eurekapd Chapter 49 Clan Members
Chapter 49 Clan Members
Misaki's fingers unconsciously tightened, gripping Karin's small hand until it turned white. Her back was pressed against the hostile gazes of the Grass Ninja—gazes that seemed to be chasing away a plague, wishing they would disappear immediately.
Why...why is [Jin] targeting us?!
Her throat tightened, and terrifying rumors flashed through her mind: the [Ember] organization turned living people into puppets, the nine-faced beasts with pockmarked faces fed on human blood, and no one who stepped into their strongholds ever returned alive...
"Menma-sama..." The leader of the senior ninjas' voice trembled as he bowed his head. "The bloodline of the Uzumaki... lies here..."
He secretly nudged Misaki's back with his elbow, his voice escaping through clenched teeth, "Get over here! Don't get us all killed!"
Misaki's feet seemed rooted to the spot. What would have happened if she had gone back in time...?
The terrifying stories circulating in Kumogakure flashed through her mind: some said that [Jin] would peel off the skin of those with bloodline limits, some said they used living people for forbidden jutsu experiments, and some even said that Menma ate children...
Each version is more horrifying than the last.
"Hmm, very good." Menma's voice came through the mask. "You are much more sensible than the people of Kumogakure."
He slowly scanned the trembling Grass Ninja, finally fixing his gaze on Karin and her daughter.
"I will keep my promise."
These words fell like a pardon, and the tense bodies of the Grass Ninja visibly relaxed. Some collapsed to their knees, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads onto the ground.
"So..."
Mianma raised his hand, and the pitch-black spiral wheel was still slowly rotating in his palm, emitting a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.
This action immediately made the Grass Ninja, who had just relaxed, tense up again, and several of the more timid ones subconsciously took a half step back.
"This is no longer needed."
Under everyone's horrified gaze, Menma gently tossed the spiral wheel upwards—
The jet-black sphere rose silently into the sky, like a shooting star moving in reverse. The Grass Ninja unconsciously looked up, their eyes following the ever-shrinking black dot, their faces filled with confusion and unease.
What is he going to do? Why would he bring such a dangerous thing...?
"boom--!!!!"
A deafening explosion suddenly tore through the sky. A violent shockwave exploded in the air, and a visible ring of air instantly spread outwards. Several of the closest Grass Ninja were directly thrown backwards by the blast, while many more instinctively covered their ears, their faces drained of color.
After the blinding light dissipated—
In the azure sky, a "hole" nearly a hundred meters in diameter appeared. The previously floating clouds were completely evaporated, and the sunlight poured down without obstruction, illuminating everyone's pale faces clearly.
Chakra dispersion and control...the effect is not bad.
Naruto secretly assessed the situation behind his mask. This Rasengan was less than half the power of the complete version—without the Nine-Tails' chakra, it was essentially just a flashy firework. But for these Grass Ninja, it was already quite a shock.
The Grass Ninja stared blankly at the "hollow" in the sky, then stiffly looked down at Menma. When the hand that condensed the Spiral Wheel of Destruction raised towards the Uzumaki mother and daughter, everyone unconsciously held their breath.
"Come on, Uzumaki clan."
Mianma's voice was eerily calm as he made an inviting gesture.
"Come with me."
These words were like a switch being flipped. The Grass Ninja immediately shoved the mother and daughter, their voices filled with disgust.
"Did you hear me? Get over there right now!"
"Stop dawdling! Do you want to kill the whole village?"
"Don't come back once you leave!"
Misaki staggered back, only to see faces filled with hatred. Those mouths that had once greedily bitten her arm were now uttering the most vicious words. Even after giving up all her chakra, even after enduring the excruciating pain of being torn apart... in the end, she still couldn't gain protection?
"Okay! We can walk by ourselves!"
Karin's sudden shout interrupted her mother's thoughts. The little girl slapped away the outstretched hand and stubbornly raised her head.
"Don't touch my mom!"
She gripped Misaki's fingers tightly and took a step forward. Her small figure stood straight, as if she wanted to use her frail body to shield her mother from all malice.
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The world twisted and reformed in an instant.
The mother and daughter felt a blur before their eyes, and the surrounding scenery seemed to peel away like pieces of a shattered mirror. When their vision refocused, they both froze in place—the original gate to Kusagakure had now transformed into an elegant Japanese-style guest room.
The tatami mats exuded a faint scent of rush, and the sound of flowing hot spring water could be faintly heard outside the paper door. A wooden sign on the wall read "Inu no Yu," indicating that this is one of the most famous hot spring inns in the land of hot springs.
That was... a space-time ninjutsu?!
Misaki had heard of this technique, but this was the first time she had experienced it firsthand.
"Let's take a break first."
Menma's voice suddenly became much more amiable, a stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere he had displayed in Kusagakure. He casually sat down at the low table.
"I've already informed Tanuma, he'll make arrangements for you." Menma pointed to the tea set in the corner of the room. "I won't be staying here long, you can ask me any questions now."
Misaki's throat tightened. She shielded Karin behind her and knelt heavily on the tatami mat.
"My lord...you need the Whirlpool bloodline, right?" Her voice was resolute. "If...if it's for research...I alone am enough...please spare my daughter..."
"Mother?!"
Karin tugged at her mother's sleeve, puzzled. Unlike the others, she wasn't afraid of the man in front of her; instead, she felt an inexplicable sense of closeness.
How strange...
She secretly glanced at Mianma, a strange sense of security welling up inside her. She had only ever felt this warmth from her mother.
Menma shook his head helplessly. "I think you've misunderstood. You see, you are among the few 'kindred spirits' I have left in this world."
"Same... kind?" Misaki's lips trembled slightly; this form of address left her completely bewildered.
Menma nodded slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "Let me formally introduce myself—my name is Menma." He drawled, "As for my surname..."
"Swirl-shaped face, nice to meet you~"
To lighten the mood, Naruto spoke in a cheerful tone, but Misaki remained frozen in place until—
A golden chain suddenly snaked out from behind Mianma, drawing an elegant arc in the air.
"This is......!"
Misaki's pupils contracted sharply. As a member of the Uzumaki clan, she was all too familiar with it—those shimmering chains, that unique chakra fluctuation...
"Diamond Lockdown..."
She uttered the name of the clan's secret technique, the light of the chains reflecting on her pale face and making her wide-open eyes, filled with shock, gleam.
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