The expression on Yuta's face was completely different from when he looked at Aoba in the past, and it felt like he had become a completely different person.
However, Aoba was not surprised at all. He had already seen Yuta's face in Takashi's memory.
Rather than saying that he had changed into a different person, it was better to say that this was Yuta's original face!
"Oh?"
The corners of Aoba's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. His pitch-black eyes stared at Yuta, and he asked with deep meaning, "What do you mean?"
"Aoba, I originally wanted to recommend you to a more valued position in Yamanaka's clan, but you rejected my good intentions!"
"If it's just that, then forget it, but you have refused my invitation to ask you for help many times."
"Right now, you don't have much value left."
"There's only one last way!"
Yuta shook his head regretfully. He looked at Aoba's weak appearance and felt that the situation was under his control.
"What path?"
Aoba asked with a smile. There was no worry on his face as if he was joking with an acquaintance.
At this moment, Aoba had made up his mind.
Since you have already raised the eagle and want to mount it on my face to attack. Then completely destroy it!
"Since things have come to this, I might as well tell you so that you can understand more."
When Yuta saw Aoba's appearance, he felt inexplicably proud in his heart. He felt like a big shot behind the scenes who controlled Konohagakure's recent major events.
"Do you know about the most popular case in the village?"
Yuta said slowly.
His eyes were fixed on Aoba, and his slightly turbid eyes were full of energy at this moment. There wasn't a single trace of his aged appearance.
"I was the one who did this!"
"I killed all the people who died!"
"You don't need to know why I did this!"
"But I want to tell you now!"
"The next body to float on the river will be you!"
When Yuta finished the last sentence, his eyes burst with killing intent.
"Why me?"
Aoba raised his right hand and pinched his chin, muttering doubtfully. It seemed like he was asking Yuta, but in reality, he was silently thinking.
"I told you not to ask about the reason, and this is all you can know. I will inject you with medicine and then rewrite your memories, making you sacrifice yourself for the great change in the village. For you, death is an honor!"
Yuta revealed an almost fanatical expression.
"I understand."
Aoba nodded slowly, his expression indifferent as if he didn't care.
"It's good that you understand. If you cooperate a little, you can suffer less flesh and blood."
Yuta glanced up and down at Aoba's thin body and felt that there was no problem holding it up.
"What I mean is..."
Aoba looked up at Yuta. At this moment, the look in his eyes seemed to see through everything.
"I understand why you found me!"
"I have asked for leave."
"It is not on the list of cases for Konohagakure Intelligence Division now."
"Logically speaking, I shouldn't have caused any suspicion."
"But often, the more there is no suspicion, the more likely it is that there will be suspicion."
"That's why you have your eyes on me."
"You want me to be the scapegoat for you!"
"If I'm not wrong..."
"The memories you want to implant into me should be that I am Danzo's secret subordinate. I participated in the people's disappearance case and killed a few people floating in the river.
In the end, I was killed by Danzo. "
"In this way."
"You can point the spearhead at Danzo through the memories you have tampered with."
"And successfully cleanse yourself."
"It's like this!"
Aoba was silent for a moment and found the motive for doing so based on Yuta's actions.
It was precisely because he was now out of the vortex.
There was no suspicion.
This was the perfect time for him to take the blame.
If he placed himself in the position of the remnants.
He, Aoba, had planned the entire case from beginning to end, but he was killed by Danzo in the end.
How ruthless!
He couldn't even dodge!
They had to chase after him and drag him in!
The look in Aoba's eyes when he looked at Yuta had changed all of a sudden, and there was a faint killing intent hidden in the depths of his eyes.
"Aoba, you are too smart and shouldn't know so much. This way, it will be very troublesome for me to change your memory."
Yuta's face suddenly darkened.
"Is this Tetsu's idea or your idea?"
Aoba suddenly asked.
"You actually know Tetsu?"
Yuta's eyes were slightly sluggish, and there was a flash of shock. Then he did not speak again and put his right hand into the ninja bag at his waist.
"There's no point in saying more. Let's stop here."
After Yuta finished speaking, he suddenly leaped towards Aoba, his right hand holding a sharp Kunai.
He did not use the secret technique of the Yamanaka clan.
After all, the Mind Transfer Technique still had to be used with his teammates to have a better effect.
Whether it was the Yamanaka clan or the Nara clan, their secret arts were more suited to be auxiliary and not offensive methods.
The most important thing was...
In Yuta's opinion, Aoba was just a weak and sickly person, and he only needed to use his body technique.
Swish!
The sharp blade of the Kunai cut through the air, creating a sound of breaking through the air, directly slashing towards Aoba.
"Captain Yuta."
"You have planned such a good show."
"It surprised me."
"But."
"You have done something wrong."
"You shouldn't have provoked me."
By the time Aoba finished speaking, his voice had already become low, as if there were no fluctuations in his emotions.
Aoba's figure flashed out instantly. His speed was far faster than Yuta.
Although Aoba didn't practice too seriously during the period after coming to the Ninja World. But with the powerful vital energy from Sage's Body, his physical fitness far exceeds that of an old person like Yuta.
Pa!
A crisp sound rang out.
Almost in an instant, Aoba appeared in front of Yuta. His right hand grabbed Yuta's wrist that was holding the Kunai. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were determined.
"You..."
Yuta suddenly widened his eyes. He was indeed not good at physical skills, but his opponent was the famous sickly Aoba!
"How is this possible."
A look of disbelief appeared on Yuta's face. He forcefully waved his right hand that was holding Kunai, but he could not move at all as if he had been clamped down by a pincer.
"How can you have such great strength?"
Yuta's entire body split apart. He thought that he had considered many possibilities, but he never expected to encounter such a situation.
This youth in front of him...
Was it really the Aoba he knew?
In this instant, there were a lot of things in his mind.
He also vaguely realized something very terrifying.
Could it be...
Aoba had been hiding his strength?