Chiyo slowly caught up to Karura, who had stormed off.
"However angry or upset you are right now," Chiyo said, "stop for a moment and let this old woman take a look at you."
When Chiyo's words reached her ears, though Karura still harbored resentment, she was ultimately a reasonable and composed person. So, she stopped in her tracks and respectfully bowed to Elder Chiyo.Karura nodded slightly and said softly, "My injuries aren't actually serious, but that Rasa is just too infuriating!"
"Originally, I just needed to quietly observe from the sidelines. Who would have thought he'd insist on calling me over? Now look at me—covered in dirt! It's so annoying!"
As she spoke, Karura couldn't help but furrow her brows, her face filled with anger.
She continued complaining, "Tell me, if we both got dirty, that would be one thing. But when he ran away, he didn't even consider my safety at all. Hmph! I really wonder if he even sees me as a companion!"
With each word, Karura felt increasingly wronged.
Gradually, tears began to flow uncontrollably, dripping down her cheeks like a broken dam.
Those glistening teardrops seemed to voice the injustice and hurt she had suffered, evoking pity in anyone who saw them.
You couldn't blame Karura for being upset—after all, what girl could endure being hit by a barrage of bombs and a "terrorist attack" for no reason?
Hearing Karura's words, Chiyo's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably.
She truly didn't know how to console her. If it had happened to her, she wouldn't let Rasa off without at least stripping a layer of his skin.
Pakura: If I don't beat the shit out of him today, I'll consider it a miracle he's still clean.
Amidst this atmosphere, Chiyo managed to calm Karura down.
Chiyo didn't speak as a village elder but as someone who had been through similar experiences.
"You're both still young. Don't let small conflicts damage your relationship—that won't be good in the long run."
"Over time, this will just be a little story between you two. Don't take it too seriously."
These words were somewhat manipulative, but the innocent girl didn't pick up on it at all. She genuinely felt much better after venting.
Karura said, "Thank you for your guidance, Granny Chiyo. I feel much better now."
"As long as Mr. Rasa doesn't do something like this again, I think I can still accept it."
Hearing this, Chiyo was quite satisfied.
After all, this was Sunagakure's internal matter, and as an elder, Chiyo naturally had to consider the bigger picture.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Uchiha Yato was also trying to talk some sense into Rasa.
"Alright, alright, stop crying. It wasn't intentional."
"Overall, this is just a minor issue on your part. Just go and apologize."
Upon hearing Uchiha Yato's words, Rasa also wanted to apologize.
But right now, he was feeling extremely frustrated. He truly hadn't meant to do it.
And then there was the slap Karura had given him first thing this morning. He hadn't forgotten, and he couldn't help feeling a bit resentful.
At that moment, Uchiha Yato turned his gaze to the little boy beside him.
That's right—when Karura ran off, Yashamaru hadn't left.
To put it bluntly, the kid was well aware of the situation between his sister and Rasa.
He'd probably stayed behind to see Rasa's attitude.
Uchiha Yato then said, "Little Yashamaru, could you go find your sister and help clear up this misunderstanding?"
"After all, you don't want your sister to stay sad and upset forever, do you?"
Yashamaru, who had been about to argue, paused at Uchiha Yato's words and thought it over carefully.
Even if he wanted to pick a fight with Rasa, he couldn't let his sister remain heartbroken. Besides, he was genuinely worried about her.
Without another word, Yashamaru trotted off to find his sister.
Uchiha Yato, meanwhile, excused himself by saying he had other matters to attend to and left the scene.
Because he had a feeling this wasn't over yet—there was still more drama to enjoy.
After everyone had left, only Rasa remained.
Sasori then came over to comfort Rasa.
After hearing so many people try to talk him down, Rasa was starting to feel a bit fed up.
Suddenly, a cigarette appeared in Rasa's hand as he decided to smoke to calm his nerves.
And, as luck would have it, he had a cigarette but no lighter.
Our clever Sasori remembered the method Uchiha Yato had taught him for lighting cigarettes.
He took his own cigarette, used the built-in flamethrower system in his puppet to light it, and then—just as Uchiha Yato had shown him before—helped Rasa light his.
When Uchiha Yato saw this, he knew exactly what was coming next.
But he wasn't too alarmed. After all, for Uchiha Yato, entertainment was the most important thing.
Sure enough, Rasa and Sasori perfectly demonstrated what could only be described as a misunderstanding.
Normally, with Rasa's Jonin-level alertness, he should have noticed and corrected Sasori's mistaken approach.
But right now, his mind was completely preoccupied with Karura, so he didn't pay much attention to Sasori's actions.
And, as fate would have it, this scene wasn't just witnessed by Uchiha Yato.
Karura and Chiyo, who had been persuaded to return, also saw it.
Chiyo's face was a picture of shock—she'd had no idea her grandson and Rasa had that kind of relationship.
Karura, meanwhile, was at a complete loss for words.
The usually composed and ladylike woman completely abandoned her refined demeanor.
That's right—Karura hardened.
Her fists clenched so tight they could shatter stone.
With the speed of an elite Jonin, she charged straight at Rasa.
Without hesitation or explanation, she punched him square in the face to knock some sense into him.
There was no helping it. Today's triple emotional whammy had completely worn out the 20 years' worth of patience she'd built up.
Before Rasa could even react, he was sent flying through the air in a graceful arc.
He spun two and a half times before landing headfirst on the ground.Chiyo didn't care about anything else; her priority was taking good care of her grandson.
No matter whose fault it was, she had to properly guide him—she couldn't let him go down the wrong path. After all, he was one of Sunagakure's two rising stars.
Meanwhile, Rasa, who was already dazed, became even more bewildered.
He had no idea what had gotten into Karura today, hitting him with a triple combo.
And each strike was a critical hit—the first one knocked him out cold.
The second one left him stunned, unable to regain his senses for a long time. He only managed to recover thanks to Uchiha Yato and the others looking after him.
And the third one sent him flying in a perfect parabolic arc.
It had to be said—Rasa had been thoroughly screwed over by Uchiha Yato.
At that moment, Uchiha Yato dashed over to Rasa at lightning speed, dropped a photo next to him, and then immediately left.
Seeing Uchiha Yato acting like this only made Rasa even more confused.
This fearless Uchiha Yato—why was he sneaking around like a thief, just delivering a photo and then running off?
But when Rasa saw the contents of the photo, he understood why Karura had hit him so hard this time.
The photo clearly showed Sasori lighting a cigarette for him—but with the two men pressing their lips together, cigarette to cigarette. There was no way Karura could accept seeing something like that.
Realizing Karura's current state, Rasa immediately pleaded, "You have to believe me! This is all a misunderstanding!"
Karura "smiled" and said, "Oh, I believe you."
"This is all a mis—understanding!"
It was clear—Karura's eyes were now filled with nothing but rage.
Meanwhile, Rasa's gaze was icy, as if he already knew his death was imminent.
What followed was a happy parkour session between the two of them…
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