Might Duy gave a thumbs up.
"Bare your teeth and reveal that iconic smile."
A sharp squeaking sound.
The whole body flickered and vanished.
Obito groaned, "Oi, oi, oi, old man! Why don't you take this rare beast away before you leave?!"
The 'rare beast' he was talking about was, of course, Might Guy.
Duy simply chuckled. "Nope. My son stays."
Outside the Hidden Leaf Village
Sasori, moving at a steady pace, suddenly halted.
Standing atop his puppet, his cold, murderous eyes sharpened.
Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!
Dozens of poison-laced kunai shot into the dense forest ahead.
A metallic clash echoed as they were deflected.
"Who's out there, skulking in the shadows?"
"Heh… as expected from the Red Sand Sasori himself!"
A figure stepped out from behind a tree with a smirk.
Orange hair. Crimson eyes that flickered like embers.
Kurama had sensed a foreign chakra stirring.
And when he arrived, he saw Sasori. A pleasant surprise.
So, he intentionally let his presence slip.
Just enough to get Sasori's attention.
"Who the hell are you...?" Sasori's voice was wary.
He didn't recognize this man.
Judging by the lack of a headband or insignia, it was impossible to tell which nation or village he belonged to.
But given the circumstances, it wasn't hard to guess.
Ninety-nine percent chance, this guy was from the Leaf.
"You... are a Konoha shinobi?"
Kurama grinned. "Damn right."
Sasori scowled.
He had hoped to slip into the Leaf unnoticed and deal with that man.
Konoha's White Fang.
He wasn't foolish enough to think he could take down the entire village alone.
No. He had a very specific target.
But now he had been found before even stepping through the gates.
Kurama read his thoughts like an open book.
"Relax. I'm the only one who knows you're here," Kurama said casually. "Konoha isn't aware yet."
Sasori narrowed his eyes.
For some reason, this man felt... strange.
Not overwhelmingly dangerous.
Not weak either.
Something about him was just off.
It unsettled Sasori.
More importantly, this man had instantly identified him.
Yet Sasori knew nothing about him.
In intelligence warfare, that meant he was already at a disadvantage.
"Who are you in Konoha?" Sasori questioned.
Kurama smirked. "I'm eighteen generations older than your ancestors."
A sharp hiss.
Sasori's tail shot forward like a viper.
A blur.
A metallic clang.
The tail recoiled violently.
Kurama hadn't moved an inch.
Sasori's thoughts were clear.
This man... is strong.
Kurama took a few steps to the side, casually eyeing him.
"Let's see... You're here for Konoha's White Fang, right?" he mused aloud.
Sasori's breath hitched.
His entire body tensed.
What the hell?
How did this bastard know that?
Could he read minds?
Sasori scowled.
He had become a puppet to erase human weakness.
And yet, in front of this man, it felt like he was laid bare.
"Tch. How do you know?"
Kurama waved a hand dismissively. "Does it matter? Point is, I can summon him here."
Sasori scoffed. "You? Call out Konoha's White Fang?"
Everyone knew Hatake Sakumo's status.
Even above the Legendary Sannin.
The idea that this man had the authority to summon him?
Unbelievable.
And yet…
The moment Sasori blinked, Kurama was gone.
Back in Konoha
Kurama reappeared in front of Kakashi, Rin, and Obito.
The trio nearly jumped out of their skins.
"T-Teacher Kurama! Can you not just appear like that?! It's creepy!" Obito yelped.
Rin giggled. "Even if sensei is sneaky, he's still cool!"
Kakashi sighed. "..."
Kurama ignored them, placing a hand on Kakashi's shoulder.
"Kid, tell your father to head ten kilometers west of Konoha. Immediately."
Kakashi didn't question it.
He simply nodded and took off.
Obito huffed. "Damn teacher, showing off again!"
Seeing Rin's admiration only worsened his frustration.
Damn it! Why couldn't it be him getting all this attention?!
Ten Minutes Later - 10km West of Konoha
Sasori hadn't moved.
He should have left.
And yet, something compelled him to stay.
"What the hell is wrong with me...?"
His instincts told him not to trust Kurama.
And yet...
He wanted to believe him.
Then—
A presence.
A man with a silver mane and piercing eyes stepped into view.
A blade strapped to his back.
Konoha's White Fang.
Sasori froze.
He actually brought him here.
Inside his puppet shell, his mind raced.
Kurama smirked.
"Told you. No bluff."
Sasori's fingers twitched slightly.
Kurama watched with mild amusement as Sasori struggled to process the situation.
This man. Who the hell was he?
His gaze snapped to Hatake Sakumo.
This was the man he had come for.
His parents' killer.
Sakumo stared back, clearly confused.
"Lord Kurama," he said slowly. "Who is this?"
Kurama shrugged. "Some guy who wants you dead."
Sakumo's expression didn't change.
A flicker of motion.
Whiz! Whiz! Whiz!
Dozens of poisoned shuriken hurtled towards White Fang.
Ting! Ting! Ting!
In a single fluid motion, Sakumo unsheathed his White Light Chakra Sabre and deflected every projectile.
His eyes darkened slightly.
"Care to explain why you're attacking me?"
Sasori's fingers twitched.
His voice was low. "You killed my parents."
White Fang's brows furrowed.
"...The Second Shinobi War?" he asked.
Kurama interjected, "Sakumo, did you happen to kill a married puppet master couple in that war?"
Sakumo's expression darkened.
"...Yes. I did."
Sasori's grip on his puppet tightened.
"Then die, Hatake!"
In a blur, the battle began.
Kurama merely stepped back, watching with interest.
"This should be fun."
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