"Yo, Koji! Make sure he gets home and sees a doctor soon. The boss will fire us if we don't catch our quota next time." Saru said, before walking away.
Hiten showed a thumbs up as they walked away from Saru and Sato. Sato watched them leave.
"You are not actually going to take me to my house, are you? Where are you taking me?" Rinko asked, grunting as his jaw still hurt.
Hiten rubbed eyes before answering, "Don't worry, you know the place very well."
They walked to the Real Koji's house.
Hiten, removed Rinko's arm from around his shoulder and let the man fall to the floor with a thud.
"Argh..."
"Come on, keep walking Rinko, I wish to complete the mission by tomorrow at latest." Hiten said, lightly kicking the fallen man.
Rinko grunted before slowly standing up.
Hiten body flickered to Koji's house with Rinko. The transformation jutsu coming off, revealing the Uchiha crest...in all its glory.
Hiten opened the broom closet, only for the real Koji to plop down on the floor, alongside some disgusting smelling brooms.
"Poor guy was locked in there for hours, who would even do such a thing?" He said in a sarcastic tone, eyeing up Rinko was trembling in fear.
Despite the fear, he steeled himself and rushed towards Koji, checking to see if he is alive. "What did you do to him?" Rinko questioned,
"Worry about what I will do to him if you don't answer my questions. " Hiten walked a little forward, placing feet right on top of Koji's fingers.
"W-what do you want?" Rinko looked up at Hiten, only for red eyes to look back.
"For starters, start with that rope." Hiten asked, folding his arms.
"It has chakra conductive metal fibres sewn into it for—"
"I know that part, it makes it chakra conductive and improves it's durability. Tell me...why you keep dipping it into the water for hours." Hiten interrupted.
Rinko opened his mouth but nothing came out—not a single word. No one knows what that man would do, if this information would leak.
"You'll die if you don't answer, and from your hesitation... you'll die if you do."
Hiten turned off his sharingan, blinking rapidly to get rid of the pain. Chakra didn't grow on trees after all.
"It contains a sensor and a genjutsu based hallucinogen-thing." Rinko said, sweat falling from his face like a leaky faucet.
"Hallucinogen-thing? Mind explaining?"
"It hallucinates fishes, sharks...everything valuable!" He nervously gulped, "It makes them swim up and get caught."
Hiten raised an eyebrow.
The force on Koji's finger's intensified till he heard a crack. "I said what you wanted to know! LET HIM GO—"
Hiten backhanded him, dropping him to the floor. "I don't believe you." He mouthed out.
"I swear on my family! That's all I was told!"
"Who? Who told you?"
"I-I don't know! It was some person in a mask and cloak." Rinko watch the river of blood flow from Koji's shattered fingers.
'Should I do it? I don't have a way to verify this properly. That one-time genjutsu will render my two tomoe useless for a day...'
Hiten clenches his fist before taking a deep breath, tightly gripping Rinko's face, forcing his eyes open before shattering his mind with his visual prowess.
Hiten dropped Rinko as he fell to the floor in pain—the flood of information in his mind and the strain on his eyes.
'Fuuuuuuc...—'
*Tick*
A twig snapped.
Hiten turned around at breakneck speed, dashing out of the room, shattering the door and exiting the house. He looked around to find no one—only their footsteps.
'That shoe pattern and size...SATO!!!' Hiten turned around and threw a kunai at Rinko, killing him instantly.
Hiten ran out to follow the footsteps, the trees and few houses appeared to be a mere blur as he chased down Sato, who was so close to reaching to reaching the Kaiyo Harvest building.
Hiten grabbed the man by his hair from behind, instantly stuffing a handful of wet mud into his mouth so he couldn't scream.
"Where were you going during this dark hour? You left your buddies back there! Come on, I'll take you back to them." Hiten commented with a victorious smirk.
Hiten silently dragged Sato back to Koji's house, destroying the small chance that Sato would get away with it.
Sato laid there on the floor tied up by torn curtains, used as makeshift rope, unable to breathe from the amount of mud in his mouth.
Hiten opened up Sato's mouth and pulled out the mud, making Sato vomit out everything as a disgusting brown paste.
"Do you see what has happened to dear Rinko here? Would you like it if that was done to you or Koji? No, right? Tell me something I want to know." Hiten said, squatting down to see Sato at eye to eye level.
Sato spat a mixture of spit, mud and vomit at Hiten's shirt, making him take a step back in disgust.
Hiten looked disheartened at seeing his perfect uniform be ruined, he grit his teeth and tore off Sato's shirt, using it to clean his own.
"EWWW! GROSS!" Hiten rushed to the kitchen to wash his shirt, before coming back and slapping Sato with an enhanced palm.
"Argh, Ptui!" Sato spat out blood as he smirked, "There's nothing you can do to me... I've already told Captain about all this. You can probably get away from the shinobi police, but not the Samurai."
Hiten shook a little, before composing himself and speaking, "I cannot do anything to you? Okay, but I can do a lot to Rinko's wife—who is coming here, right now." Hiten's confident smile came back as he sensed a woman approaching.
"Who the hell are you? Even those Shinobis don't act like this...they have a code." Sato said in disbelief, the man in front of him was truly a monster—of the worst kind.
"I'm a Chunin. I'm a tool being put to work here. I have a mission and I WILL complete it."
Sato watched Hiten take out Interrogation & Torture tools.
