"You kid, can't you try something else?" the ninja sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance.
"Lightning Style: Lightning Strike…" Reiki unleashed a swift jolt of lightning.
"Zizzizi…"
"It's impossible for this low-level ninjutsu to harm me!" the ninja laughed, but his bravado began to falter with each attack.
"Lightning Style: Lightning Strike…"
"Zizzizi…"
The cycle continued for nearly an hour, with Reiki alternating the strikes. The damage was minimal, and the opponent's robust physique made him resilient. However, what had begun as arrogance shifted to confusion and dread.
This wasn't just a medical ninja in front of him; it was a torture specialist masquerading as one.
"Shadow Clone!" Just when the tension in the room was at its peak, Reiki summoned his shadow clone.
"What do you want?" the man growled, panic evident in his voice. "I'm telling you, even if you torture me to death, I won't tell you anything!"
Reiki chuckled softly. "Why are you having a mental breakdown again? I'll treat you first."
With a gentle touch, he placed a hand on the man's forehead, channeling chakra to restore some of his mental stability.
"Actually…" Reiki leaned in closer, his tone dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "My bloodline ability can extract memories directly. But I prefer to do the torture myself. The things I earn through my efforts are always more satisfying, don't you think?"
With a flourish, he summoned the puppet he had prepared, a dark figure that had been haunted by malicious spirits. It moved with an eerie grace, ready to engage in physical combat.
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"Stop! Stop please!" the man finally shouted, his voice a mixture of agony and despair. "I'll tell you whatever you want!"
His defiance crumbled under the relentless pressure. It wasn't death that terrified him; it was the unrelenting pain and the overwhelming presence of Reiki.
"Can't you hold on a little longer?" Reiki taunted, a smirk on his face. "You'd better tell the truth. If I find any discrepancies after extracting your memories, I assure you the punishment will be severe."
After a short exchange, Reiki began recording everything the man said, diligently noting down every confession, including the scandalous revelation about peeping on a veteran's shower.
Upon finishing, Reiki initiated the memory extraction process, his brows knitting together as he delved into the man's mind.
"Um… is what you said true?" Reiki muttered, a hint of disappointment creeping into his voice.
He had hoped for something more substantial. After all, a confession should come with more than petty crimes. "Alright, get some rest. I'll be leaving now."
With a satisfied smile, Reiki exited the cell, his mind buzzing with the information he had gathered.
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"Did you manage to get it?" Iga asked, surprise etching across his features.
"Yeah, I verified the information," Reiki replied, handing over the scroll.
"Brother Reiki, I knew you'd come through!" Iga exclaimed. "Now that you're finished, Kokumaru, take Brother Reiki and his friends out to eat. My treat!"
As Iga rushed off with the scroll, Reiki turned to Shisui, an eager grin on his face. "What do you want to eat?"
"Barbecue sounds good! After that, let's hit the training ground together!" Shisui replied enthusiastically.
"Sounds like a plan. Kokumaru, why don't you take Shisui to the barbecue place first? I'll go gather some friends," Reiki suggested.
Kokumaru, not wanting to offend, waved his hands. "No problem at all! I'm just here to bring everyone along!"
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About ten minutes later, the group gathered at the barbecue restaurant, which was bustling with life. Reiki, Kakashi, Might Guy, Yuhi Kurenai, Nohara Rin, Kato Shizune, Namikaze Nozuki, Uchiha Shisui, Uchiha Obito, and Muwan filled the long table.
"Boss Reiki, is this your reward for the mission?" Obito inquired, eyeing the spread of sizzling meat. "I hope we're not overwhelming you!"
Reiki waved a hand dismissively. "Not at all! It's all thanks to Minister Iga . Enjoy! But don't forget, we have training afterward."
"Train?" Kakashi raised an eyebrow but didn't protest.
Might Guy, ever enthusiastic, exclaimed, "This is the food of youth! I'll eat my fill!"
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An hour later, the group emerged from the restaurant, laughter and chatter filling the air as they made their way to the Uchiha clan's training grounds.
"Hey, Boss, can I come back tomorrow?" Muwan asked, looking a bit sheepish. "I didn't bring enough money today…"
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The next day, training resumed.
"Boss Reiki, I feel like even the Chunin are no match for you now. Are you really a medical ninja?" Uchiha Obito lamented, nursing a bruise from their latest spar.
"I thought I could show off in front of Rin, but it turns out I'm just getting crushed," he groaned, joining the line of his friends who were waiting for treatment after their sessions with Reiki.
Kakashi, Might Guy, and others were there too, all nursing wounds. Each had learned a valuable lesson about their training partner's hidden prowess.
If they had known how tough it would be, perhaps they would have chosen a different path for lunch that day!
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