Arc VIII Chapter 10


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    <strong>Arc VIII Chapter 10


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    Asami''s lips formed a smile.Her susanoostruck while hisguards were forced to watchthe spectacle, unable to assist their master.The air was tense and the conflictescted. Mitsuhiko''smen drewtheir swords. The doors burst openand reinforcementsarrived.


    Armed with their glorified sticks and false bravado, his men surrounded her. Theybelieved theycould threaten her, butthe white of their eyesbetrayedtheirfear.


    “...”Asami grinned. His menstood their ground and dared to challenge herin their hubris.


    Kazuma gripped his sword and his men followed suit. “Release our Lord! Immediately! We might even overlook your transgression ...”


    “Hehehe ...”Asami answered with an ominous giggle. Her new friendsentertained her.


    “Kazuma.” Asami remembered his name. “Do you really think you can threatenme? Do you really thinkyou can orderme? Youoverestimateyour position, Kazuma.Lower your weapons,and I might spare you and your men.”


    “...”Kazumastared into the darkness of her eyes. The ck abyss stared back.The man grittedhis teeth, his rage visible. “Who do you think you are?”


    Asami tilted her head. “I am who I am. I am Asami, the ck Princess of Konoha,far more powerful than you can ever imagine, so know your ce.”


    Kazuma didn''t waver.Her friendly reminderonly strengthened his resolve.“Listen, we won''t back down because of a little girl. On our honour, we will fight ...”


    “Stop, Kazuma, don''t provoke her!The girl will ughter usall.”Mitsuhiko intervened before it was toote.


    Kazuma blinked. His lord confused him. “Lord Mitsuhiko ...”


    “Kazuma, lower your weapons! Don''t provoke her! Don''t attack under any circumstances!”


    “...”Kazuma hesitated, but he obeyed.


    Asami was pleased. “Mitsuhiko, you aresmarter than I thought.”


    Mitsuhiko offered his best smile. “You tter me. I hope that we can solve this situation peacefully. All this is just anunfortunate misunderstanding.”


    Asami''sgrin broadened. “I doubtso. This isn''t a misunderstanding, Mitsuhiko. Tell me,what happened thefateful nightyour brother died?”


    “I have no idea what you are talking about.”Mitsuhiko''sair supply dwindledas breathing grew increasingly difficult. Asphyxiationapproached.Herskeletal avatar choked him to death. Coated in a demonic purple, her creation crushedhis thorax.


    Asamiincreased the pressure and Mitsuhikobit his lips.His bones cracked.


    Yet Mitsuhiko maintained his fa?ade. “I know nothing.”


    His answer displeased Asami, and punishment was administered swiftly. Her grip tightened, and his ribs paid the price. A crack echoed through the air. Her distinct chakra saturated the room, uncaring, cold, threatening. A murderous maelstrom of immensity.


    Hersinister smilemadeMitsuhiko paled. “Mitsuhiko, don''t lie to me. We both knowwhat I want.”


    Mitsuhiko mustered his courage. “How the fuck I am supposed to know what you want?My brother is dead!He died!”


    Asami sighed in disappointment. “Mitsuhiko, the truth is a matter of utmost importance.The time hase to confess your sins. Youkilledyour brother, didn''t you?”


    Mitsuhiko didn''t understand. Nothing made sense. “Yes, I killed him. So what? Are you going to kill me? Did the infamous butcher of Konoha suddenly turn into a champion of justice?”


    Asami sipped on her tea. The tea was truly excellent. “Indeed, this is a matter of justice. You destroyed her home, killed her father, and murdered her beloved mother. You took everything from her, and I will take everything from you.”


    “...”Mitsuhiko''s eyes widened in disbelief. He struggled in vain.


    Asami smiled, beaming. “Mitsuhiko, I think that it''s time for a little story. On my way here, I stumbled across a poor girl. Her state was deplorable. Lying in the snow, unconscious, the girl was destined to freeze to death, but I took pity on her. I protected her from the elements and her pursuers. Do you know her name, Mitsuhiko? Her name was ... Yuki.”


    “Yuki ...”Mitsuhiko''s blood froze. He realised the gravity of his situation.


    Asami smirked. “It seems that you finally understand.”


    “Wait! Wait!” Mitsuhiko panicked. “We can negotiate! I can offer money? Land? Power?”


    He was desperate. “I can give you everything. Everything you want and more!”


    “Amusing,are you trying to bribe me?”Asami chuckled. “It''strue, I like both, money and power ...”


    “Kazuma, bring the money! Quickly!”


    His menbrought the wooden crates. They were filled to the brim, but even millions weren''tenough.


    Asami shook her head. “Mitsuhiko, I doubtthat mere money will suffice ...”


    “I understand. I can organise more. Kazuma!” Mitsuhiko still didn''t understand. He clung to his empty hopes.His men arrangedmore wooden cases, heavier than their predecessor.The crates contained gold,pure gold. The ingots bewitched her.Among the ingots,throneda lovely catwaving at her with hertiny paw.


    Asami imed the neko first, her newpanion, her new lucky charm. Her cat. Her gold. Her neko.


    Mitsuhiko''s conceited grin resurfaced. His arrogance, his confidence, returned. Little did he know his life was already forfeited. “These riches are all yours. They were part of our family treasure. They were intended aspensation for your mission, but I offer you them aspensation for my life.”


    Asami pettedher cat.Mitsuhiko was brave.“Suchcan be arranged. I will spare your life.”


    Her Susanoo vanished,dissipatinginto an amorphous cloud of shining purple particles. Her chakra roamed the roomand solidifiedwith gruesome effectiveness.In the blink of an eye, her work was done.Her chakrasummonedan array of expanding spikes. Her creationscutthrough stone, wood, human flesh, and bonealike.


    Herspikes eliminated guard indiscriminately.Their corpses hung afloat in the air likea collection of mannequins.Only Mitsuhiko survived, spared by her benevolence.


    “...”Mitsuhiko froze, petrified by fear. He didn''t understand. He didn''tprehend.


    Asami giggled. Purple darkness shrouded her eyes. His end was near. “Did you really think you would escape judgment? I demand more, Mitsuhiko. I demand revenge. I demand retribution. I demand justice.” Her fingers lit a fire. Flickering purple mes danced across her palm.


    “I promised you to spare your life, and I will honour my word. I will give you the same chance you gave Yuki a long time ago.” Her fire spread fast, devouring the entire castle in a zing storm. Asami drew her sword and stepped closer. Her de glimmered amidst the mes. Each step of her resounded through the room.


    “...” Mitsuhiko paled. “No! Stop! Go away!”


    Asami gripped her sword. “Your pitiful existence endshere.You shall pay for your sins, cleansed by fire.”


    Asami struck. Her de skewered his legs. Muscles, bone yielded, and hollow criesof pain filled the night.Nobody heard his cries. They met with silence.


    Asami waved goodbye. “Sayonara, Mitsuhiko, I wish you luck.You will need it. Being burned alive is ... a painful experience.”


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