(Zabuza POV)

People in Kaguya are the worst!

I tried taking a nap but every once in a while a brawl would take place somewhere and all the people near them start shouting and motivating them.

I couldn't sleep at all!

But as the evening came, the brawls started happening less and less. And I thought I will finally be able to get some shut-eye.

*BOOM!

God, can people in this clan let me sleep in peace?

Grabbing my katana, I get out of my room to see what was happening. The sound of the explosion was too loud.

Is someone attacking the clan?

Surely nobody is that crazy, right?

Riiiight?

I finally get out of the house and see a huge cloud of dust billowing up in the East. I wonder who it is and just hope it isn't the Mizukage.

I make a hand sign and immediately head towards the location of the conflict.

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(Katsumaru POV)

When I heard the loud explosion, my first thought was that the Mizukage had discovered our location and was launching an attack.

Since I was nearby, I quickly managed to reach the site of the explosion.

Why do things like this happen just when I'm about to do something good? After Zabuza arrived, I thought the great days of the Kaguya clan were not far off. I was already considering how to maximize our benefits from the rebellion group.

I'm going to torture the seven generations of whoever attacked us.

*Swish!

With a final big leap, I plunge into the cloud of dust. My senses, honed through countless battles, can pinpoint the enemy's location even with my eyes closed.

"Get him!"

"Don't let him move his hands! It looks like that weird jutsu can only be performed when he moves his hands!"

What weird jutsu are they talking about?

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*Slash! *Slash! *Slash!

Before I can react, their heads are severed in an instant, as if by an invisible blade. Blood spurts from their necks, the warm, crimson spray splattering across my face and chest.

What the hell is this?

"Hmm... and who are you?" A pink-haired man—no, what in the world is that? Some kind of beast?

Four arms, four eyes, humongous in size, and a mouth on his stomach?

What monster is this?

*Crunch!

I don't even realize it when his foot has already sunk into my chest, pulverizing my ribs.

"GAH!" Blood spurts from my mouth as an otherworldly pain assaults me.

"I asked a question," he says.

I look up at him, my neck trembling from the effort.

No, it's not trembling from effort. This... this is fear!

I smile at myself with disgust. Me? Afraid of someone?

I get up despite the pain and immediately launch myself towards him. The surrounding houses that were on fire zoom past me as I deliver a punch, only for it to be stopped.

I flare my nostrils and swiftly turn, my hands extending and palms clenched. He simply takes a step back.

Fuck! I can't even touch him.

*BAM!

He smacks me in the face, breaking my nose. This disorients me... wha... is... Go... ings... gon...?!

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(Naruto POV)

I can see this guy is disoriented, but to be sure, I decide to smack him a few more times.

*Bam! *Bam! *Bam! *Bam!*

Looking at his swollen, blood-covered face, with only a half-broken tooth remaining, I smile in satisfaction.

I have a feeling he is important. Nobody unimportant makes an entrance like that. Seriously, what kind of fodder barges into a huge dust cloud without a care in the world?

Though, no matter how strong he is in this clan to give him such confidence, he's still fodder compared to me. Hahaha!

But first, I'll need to confirm it with the other Kaguya clan members.

I search for another one, and it doesn't take long to find one, unsurprising given that all the members are converging here.

"Who the hell are you?" one screams at me.

*Slash! *Spurt!*

Without wasting another moment, I immediately cut off his legs.

"AAARRRRGHHHH!" He only screams more. Sigh.

"Here, now shut up and tell me who this is." I close the wound to stop the pain. The guy looks at me, terrified. He's rapidly moving his mouth, but all that comes out is gibberish.

Did I give him PTSD?

Argh, I can't deal with this right now. I'll just find another one.

*Slash! *Spurt!

I cut his head off and look around to search for another member of the clan, however-

"Who the hell are you?" Another wild screamer appears.

I put the flashy entrance guy on my shoulders and blitz the screamer, covering his face with my palm and slamming him into the ground.

"Now, tell me who this is," I say, showing him the guy on my shoulders.

"Who the hell is that clown?" he asks instead.

Huh? I look at the guy.

Oh.

"Let me fix him up," I say, healing the guy's face.

"Clan leader!" the second screamer yells immediately.

With one hand, I make a hand sign, and the screamer withers into bones.

"He had decent chakra," I say, standing up. This is the new fuinjutsu technique I came up with allows me to absorb people's chakra, though it results in their death.

This is my solution to my inadequate chakra reserves. If I can absorb chakra on the battlefield, I will never run out.

I throw the clan leader to the ground and heal him just enough so that he wakes up.

To assert dominance, I step on his face and roll it back and forth a little.

"Urgh..." he groans.

"Wakey, wakey, clan head. I've got a few questions for you."

"Who the hell are you?" he asks.

I slap my forehead in annoyance. "Do you people have a limited vocabulary? Everyone keeps asking the same thing! ARGGH!" I groan.

"What do you want?"

Finally, someone asking an important question!

"Tell me where Kimimaro is."