Late at night, Uchiha Mirai opened his eyes.
Outside, Kurenai Yuhi and Sarutobi Asuma were already waiting.
"You guys are early," Mirai greeted calmly.
Yuhi rubbed her hands together nervously. "I'm a little… anxious."
Asuma snorted, raising his head.
Not long after, Yuhi Shinku stepped out. They exchanged a look and disappeared into the night in the next instant.
…
About ten miles from the village, a small settlement sat atop a steep mountain road. Scattered flames flickered, and occasional shouts pierced the night.
The team stopped outside. Yuhi Shinku's voice cut through the tense air: "C-rank missions are different from D-rank ones. Be careful—one mistake, and you could die."
"I won't intervene, so stay vigilant," Shinku added. "One request: don't be soft-hearted."
Kurenai and Asuma nodded seriously.
"The mission begins!"
At the command, the three split into separate directions, silently advancing toward the village.
Mirai's Sharingan pierced the darkness, every detail of the surroundings clear. He counted the bandits. One, two, three…
He walked over with measured steps. A guard saw him and tried to shout—but consciousness fled under Mirai's illusion.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully plundering the reward: Constitution +0.5!]
Mirai's lips curved slightly. There really are no limits.
Death danced at his side.
The killings began.
[Ding! Constitution +0.5!]
[Ding! Spiritual Power +0.5!]
The system's prompts continued, and Mirai's attributes surged.
The village descended into chaos. The remaining bandits charged.
"It's him! Kill him together!"
Mirai laughed softly, holding his forehead. "You want to dance too?"
He darted into the encirclement, moving like a dancer. Every strike was precise, each swing reaping a life.
In moments, the bandits suffered heavy casualties—without so much as brushing his clothes.
"Damn… he's a monster!"
"Run! He'll kill us all!"
The survivors fled.
Mirai's eyes narrowed. These are experience points—I won't let them escape.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
"Fire Style: Phoenix Fire Technique!"
Hand seals flowed as he harvested lives swiftly. Screams faded.
…
From a distance, Shinku Yuhi shook his head in silent amazement. Mirai hadn't relied on stealth—he confronted them head-on. As expected of the Uchiha clan.
…
At the village center, Mirai found Asuma and Yuhi. Both were dirty, battered, and exhausted.
Seeing Mirai's flawless form, they felt ashamed. If not for him drawing most of the bandits away, they might have been slaughtered.
"What's the situation?" Mirai asked, frowning at a dozen old, weak villagers squatting nearby.
"They've surrendered," Yuhi explained.
Mirai's eyes darkened. "Have you forgotten Shinku's words? Mercy to enemies can get you killed."
Asuma and Yuhi hesitated. "Are you asking us to kill them—all the old and sick?"
Mirai's aura surged, chilling them to the bone. "You will follow my orders."
Kurenai bowed quickly. "Understood. I'll listen."
Asuma clenched his fists but didn't dare oppose him.
Just then, the "surrendered" villagers attacked. Dirt and smoke exploded as two old women, revealed as ninjas using transformation, lunged at Yuhi and Asuma.
"Oh no—a ninja!"
They had been caught completely off guard.
Phew! Phew!
Mirai struck first, his long sword severing the necks of both attackers.
[Ding! Chakra +1!]
[Ding! Wind Style: Breakthrough!]
Ignoring the prompts, he looked at Asuma and Yuhi. "Take care of the rest."
Rewards for killing were tempting, but helping his teammates adapt and survive was more important. After all… they would be his companions for a long journey ahead.
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