His breath came in short puffs as he ran.
Feet splashing in the puddles that the rains inevitably left on the ground.
His very fiber screamed "DANGER!!!" to him and he heeded to it and ran.
Now he was panting in the middle of nowhere, wary of threats to his life.
He never should have gone there.
No.
He knew that it was dangerous and he went in anyway.
Now they were onto him.
He should tell someone.
But who would believe him? A missing-nin?
He would be lucky if they didn't just kill him on-sight for the meager bounty on his poor, little head.
What to do? What to do?
Right.
Now all that matters is staying alive. If he can survive this...no...WHEN he survives this, he will try to tell someone of what he had seen.
What were the seals again?
Hm.
That will get me a few minutes easily.
Where to go from here?
In his panic, he had forgotten where he was.
He did not even know his current location!
"Where on earth am I?"
"Let me answer that for you..."
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"You do know where he is!"
"Keep it down, idiot!"
"But the whole village is looking for him and you told them you didn't know where he is!"
"I don't know WHERE he is. I only know that he is currently in hiding."
"Then tell them that!"
"...idiot. They know that already! They just don't know where!"
"Tell them where!"
I punched him in the face to keep his stupid face shut. I don't want to be put into prison again, you fool!
"OW!"
"You deserved it blockhead. Now go sit in that corner."
This is why I do not try befriending children.
And no.....I do not mean it that way.
Divines! It's just like Skyrim all over again! Children are annoying as heck!
I escaped from the clutches of horrible person no.12 who decided that because I was friends with Kiba, I was also a part of his 'un-loyal behaviour' and must be jailed and tortured for the rest of my existence.
I think I showed incredible restraint by not killing the brat.
I would be royally pissed if killing children didn't work in this world.
I've had enough of Four-eyes trying to suck up to the new boss and the rest of the class torn between being envious of my super-awesome skills and kissing my posterior.
I guess it's time to skip a few grades.
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"Test Number 3. Is the navigation panel up?"
"Affirmative."
"Are the subjects online?"
"Negative. Subjects are still boarding."
From the Reconnaissance and Control Panel, an old man in a lab-coat seemed slightly annoyed.
"How much longer?"
"Our estimate is about 120 seconds approx."
"Once this is done, I'm gonna cash in those vacation days."
"You should. Maybe then there will be progress and development." Joked his aide and counsel.
"Oh! Hush you."
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"Don't move around, dog. You'll only hurt yourself."
"Hnng Hmmhnng! Phngg Huu!"
"Stop struggling." I said disinterestedly.
He made a face at me.
"Oooh! Look, the puppy can glare as well!"
He shook in fright as I pulled out a blade and started swishing it around.
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"And he said something about 'bangers and mash' and called him a 'normie'."
"Must be some Mist jargon. Nothing that you bring to the notice of the Hokage in the middle of a conference, Satoshi-kun."
The man bristled at his superior's 'gentle' reprimand.
"Nonetheless, keep an eye on him. I expect something to happen soon."
"May I ask what?"
"You may not. Go."
Satoshi rushed fast enough that an observer would think he Shunshin-ed.
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".....His eyes was his tools and his smile was his gun
But all he had come for was having some fun."
Muffled screams were heard in the secret base as a Dragon did some...Dirty Deeds.
"Art is....blood loss, hn!"
"HNNNG!"
"Let's patch this doggo up, now."
"HNNG! HNNG!"
"Oopsie-whoopsie! Who knew pulling the blade back up doesn't stitch you up again? Doesn't matter. Let's knock you out."
A bottle was slammed onto his head.
Predictably, his thick skull broke the glass into little pieces.
"Art is a shard of glass!"
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