascended, armed with nothing but a flute, “What’s that for? Goin’ to play us a lullaby?” croaked one of the men.
“Close your ears.” he muttered to the Yuki before beginning to play a rhythmic tune. The instant the Uzumakis lips touched the flute, the ten men began to rush them but to their instant regret came a sudden and overwhelming sense of fear as a sensation of their limbs becoming bound by heavy ropes overcame the group of men.
With the flute now playing, the defacto leader of the group began sweating. Naturally, due to the strain on Satorus system, he couldn’t move while playing the flute which effectively made him a sitting duck, conveniently, his opponents couldn't move either which created the perfect opportunity for the Yuki to showcase his skills.
The Uzumaki was sure that the Yuki had read the mission brief thoroughly, the instruction was not to kill and so while the group remained bound the Yuki would have little to no trouble “convincing” the gentlemen of their wrong doing.
With the ordeal having now concluded, the duo would walk back to the mission office before parting ways for the day.
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