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Tamiya heard the screams from far away and quickened her pace. The twist in her ankles had greatly hindered her ability to walk.
She finally she reached Koji's house...only to see a beaten and bloody Sato, an unconscious Koji and Rinko—Her late husband. Her legs gave away as she fell to the ground.
She crawled to her husband and cradled his still warm body, which was now getting cold from the tears falling on it.
Hiten had left to fulfill his mission the moment he got his intel—the addresses of all the chakra enhanced individuals. Hiten confirmed the knowledge he got from the stakeout and tracking, it was all he could afford to do in the time he had.
Hiten created several fire clones—a gamble he had to make, shadow clones were not an option right now.
'If what Sato said is true and Goro is going towards the Kaiyo Harvest building, then, I cannot fail, I cannot delay, I can't leave any chance for failure.' Hiten thought, heading straight for Goro.
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Goro was at the entrance of Kaiyo Harvest, only thing between him and the building was the lock on the door. The security guards were sleeping, too engrossed in their dreams to notice Goro.
"Idiots! It's not even midnight and they are sleeping. The night shift guards won't arrive for a while...Should I check for the key?" Goro looked around then walked towards the guard's cabin for the key.
Goro made sure not to make any sound as he stood past the sleeping guard. He reached out to silently take the key, but then he stopped.
'Should I? If the door is locked...it must mean that everyone must have left. Is any senior manager even in the building?'
Goro took the key from the sleeping guard's loosened palm, then marched straight to the door, opening it and entering the building with a level of confidence only three kinds of people have—the truthful, the insane and the alcoholic.
Goro's footsteps dragged across the wooden floor, uneven and loud in the quiet building. The smell of alcohol clung to him as strongly as the anger in his chest.
Most of the building was dark, but a faint glow leaked out from deeper inside the hallway.
Someone is probably still here. 'please be a manager!' Goro thought, his pace getting faster.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and walked toward it, muttering under his breath. "I'll fix this… I'll fix everything tonight…"
The corridor stretched long and silent, his footsteps echoing against the walls. He didn't notice the shadow shifting ahead until it moved.
"Goro."
Goro flinched.
Koji stood in the hallway, one hand resting against the wall as if to steady himself. His breathing was uneven, shoulders slightly hunched.
"Koji? What are you doing here?" Goro narrowed his eyes, trying to focus through the haze. "Good. You're here too. Come with me."
Hiten pushed himself off the wall, his steps slow but deliberate as he moved in front of Goro, blocking his path. "You don't have to do this," he said, voice low. "Go home."
Goro let out a dry laugh. "Go home? After what happened today?" He shook his head. "No. I'm ending this now."
Hiten's eyes lingered on him, watching every twitch, every shift in posture.
"You won't fix anything like this."
"I will." Goro stepped forward, forcing Hiten to either move or collide. "I'll clear my name. I'll tell them everything. They'll investigate Rinko, find out what really happened. I won't take the blame for his lies."
Hiten's gaze sharpened.
Investigate Rinko.
They will find the body,
His jaw tightened.
"So you're going to tell them," Hiten said quietly.
"Of course I am!" Goro snapped. "You think I'll just sit there and take it? They'll dig everything up—every lie, every trick—"
That was enough.
Hiten's body shifted slightly, his stance changing as he prepared to move.
Goro didn't notice, didn't care and shoved past him. Hiten turned immediately...and pain shot through his eye.
A sharp, burning pulse that blurred his vision for just a moment too long. "…Tch."
By the time his sight cleared, Goro was already halfway down the corridor. "HEY!" Goro shouted as he ran, one hand dragging along the wall to keep his balance. "WHERE'S YOUR MANAGER, HUH?!"
Hiten moved.
Fast...but not fast enough. Hiten couldn't catch him.
Goro slammed it open, stumbling into a well-lit office. Papers scattered slightly from the sudden movement. At the far end of the room, mounted on the wall—A large, red button.
"Yeah… this'll do…" Goro muttered, staggering toward it.
Hiten entered right behind him.
"Goro, stop."
Goro turned, laughing breathlessly. "What? Scared now?" He pointed at the button. "I'll bring everyone here. Right now. Let them hear it from me."
Hiten stepped forward, slowly.
Goro pressed it.
A sharp metallic click echoed through the room, for a moment, nothing happened.
Then a distant bell rang.
Once, then twice.
Hiten stood still.
The sound carried through the building, loud enough to reach every corner. Goro exhaled, almost relieved. "There… now they'll come. I'll tell them everything. I'll—"
Hiten moved with no warning this time, no hesitation.
His hand struck Goro's throat with bone-shattering force. The man's words cut off instantly, his body falling to the floor before he could even react.
Hiten caught him before he hit the ground, lowering him just enough to avoid noise.
Hiten stood there for a second longer, breathing slightly heavier than before. "…Too late."
Some faint footsteps came from the doorway, Hiten's head snapped toward it.
A janitor stood frozen in place, a mop slipping from his hands as he stared at the body on the floor… and the man standing over it.
Their eyes met.
The man's face twisted in horror. "Y—YOU—!"
The scream tore through the hallway.
Hiten didn't move toward him, he turned his head slightly, listening to the bells, footsteps, movement in the building—increasing by the second.
"…Tch."
He stepped back, grabbed the edge of the window, and shattered it in one motion. Glass scattered as he dropped out into the darkness below.
By the time anyone reached the room...There was nothing left but a body, a broken window, and the echo of an alarm that had already done its job.